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As I mentioned in my last entry, I had a lot of fun this week creating a new mood set for my journal, based on quotations from Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. (You can see the mood set here).

This dovetailed in an interesting way with a personal Emotional Intelligence report I received this week, based on a test I took in preparation for a staff retreat. I won't go into much detail about it--it's rather personal--but as I remarked at the retreat, I had a strong emotional reaction to reading my emotional intelligence report.

Here's a graphic from the report which shows some of the emotions that the assessment is evaluating:

Emotional Intelligence

There were some things in my report that confirmed my understanding of myself. My emotional self-awareness, for example, was my highest score, in the leadership range. This made sense to me, given my years of therapy, my psychology degree, and my vast experience with journaling.

But other results were disconcerting and rather gave me pain and even a sense of shame. They challenged my own conception of myself.

I have often struggled with my relationship with my own emotions. They have often felt like they were Entirely Too Much. For many years, for example, I would have gladly excised my periodic bouts of depression from my own personality were it possible, although I gradually did come to understand the gifts that depression can bring and no longer feel the same way. But aside from that, I regretted all the times that strong emotion (whether anger or depression or embarrassment or whatever) seemed to interfere with my wish to live a strong, dignified, happy, serene, and ethical life.

But doesn't that get right to all the musing I have done over the years about my favorite theme in literature: choosing the heart of flesh over the heart of stone? A heart of stone, after all, feels no emotion.

I don't want that.

I do believe that self-complacency is something that must be continually challenged, and I did some thinking about how the kaleidoscope of emotions in the mood set was what the report was measuring. I thought about one of my favorite moments in Pride and Prejudice, the point on which the whole book turns, when Lizzy reads Darcy's letter. She realizes that she has allowed her emotions to mislead her, blinding herself with prejudice and that she needs to rethink everything. "Till this moment," she exclaims, "I never knew myself."

Both Lizzy and Darcy take their painful self-knowledge, and their new insight into their own emotions, and use it to earnestly work at improving their own characters. Only due to their willingness to do the necessary inner work do they eventually find their way to their happy ending together.

Image description: Background: various Jane Austen Pride and Prejudice quotations: Hope was over, entirely over / I do not know when I have been more shocked / I am excessively diverted / I did not think Caroline in spirits / I am sure Jane will die of a broken heart / I was ready to die of laughter / My dear, do not give way to such gloomy thoughts / I was never more annoyed / Have a little compassion on my poor nerves! / what delight! What felicity. Center: An Emotional Intelligence wheel. Overlay, center, semi-transparent: Till this moment, I never knew myself.

Emotions

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I bought Greyson Chance's new album. And I'm enjoying it.

I had to. There's a song on it called "Heart of Stone." And it's really pretty good.

Delia likes him, too (she scorns Justin Bieber).
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I loved it.

I'm so sorry this stage of my life is now over. I've read a number of commentators whose reaction to seeing the last Harry Potter film is an acknowledgement of farewell to their childhood. I almost feel the same, even though I'm fifty-one years old. And yet I also feel it's a huge mistake to dismiss the books (or movies) as 'only for children.' Or even worse, 'merely for children.'

I had an interesting and even moving talk with Fiona the other night, where we discussed what the Harry Potter books have brought to our lives. For both of us, for our family, really, they've changed our lives. Harry Potter seized Fiona's imagination in particular and ignited what will clearly be a life-long love of reading. I was already a reader of course, but it was due to Harry Potter that I really got involved in most of the internet stuff I do today: Yahoo groups and then Livejournal, which in turn led to Dreamwidth, Twitter and Alternity. It's been a phenomenal bonding experience for our entire family. We read the books together, and for years, the girls went to sleep listening to the Jim Dale CDs, or we listened to them on car trips, including our daily runs to and from day care.

