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ENGL 429B, Genres, Themes, Connections, Names, Narration, Fiction
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- Fiction
- Contemporary
- Modernist
- Postmodern
- Didactic
- Comedy
- Novella
- Fiction
- Contemporary
- Modernist
- Postmodern
- Bildungsroman
- Ironic
- Existentialism
- Fiction
- Contemporary
- Postmodern
- Parody
- Bricolage
- Adventure
- Mystery
- Romance
- Fiction
- Contemporary
- Postmodern
- Autobiography
- Parody
- Romance
- Mystery
- Tragedy
- Fiction
- Contemporary
- Postmodern
- Epistolary
- Travelogue
- Epic
- Fantasy
- Science-Fiction
- Adventure
- Dystopian/Utopian
- Fiction
- Contemporary
- Postmodern
- Parody
- Comedy
- Bricolage
- History
- The matter of the different names,
which, in the hotel, came up frequently.
- “Are you Doctor Adler’s son?” /
“Yes, but my name is Tommy Wilhelm.” /
“My son and I use different monickers.
I uphold tradition. He’s for the new.”
- The Tommy was Wilhelm’s own invention.
He adopted it when he went to Hollywood, and
dropped the Adler.
- You become a name like Roosevelt, Swanson.
- Wilhelm recognized her although she had changed
her name.
- In California he became Tommy Wilhelm. Dr. Adler
would not accept the change. Today he still called his son Wilky, as he had done for more than forty years.
- Essentially you can’t change. Nevertheless, he makes a gesture and becomes Tommy Wilhelm. Wilhelm had always had a great longing to be Tommy. He had never, however, succeeded in feeling like Tommy, and in his soul had always remained Wilky.
- He had cast off his father’s name, and with it his father’s opinion of him.
- Might the name of his true soul be the one by which his old grandfather had called him - Velvel? The name of a soul, however, must be only that - soul.
- "What is your name?" (asked 8 times)
- But you don't even know my name.
- Now his name was never mentioned above a whisper.
- "And don't come calling me by my first name. To you and all like you I'm Mister Brockway."
- I realized that I no longer knew my own name.
- "That is your new name," Brother Jack said. "Start thinking of yourself by that name from this moment. [...]
Very soon you shall be known by it all over the country. You are to answer to no other, understand?"
- Well, I had a new name and new problems. I had best leave the old behind.
- Not just a nobody with a manufactured name which might have belonged to anyone, or to no one.
But another personality.
- It went so fast and smoothly that it seemed not to happen to me but to someone who actually bore my new name.
- Things are so unreal for them normally that they believe that to call a thing by name is to make it so.
- I looked at the shape of the cheap gray coffin and all I could remember was the sound of his name.
- What are you waiting for, when all I can tell you is his name? And when I tell you,
what will you know that you didn't know already, except perhaps, his name?"
- His name was Clifton (repeated 9 times)
- Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee, Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line.
But in my arms she was always Lolita.
- While "Haze" only rhymes with the heroine’s real surname, her first name is too closely interwound with the inmost fiber of the book to allow one to alter it.
- So strange and sweet was it to discover this “Haze, Dolores” (she!) in its special bower of names, with its bodyguard of roses - a fairy princess between her two maids of honor. I am trying to analyze the spine-thrill of delight it gives me, this name among all those others.
What is it that excites me almost to tears? [...] The tender anonymity of this name with its formal veil ("Dolores") and that abstract transposition of first name and surname, which is like a pair of new pale gloves or a mask?
- "The name," I said coldly, "is not Humberg and not Humbug, but Herbert, I mean Humbert."
- He could change his name but he could not disguise, no matter how he slanted them, his very peculiar Ps, Ws and ls.
- "Come, his name!" / She thought I had guessed long ago. It was [...] such a sensational name. I would never believe it, she could hardly believe it herself. / His name, my fall nymph. / It was so unimportant, she said. She suggested I slap it. Would I like a cigarette? / No. His name.
- Oedipa Maas (Oedipus Rex), Wendell "Mucho" Maas ("Mucho," Spanish for much; "más," for more), Dr. Hilarius (hilarious), Genghis Cohen (Genghis Khan).
- Heretofore the naming of names has gone on either literally or as metaphor.
- The little submarine, named the "Justine" after the dead mother.
- The Peter Pinguid Society was named for the commanding officer of the Confederate man-of-war "Disgruntled."
