#Kate Chopin

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"But as she sat there amid her guests, she felt the old ennui overtaking her; the hopelessness which so often assailed her, which came upon her like an obsession, like something extraneous, independent of volition...There came over her the acute longing which always summoned into her spiritual vision the presence of the beloved one, overpowering her at once with a sense of the unattainable." - Kate Chopin, The Awakening

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The Awakening aesthetic because i'm done with my senior thesis on it

“I would give up the unessential; I would give my money, I would give my life for my children; but I wouldn’t give myself. I can’t make it more clear; it’s only something which I am beginning to comprehend, which is revealing itself to me.” “I don’t know what you would call the essential, or what you mean by the unessential, but a woman who would give her life for her children could do no more than that— your bible tells you so. I’m sure I couldn’t do that.”  “Oh yes you could!"

The Awakening, by Kate Chopin.

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the awakening altered my brain chemistry and now im gonna write a short story that ends with the main character dying by drowning herself

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i think i just finished my senior thesis.

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At our very core, we can live in endless service of an unreal ideal, or we can be our real selves, and spend the rest of our lives fighting off the despair of not being able to hope that the illusions could be real.

~ Deleted lines from my senior thesis.

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Edna is nobody’s dream girl.

~ Deleted lines from my senior thesis.

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It is often difficult for critics of a text to make any definitive claim about Modernist literature, as, “modernist texts typically evade attempts at definition,” but I hate working without definitions, so I’m going to do my absolute best to define it and connect it back to The Awakening.

~ Deleted lines from my senior thesis.

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The novel is modernist, biotch. Take that, Emily Toth. Woohoo. This could be a counterargument omg.

~ Deleted lines from my senior thesis.

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This element of the novel faced incredible contemporary backlash, as a woman having an affair in a novel with fade-to-black sex scenes is downright like showing one’s ankles in the street.

~ Deleted lines from my senior thesis.

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aaaaah senior thesis outline aaaaaah it's fine but aaaah

[weepyyomei]

GUYS GUYS GUYS

✨poems✨

The first two are for characters in William Faulkner’s “A Rose for Emily”

the third one is a character from Kate Chopin’s “The Story of an Hour”

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we had to write epitaphs for them in my English class, we only had to do one though, teacher said the others can be for extra credit. We also have to make one for ourselves. 👁️👁️

[kazumikiz10]

The Story of an Hour

by Kate Chopin

The Story of an Hour is about a fleeting moment of happiness that ultimately leads to death. At the beginning of the story, Louise Mallard has heart trouble, so she must be informed carefully about something. Her sister, Josephine, breaks the news to her: Brently was on the list of those killed in a railroad disaster. Louise begins sobbing when Josephine tells her of Brently’s death and goes upstairs to be alone in her room. There, she tries to reminisce about their time together, and also contemplates her newfound independence without her husband. It is not easy for her. Her sister warns her not to fall ill, while Louise explains that this is just a challenge that she herself must survive. However, at that moment, Josephine convinces her sister to leave the room. The moment they all hear the front door unexpectedly open, Brently walks in. He hadn’t been in the train accident and was unaware that one had even occurred. Josephine screams, and Richards tries unsuccessfully to block Louise from seeing him. This shocks everyone in the room. Finally, the doctor announces that the cause of Louise’s death was a heart attack brought on by the shock of happiness.

The saddest part of being a writer can be seen in this story, especially through Kate Chopin’s lens. No matter how joyful one might feel, there are still limitations or an end to everything. Chopin was famous for writing stories that explored women’s issues and feminist themes, such as critiques of marriage and traditional gender roles. In the story, after hearing of her husband's supposed death, Louise goes to her room and reflects on her newfound independence. It’s not that she is glad, but rather, she is coming to terms with the idea that as a woman, she can stand on her own and begin a new life. This moment represents women’s desire for freedom in a restrictive society. It also touches on individuality—how we all reach a point in life where we must face being alone. Although this might seem like sad news, it reflects the truth of life: we will all eventually be alone. This is not something we necessarily pray for, but life goes on, and it does not end for nothing. True happiness can come even after loss. Sometimes, it’s important to have moments alone after a joyful event to realize that happiness isn’t permanent.However,what I admired a lot from the said characters was Louise's sister. She really cares a lot about her sister and how she calmly tell the sad news to her sister .This kind of sibling is the true meaning of a well model to every generation.