I've talked before about the common thread in all the stories I love the most: choosing the heart of flesh over the heart of stone. That's all what Harry Potter is about, and it's particularly clear in this movie. The battle was awesome. The strongest part for me was the part that stuck most closely to the book, from Snape's death (no matter what the location) through the scene in the pensieve followed by the scene in the forest. The devastation in Harry's eyes when he emerged from the pensieve said it all (and Radcliffe really nailed that moment.) Voldemort attacks the school because he knows that hurting the people Harry cares about is his strongest weapon. That, of course, is the weakness of the heart of flesh: caring will always hurt in a way that the heart of stone will never experience. Yet that caring is what leads to the heart of flesh's triumph. It's what ultimately convinces Harry he must lay his life down. "I never wanted any of you to die for me," he tells his parents, Remus and Sirius in the scene in the forest, and you utterly believe him, and still entirely understand why he takes that final sacrificial step. Heartrending.

The variations of the very last duel from the book were not pleasing, but probably unavoidable, considering all the wand lore that got dropped. But on the whole, I was extremely pleased with the whole thing.

And yay for Neville!
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The girls are back home (yay!), and we're back from Minicon weekend.

Rob has been quite busy all week with this temporary census job. It has prevented him from putting any work in on the room rearrangement project--and since it's to a large extent his stuff that's the bottleneck, I was stymied from doing it myself. But we got started finally on Friday morning. Two bookcases and a dresser have been moved so far, so we're partway there. My computer is still in the room that's going to be Fiona's bedroom, at least until we figure out wiring. Rob may resort to running cables rather than depending on a wireless card. Not sure. We'll see. I hope we'll be able to work on it during the coming week, although I think he has more census work in the way.

The two of us headed to Minicon on Friday afternoon. (Didn't stay at the hotel this time, but drove home in the evenings.) The con is quite small now, just about 400 people now (quite a change from the days when 3000 used to show up). I did no programing this year, and mostly just sat around and talked with people. That was nice.

The girls got back late Saturday afternoon and came straight to the hotel. They had a marvelous time. Delia ran quickly through her pictures on the digital camera, showing me the people and scenes from the past week. They were rather tired, and Fiona's fighting a cold. We didn't stay late Saturday, and we left right after the con was finished today.

I indulged in one thing in the dealer's room, the Heart of Faerie Oracle Deck by Brian and Wendy Froud. It's been my tradition to do a tarot reading on Easter Sunday, when Minicon was over. Laurel Winter did them for me for years, but since she's stopped coming to Minicon, I've started doing them myself. I had thought it was a tarot deck, but it turns out it was a different animal, an oracle deck. It's truly a lovely thing. I took it home and studied it and tried to do a reading, asking What do I need to know about turning fifty. I was quite impressed. I have two other decks, but I have a truly powerful affinity for this one, and I think it will become quite a favorite. The backs of the cards look like this:




How perfect, with their hearts (heart of flesh/heart of stone, natch), and the roots, which make me think of trees (esp. the Holy Tree) and the spark at the middle (Light in Dark Places). The wings don't make me think of swans so much as ravens, but that's okay, too. (You can see other cards from this deck pictured in the slideshow at the bottom of this review.)

So: the girls are safe and well and home, the con was subdued, but quite pleasant, and I have a beautiful new deck. Life is good.
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What I did today to make the world a better place )

In other news the auction of my books raised $100 for the cause. Many thanks to all those who bid! [livejournal.com profile] help_haiti has raised a truly astounding amount of money: over $115,000. Amazing!

I'd also like to note that I'm really enjoying the "Hope for Haiti" fundraising album that you can purchase on iTunes. A lot of songs on it can go right on my hope playlist, and at least one also mentions hearts of stone.
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Long time readers of my journal know that I've written extensively about the issue of choosing the heart of flesh vs. the heart of stone. This was one of the cards I'd specifically intended to make when I left for the retreat. I had searched for specific images to use for it and had them all printed out and ready. On a walk the second day I was there, while I was mulling over this theme (it turned out to be the theme for the entire retreat) I happened to glance down at my feet and I discovered this (click any picture twice to see it close up):





So as soon as I finished my walk, I went in and made this card:


Heart of Flesh vs. Heart of Stone - Council Suit
Heart of Flesh vs. Heart of Stone - Council Suit
I am the One who offers you the choice between being fully human, able to feel pain as well as joy, and being remote, perhaps more powerful and untroubled, but absolutely untouched by human emotion. Choose carefully



Every soul collage deck should enclose a Source card, the One from which everything springs. You may interpret it as God or the Big Bang or the heart of a flower, or what you will. Fiona insouciantly noted that the sillouette looks like a fat cat tipped over on its side.