- Some said that the name Taxis came from the Italian tasso, badger, referring to hats of badger fur the early Bergamascan couriers wore.
- "I’d heard about 'Kirby,'" he said, "it’s a code name, nobody real."
- Nobody knows anybody else’s name; just the number in case it gets so bad you can’t handle it alone.
- Has my name been substituted for that of a member who’s died?
- Change your name to Miles, Dean, Serge, and/or Leonard.
- Tristero / Trystero
- "What do you call it, this world, in your language?" / "Gethen." / "You gave it no name of your own?" / "Yes, the First Investigators did.
They called it Winter."
- "I am without a face among men. I am not seen. I speak and am not heard. I come and am not welcomed. [...] Yet I still have my name:
Getheren is my name. That name I lay on this Hearth as a curse, and with it my shame. Keep that for me.
Now nameless I will go seek my death."
- But you broke your vow, throwing it away with your life. And now you cannot say my name."
This was true. Hode moved his white lips, but could not say his brother's name.
- Announcing me, "Genry Ai"—my name is Genly, but Karhiders can't say 'L'
- "Genry," I said, abandoning my 'L'.
- I stumbled out behind the rest and was mechanically following them when I heard my name.
I had not recognized it; for one thing the Orgota could say 'L'.
- It is hard, I found, to be called traitor. Strange how hard it is, for it's an easy name to call another man; a name that sticks, that fits, that convinces.
I was half convinced myself.
- "Please come this way, Mr. Ai," said a hurried person in red, and I was no longer a refugee.
I was set apart from those nameless ones with whom I had fled down a dark road and whose lack of identity I had shared all night in a dark room.
I was named, known, recognized; I existed. It was an intense relief.
- There was of course no chance of concealment in this life, and my nickname among prisoners and guards was, inevitably, "the Pervert."
- To wear a false name galls me, but nothing else would save me.
- But what is the sense of giving a boundary to all that, of giving it a name and ceasing to love where the name ceases to apply?
- Yet his name is a cry of pain.
- "No, call me by my name. If you can speak inside my skull with a dead man's voice then you can call me by my name!"
- Third person narration
- Free indirect speech
- Protagonist heard through the narrator
- Appearance of objectivity
- Humorous descriptions
- First person narration
- Free indirect discourse
- Slave narrative roots
- Naturalistic
- Editorial style
- Development of consciousness
- Circular narrative setup
- Change between prologue and epilogue
- Protagonist's narration post-epiphany
- First person narration
- Morally corrupt narrator
- Heavily biased
- Skillful twisting of reality, obscuring of bad acts
- Linguistic manipulation
- "True" story being relayed years later
- Foreword by other character
- Third person narration
- Limited omniscience
- Reader shares protagonist's confusion and uncertainty
- Open ending
- First person narration
- Subtle biases of narrator
- Multiple perspectives
- Various sources
- Epistolary
- Alienation/Isolation
- Ambition
- American Dream
- Aspirations
- Betrayal
- Deception/Falsehood
- Failure
- Family
- Human connection
- Identity
- Personal history
- Philosophy
- Reinvention
- Trust
- Acceptance
- Alienation/Isolation
- Community
- Conspiracy
- Discrimination
- Existentialism
- Identity
- Ideology
- Individualism
- Inequality
- Multiculturalism
- Neglect
- Otherness
- Philosophy
- Politics
- Power
- Race
- Reinvention
- Rejection
- Social hierarchy
- Sociology
- Attraction
- Conspiracy
- Deception
- Ethics
- Family
- Fantasy
- Hedonism/Indulgence
- Innocence
- Justification
- Love
- Manipulation
- Morality
- Obsession
- Power dynamics
- Revenge
- Secrecy
- Sexuality
- Youth
- Alienation/Isolation
- Art
- Binaries/Opposites
- Censorship
- Communication
- Conspiracy
- Corruption
- Love
- Mental illness
- Paranoia
- Politics
- Sexuality
- Adaptation
- Alienation/Isolation
- Binaries/Opposites
- Censorship
- Connection
- Cultural difference
- Diplomacy
- Failure
- Gender
- Identity
- Inequality
- Love
- Loss
- Multiculturalism
- Otherness
- Politics
- Relationships
- Religion
- Sexuality
- Social hierarchy
- Censorship
- Conspiracy
- Discrimination
- Hedonism/Indulgence
- History
- Human nature
- Identity
- Multiculturalism
- Music
- Politics
- Power
- Race
- Rationality
- Social movements
- Spirituality