Additionally, the author (Kate Chopin) may have drawn from her own life experiences in The Story of an Hour. In her own life, her father died in a train accident, much like the character Brently in the story. She was later raised by her mother and grandmother. This personal experience may have influenced her belief that women are not weak, but instead, can raise children and live independently without a husband. Women are strong, determined, and capable. Even when life seems dark or when doors close, women find ways to feel relief and keep moving forward. In some ways, the phrase "Joy that Kills" exists in every part of our lives. We can’t predict what will happen next or whether a moment of happiness will last. Sometimes, it’s essential to not forget to be happy, yet in this story, the joy is laced with sorrow. Louise dies from the shock of seeing her husband alive when she had just mourned his death. While happiness is important and beneficial to our health, it is also important to avoid being overwhelmed by it.

In conclusion, life goes on, and we must continue to make decisions that are best for us. To the younger generation, always remember the saying: "Ang kasal ay hindi kagaya ng mainit na kanin na pag napaso ka, ay iyo lamang itong iluluwad" (Marriage is not like hot rice that when you get burned, you can just throw it away). Some couples believe their love will last forever, but in reality, there is no such thing as perfection. Time moves on, and some of us believe that the best is yet to come. God will give what’s best for you, and you must wait for it. The Story of an Hour is not just about the "joy that kills," but about the decisions we make and the acceptance of what life brings.

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The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.

The Awakening by Kate Chopin

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"She breathed a quick prayer that life might be long. It was only yesterday she had thought with a shudder that life might be long."

Kate Chopin, "The Story of an Hour"

[thevampiricnihal]

I am surprised that Isabella’s racist assertion that Heathcliff looks like the local fortune-teller’s son

(“The cowardly children crept nearer also, Isabella lisping “Frightful thing! Put him in the cellar, papa. He’s exactly like the son of the fortune-teller that stole my tame pheasant. Isn’t he, Edgar?”)

is taken here as a hint that Heathcliff really is the local fortune-teller’s son.

You would think that this is not Wuthering Heights but Kate Chopin’s “Desiree’s Baby”.

I find this to be an interesting reading and would be open to a fanfic with this premise, but I think the line’s intention is more “garden-variety racism” than “secret parentage conspiracy”.

There really are readings as varied as there are readers, especially with this book.

Edit:

In “Desiree’s Baby” too:

“The baby, half naked, lay asleep upon her own great mahogany bed, that was like a sumptuous throne, with its satin-lined half-canopy. One of La Blanche’s little quadroon boys—half naked too— stood fanning the child slowly with a fan of peacock feathers. Désirée’s eyes had been fixed absently and sadly upon the baby, while she was striving to penetrate the threatening mist that she felt closing about her. She looked from her child to the boy who stood beside him, and back again; over and over. “Ah!” It was a cry that she could not help; which she was not conscious of having uttered.” (italics mine)

We first think that this line is about Desiree’s baby being a quarter Black like “La Blanche’s little quadroon boy”, and indeed that’s the case. But I think if we closely read the short story we can also theorize that Desiree’s baby and La Blanche’s son are siblings, I think it is implied that Desiree’s husband is sleeping with his slave La Blanche:

“And the way he cries,” went on Désirée, “is deafening. Armand heard him the other day as far away as La Blanche’s cabin.” (italics mine)

Why is Desiree’s husband at La Blanche’s cabin? I think he is the father of her child.

This theory that Heathcliff looks like “the fortune-teller’s son” because they are siblings and not just because they are of the same ethnicity reminded me of this line and this implication in this short story.

I wrote my undergraduate thesis about “Desiree’s Baby” and I think the fans of discussing Heathcliff and the “Heathcliff Earnshaw” theory should read more American fiction on race. They play with these ideas even more than Wuthering Heights.