Source )

Birth )

The Gardener )

Serene Heart Center )

The Frozen Wasteland Within )
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There is a situation I haven't been talking about, that, as I've hinted, has been preoccupying Elinor Dashwood. A lot. It's a large part of the reason I haven't been posting much. I've tried to draft a post to explain at least a half dozen times. But I haven't been able to [Edited to add: I'm wrong. I did previously, on June 30], and it's extremely frustrating. Some of the circumstances I feel really must remain private, which makes explanations difficult. Almost impossible.

I went to the Powderhorn Art Fair this weekend and spent $25 I didn't have on a beautiful dichroic blue heart pendant. I had just been saying to Rob that this situation has a lot of the earmarks of a heart of flesh/heart of stone story.

The best I can do to explain is to say, you see (although there are reasons I'm keeping this private) I received a blow several months back. One of the worst ever. Take my word on it. And I have been just reeling ever since, although I have been trying desperately to act, on the surface, as if absolutely nothing has happened. I think, as a result, I've been struggling with the temptation to turn my heart of flesh into a heart of stone.

I've always valued the heart of flesh more. It felt more human, more true, more ethical, even. But oh, it is so much more vulnerable. It hurts, hurts, hurts so much more than the heart of stone ever could. I had forgotten how much more. There are times that you feel like such a fool for having a heart of flesh in a world like this. How much easier it would be to replace the heart with unyielding stone so that one can't feel hurt or betrayal!

Anyway, I know that sounds vague, but that's what I've been doing. That's why I've been quiet. I've been coping with and trying to hide the pain that keeps welling up. Trying to mop up the heart's blood dripping on my shoes. And some days are better than others and I start to think I'm getting over it and I'll be all right. But then the pain comes back. Shouldn't I be over this by now? And I get angry all over again and think, how much easier the heart of stone would be! And I wrestle with temptation all over again.

As I've been struggling with this, I'll admit I've paid less attention to decreasing world suck. I guess I'm caught up in trying to decrease personal life suck instead. And on top of the pain I've been feeling, there's guilt about that, too.

I hope I'll be able to resolve this and come back again, with my heart of flesh still intact. I want to do so. I miss you all dreadfully.

It's just really hard right now. I'm sorry.

Anyway, that's the best I can do at explaining. I think I will go ahead--with some trepidation--and actually post this one. I won't be able to answer much in the way of questions, though.

In other news, life continues to suck in other ways. Rob still doesn't have a job, and I'm feeling increasingly desperate. I'm going to begin looking for a nights and weekend additional job if he doesn't have anything by September 1. I'm fighting depression and mostly losing.

Edited to add: I am getting professional help, from people I can talk freely with about this. And a few--very few--private friends and family. This is just an explanation on why I've been remote, here, at my online journal.

Edited to add again: I guess I did manage to post one of those posts I'd struggled so to draft, back on June 30, so this is more or less a repeat of that. I'd forgotten. My brain hasn't been working very well lately.
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I have been thinking rather obsessively about this the last three days.

Longtime readers of this Livejournal know that I sometimes ruminate here about what I should be when I grow up. Which is both rather funny and sad, since I'm going to be 49 on my next birthday. I thought for many years that what I wanted to be was a writer, which (I assumed) meant a writer of original, professionally published fiction. Well, I've done that, and done it well, if I do say so myself, but the creative part of my brain hasn't been cooperating enough to allow me to do that for awhile. This caused me great pain for a long time (see my entries tagged "writers block"--there are a LOT of them.) I think I finally figured out the reason why the original fiction intended for professional publication stopped--although, who knows, in five years I may surprise myself and get back to it. Not holding my breath, though. I started to realize that the larger question is, what is my vocation? My life's work, if you will (and yes, I realize that doesn't necessarily mean it's what I do to earn my living). I've wrestled with that question in this LJ, too, particularly here and here.

A lot of thoughts have come together in my mind about this the last few days. Some conversations with [livejournal.com profile] kijjohnson who is wrestling with her own questions, now that she has been laid off. Going back to see my therapist, after several years away. He is the one who gave me the assignment to figure out what I do well. On that one, I just was lazy and asked you (and was genuinely startled and touched at all the heartwarming answers--thank you!) One of the things I discussed with my therapist at that meeting was how my thinking about writing fic for publication has been evolving and, in perhaps a related way, how my thinking about my day job has been evolving, too. Part of it is simple gratitude that I have a day job (with health insurance!) at all, since Rob has been laid off. But more than that, I started applying some of the reading I've been doing about vocation at work. I read about a woman who scrubbed floors at hospitals, and when asked what she did for a living, she said she helped the sick. I read about a creative man who was the manager at an art framing store who was happy with his work, because he said his job was to help people display their own creative endeavors. I read about a man who worked for a moving company who said that his vocation was to decrease the stress for families when they moved. If you think about it that way . . . how do I serve a vocation by working as a legal secretary? If you look at it that way, it's not so much that I type insurance paperwork, it's that I assist six attorneys by decreasing their stress, helping them accomplish their projects. At the time I was thinking about all this, one of the people I worked for suddenly underwent some serious upheaval in his life, and he really needed me to decrease his stress in a way that he's seldom needed before. I suddenly saw that I was assisting him that way, and once I realized that . . . well, it felt pretty good.

And then there's the thinking I've been doing in the last year watching several projects: Obama's election, and particularly watching how the Transition team is implementing things at http://change.gov. Getting involved as a microlender with Kiva.org. Taking a look at Google's Project 10^100 contest (see an explanation here). Project 4 Awesome, by the Vlogbrothers (the Brotherhood 2.0 guys, John and Hank Green, the originators of the Nerdfighters).

It's all interconnected, I've suddenly been thinking in the past three days. John and Hank Green, the ones who pointed me to Kiva.org, have put it into words as: "We want to Decrease World Suck." ("We're Nerdfighters We fight against suck....we fight awesome...We fight using our brains, our hearts, our calculators and our trombones.") The genius of this as a vocation is that it's so flexible. That's why John and Hank have turned it over to the Nerdfighters, and said, okay, run with it! What can you do to decrease worldsuck? It's exactly the same thing that Andrew Slack is doing over at The Harry Potter Alliance. It's why Obama set his organization up as a grassroots movement, modeled on, well, community organizing, trusting people to see the work and carry it forward, from the ground up. It's why people have been responding to the election by saying, what can I do now, to help get our country back on its feet? It's what Wellstone was trying to do, and it's what the Wellstone Action is trying to carry forward. It's what the Heart of the Beast Puppet and Mask Theater is trying to do, and Playing for Change. It's Teach for America, and the Peace Corps, and Bread for the World, and the Search Institute, and Hippo Water Rollers and the Life Straw, and so much else. It's St. Martins Table and projects to create and distribute solar cookers in Africa. It's the guy who wrote Three Cups of Tea, who's building schools for girls in Afghanistan. It's paying it forward. It's keeping a heart of flesh in a world that tries to put in its place a heart of stone. It's raising kids and cleaning up the environment and making the world a better place.

Tell me what you are doing personally (or an organization that you like that works) to decrease world suck.

Edited to add: Apparently, the Nerdfighters are a subgroup over at Kiva. I've joined the group. I've also joined the Decrease Worldsuck Foundation over at Facebook.


Kiva - loans that change lives
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I've been pointed to by the blog Jane Austen's World ([livejournal.com profile] janitesonjames) to another interesting one by Chris Dornan, Peace and Wisdom (I've syndicated it as [livejournal.com profile] peaceandwisdom), which Jane Austen's World characterizes as Mr. Dornan's musings about Jane’s novels, politics, and Buddhism. Recently his thoughts have turned mostly to Jane. I was particularly intrigued by his discussion of the standard interpretations of Sense and Sensibility (Elinor=Sense, Marianne=Sensibility) and his suggestion of another reading:
. . . Angela's "'Sense' versus 'Sensibility'" critique is essentially a conservative one, that puts Elinor at the centre of the novel (rightly in my view) but sees the novel as a dialectic between sense and sensibility with sense winning the day. Christina's interpretation, what I would characterise as a liberal critique that is sympathetic to Austen, also sees this as a dialectic between Marianne’s romantic sensibility and Elinor’s prudential sense, with neither quality winning out (or both sisters winning through learning from each other).

Clearly I can’t compress my book into a blog article but I argue in it that Austen designed the book to be misread (other critics have said the same of Emma: see Emma’s Debt to Sense and Sensibility), that the reader has to remain sharp witted to navigate all the twists and turns in the book, just as Elinor does inside the narrative, and we have to follow her. And remember the novel is told from Elinor’s perspective, the first time a novel integrated the narration into the heroine’s perspective (i.e., free indirect speech) in a sustained way. Elinor is at the centre and embodies with Edward sense and sensibility, with the (early) Marianne and Willoughby representing the perverted sensibility and Lucy Steele and Robert Ferrars representing heartless prudence, perverted sense. Of course the only way for the head and heart to work is if they work together.
I've always been interested in this novel, of course, because of my interest in the heart of flesh/heart of stone theme. I'll be keeping a close eye on this blog in the future; it seems Mr. Dornan has some interesting things to say.
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This coming Saturday, April 19, I will be reading my paper that was presented at the Fantasy Matters conference on the Heart of Flesh/Heart of Stone at the monthly meeting of the Rivendell Group of the Mythopoeic Society, and you are all invited to attend. One of the main books I discuss in the paper, Sunshine by Robin McKinley, is also a topic at this meeting.

Here are two stories on the web which I suggest that people read on the topic "Heart of Flesh, Heart of Stone." The first one I discuss in my paper. Both are quite short:
"The Girl With the Heart of Stone" and [livejournal.com profile] mrissa's story "Water, Flesh and Stone." (You might also take a look at the essay I did for [livejournal.com profile] snapecast on the topic, concerning Severus Snape, here).

The meeting will be held at 1:30 PM at the Southeast Community Library,
1222 4th St SE in Dinkytown near the Minneapolis U of MN east bank campus.

Here's the bibliography for the paper:

Anderson, Hans Christian. "The Snow Queen." Tr. Neil Philip. London: Reader's Digest Association Limited, 2004.

The Holy Bible, Revised Standard Version. Grand Rapids, Michigan: Zondervan Bible Publishers, 1976.

Bobet, Leah. "The Girl with the Heart of Stone." Strange Horizons. Ed. Susan Marie Groppi. 12 Nov. 2007. <http://www.strangehorizons.com/2006/20060109/heart-f.shtml>.

Bull, Emma. "Why I Write Fantasy." Pulphouse: The Hardback Magazine. Ed. Kristine Kathryn Rusch. Eugene, Oregon: Pulphouse Publishing, 1990. 14-22

Byatt, A.S. "Ice, Snow, Glass." Mirror, Mirror on the Wall: Women Writers Explore their Favorite Fairy Tales. Ed. Kate Bernheimer. New York: Anchor Books, 1998. 60-79.

Dickens, Charles. Nicholas Nickleby. New York: Penguin Books, 1999.

Hughart, Barry. Bridge of Birds. New York: Ballantine Books, 1984.

McKinley, Robin. "The Stone Fey." Imaginary Lands. Ed. Robin McKinley. New York: Ace Fantasy, 1985.

---. Sunshine. New York: Jove Books, 2003.


Hope to see you there.
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I'm getting around to mentioning this belatedly: Aberrant Dreams published [livejournal.com profile] mrissa's story Water, Flesh and Stone, which she dedicates to me because of my interest in that theme. V. cool. Thanks, [livejournal.com profile] mrissa!
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We came, we saw, we kicked butt!

Delia passed the double black stripe belt test this morning. I did not attend, but Rob was there and took pictures. Hopefully I will be able to download and post some of them tomorrow. She was actually not feeling particularly well, but Rob said that she pulled herself together and had a good test.

We also got the word that Fiona passed the third pre-test screening.

Fiona is testing for Black Belt on December 1.



The test will take place at 9:00 a.m. on a Saturday morning, and yes, you are invited. This is the black belt exam which is held quarterly for all the National Karate schools citywide, and it is quite interesting to watch. I will post more information about the exact location later, but again, you are invited to come watch. The whole test takes (I think) about two hours.

As for me, I had two appearances today at the Fantasy Matters conference. The first was the panel on The Wild Swans, held at 8:30 a.m. I read two sections of the novel, one from each storyline. David Lenander suggested the sections, and although I hadn't done those ones at readings before, I thought they were well matched and both suitably dramatic. The first was Elias' second visit to the baths, when he was looking for Sean, and then the scene at Central Park where Sean tells Elias he has AIDS. The second was the scene where William and Jonathan follow Eliza to the graveyard, followed by the scene where she is arrested. The advantage to reading the scenes together was that (hopefully) the juxtaposition made it clear to the listeners that the language describing the men at the baths was exactly the same as the language describing the ghosts in the graveyard. That reading took twenty minutes. It was actually an excellent suggestion on David's part; I think I'd chose those two selections for future readings (if I have many other occasions to do readings from Swans, which probably won't happen, actually. The book is getting harder and harder to obtain, although it isn't quite out of print yet). Then David talked for about a half hour about the novel, relating it to the tradition of fairy tale retellings in general and H.C. Andersen in particular. It was lightly attended, but given the panel time, I expected that.

What totally took me by surprise was the turn out at my presentation on the Heart of Flesh/Heart of Stone. My jaw literally dropped as more and more people came into the room. I thought it would be empty because of the panel opposite on Stardust, but I guess they might have ended it early. Anyway, maybe thirty-five people or so showed up, which was a good turnout. I cut one section of the paper on the fly, but that turned out to be a good decision, because it was really just a secondary example of the point I made in the previous section, and that way, the paper came in at exactly the right amount. NOBODY THREW TOMATOES. On the contrary, there were a gratifying number of thoughtful questions and gracious compliments afterwards. It went much better than I ever expected it would.

Hurrah for all of us!
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I asked for and got permission to get tomorrow afternoon off. With that extra time, I think I'll be able to finish it.

I still don't think it's very good. I probably should cut it: I have another couple of sections to write, and it's already 4200 words.

I am not sure which days I'll be attending. Saturday, certainly, but other than that I'm not sure.
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It is not coalescing at all. I didn't get anything coherent finished despite working on it all weekend, and I am just about in despair. I won't be going to any karate classes until I get it done, which is just making me crankier.

I keep forcibly telling myself that it is unlikely that the audience will throw tomatoes.

This is undoubtedly true, but helps only a little bit.
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It is not going particularly well. In fact, it's barely going at all. Much pacing and hair pulling is involved.

Argh.
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My paper proposal is here. I was just winging it when I drafted it, and I have one question: What works, specifically, of Robin McKinley's deal with the heart of flesh vs. heart of stone theme? I mentioned her in the abstract; I should put her work in the paper. What, specifically? Thanks.

Peg
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I got this tonight from the Fantasy Matters conference organizers:
Dear Peg,

We are delighted to inform you that your scholarly work, "Flesh, Stone, or Missing Altogether: The Heart as Embodiment of Humanity in Fantasy Literature" has been accepted to the Fantasy Matters Conference, 16-18 November 2007. We are going to be organizing a number of less formal panel discussions during the course of the weekend. When you respond to confirm your attendance, please also indicate whether you would be interested in serving on a panel.

Also, David Lenander, a scholar and librarian at the University of Minnesota (whom we believe you know) has indicated an interest in discussing your work at the conference, specifically your retelling of Andersen's fairy tale "The Wild Swans" in your novel of the same name. It seems that it would be a fantastic opportunity for you to participate in such a discussion as well, and we were wondering if you would perhaps be interested in reading selections from your novel, then having him present his paper, and then having the two of you lead a discussion of the novel together. Please let us know if this is something you would be interested in.
Yay!
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(This is 227 words; the maximum is 250):

Flesh, Stone, or Missing Altogether:
The Heart as Embodiment of Humanity in Fantasy Literature


O had I known at early morn Tomlin would from me gone
I would have taken out his heart of flesh,
Put in a heart of stone


In the Author's Afterward to her fantasy novel, Tam Lin, Pamela Dean suggests that the book was about keeping a heart of flesh in a world that wants to put in a heart of stone, and how learning and literature can help their adherents accomplish that. The idea of a heart of flesh versus a heart of stone is a trope that has been used throughout the history of literature, a powerful metaphor which captures something essential about the experience of being engaged with the world, curious, creative, compassionate, vulnerable--in short, being human.

This paper will examine three metaphorical "states of the heart" (flesh, stone, or missing altogether) and explore why fantasy literature in particular is adept in exploring the different ranges of human experience suggested by this flexible metaphor. Examples from the work of Hans Christian Andersen ("The Snow Queen"), Barry Hughart (The Bridge of Birds) and Robin McKinley, among others, will be used to touch upon two advantages particular to the fantasy genre: 1) the illustrative contrast offered by the presence of non-human characters, and 2) the dramatic possibilities inherent in making the metaphor literal.

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Or something. Help me make it pretty? Your comments are very welcome.
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I am still trying to come up with a proposal for Fantasy Matters.

Okay, for once I really am looking for advice. Amazing, Peg's actually asking for advice! I just have to get them 250 words of a proposal by Friday, something that looks half-baked enough that they might actually accept it.

Hearts of flesh and stone. Gee, I want to do something about this, because I've been chewing over it for so long, but right now whenever I attempt to corral my thoughts on this, they scatter unhelpfully in all directions like skittering mice, refusing to coalesce. Perhaps its the lingering effect of anaesthesia on the brain. I'd prefer to think it's that, rather than rank stupidity. However, whatever the cause, the problem remains the same: I need to come up with something!

Thinking about: The Snow Queen (the mirror cracks, a piece of glass lodges in Kay's heart, making it cold and frozen). I could re-visit A.S. Byatt's essay "Ice, Snow, Glass" in Mirror, Mirror on the Wall which I ran across while researching the ice palace book, and it really impressed me at the at time. But then I'm kinda pissed with A.S. Byatt at the moment (see "A.S. Byatt and the Goblet of Bile").

I've been thinking of my earlier essays on Heart of Flesh/Heart of Stone. I'm thinking about the afterward to Tam Lin, which started my whole obsession with this subject (although [livejournal.com profile] pameladean said the book was about the study of literature, and how that prevents the heart of stone, rather than about fantasy per se. But why did she choose a fantasy to tell the story? Other than the fact that, duh, she's a fantasy writer?) I've been thinking about George MacDonald's "The Light Princess," which is kinda getting at sort of the same stuff, sideways (using "gravity" and tears as the metaphor for the stamp of humanity, rather than the heart of flesh). Can people name other stories or tales which feature a heart of stone, or that explore this dichotomy? Esp. fantasy stories? Here is a pretty cool story that gets at what I'm struggling to articulate: "The Girl With the Heart of Stone." I've talked about seeing the theme in fiction in general (i.e., in Austen and Dickens) but what does fantasy in particular have to say about this theme?

Throw me a lifeline, anybody, help! Any thoughts that this sparks in you. I'll be ever so touchingly grateful.

Peg, hopefully

Thank you, Friendslist! You're the best! I knew you would come through!



I am now feeling much more confident.

Love and kisses,
Peg
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but I have to recommend this. Short, but entirely worth it. It's all about the heart of flesh vs. the heart of stone. And the title is from Dickens, which warms me to it even more. I'll be friending this person on strength of this fic alone.

The Hero of His Own Life by [livejournal.com profile] cesario. A condensed biography of Albus Dumbledore, and a wonderful character study.

Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] thistlerose for the pointer.

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