Shall I compare thee to a winters night?

     I can say that the transition of seasons has always been present in my life. Of course, everyone feels this to some extent, controlling their ability to wear shorts or go skiing. I found I classify different feelings with each season, hold different memories and acquire different moods. Almost everyone has a favorite season for whatever reason, but I find them a great example of positive change. Their diversity is good for not only me, but the world. Each season calls for new adaption, the plants and animals that had been hiding away all winter are able to blossom and reproduce in the next seasons. The thing I love about seasons is how they are constant. If it's been a rough winter, at least you know spring will come and eventually summer. Rainy days can't last forever (well debatable if you live in Oregon). Its one of these prebuilt schedules, like day and night. Weather, something people consider one of the most unpredictable things, is a major part in seasons that are completely predictable.

      With seasons being one of these super prominent things in our lives, its no doubtfully one of the most resourced things in creativity. I urge you to try listening to the top 40 radio for an hour this time of year and not hearing a single lyric about 'endless sun summer party all night long'. Even turn it to the classical station and a powerful and beautiful melody that was composed to remind you of summer by Vivadis Four Seasons concerto. Kind of like them, we cannot hide from the inspiring, referring and personifying of seasons everywhere.
      My favorite literary example of this is the classic Great Gatsby. Even with the last time I read this book being freshmen year, found the changing of seasons extremely relevant. Maybe this is partially because of the widely spread time lapse of the book, but it definitely was done with a purpose. The story starts at the beginning of Summer. I think this was done to show a fresh new start, just like the newly bloomed flowers. The summer is like how Gatsby is feeling, new and hopeful for his relation with Daisy. As the few months of summer ellaspse, so does their relationship. The peak of summer would be his dreams of being with Daisy coming true. They both feel this summer has brought them brand new feelings for each other and feels like some kind of fantasy. But as summer comes to an end, a sense of reality comes back and results in a kind of downfall. Gatsbys relation with Daisy begins to fall apart and the story continues. For Gatsby, Summer played the part of "the fall". The only thing on his mind was fulfilling his love interest, all of his darkness and secrets seemed to simply not exist and wouldn't cause a problem then. This is a theme that's been explored before, a time obsolete to the rest of the year where the possibilities seem new and endless. Summer is a time of peace and comfort, contrasting to harsher weathers of other seasons. In chapter 20 Thomas C. Foster often nods to Shakespeare's constant use of seasons. The one that comes to my mind is sonnet 18 his famous personification, "Shall I compare thee to a summers day?" Sounds lovely, doesn't it? I'm sure she was flattered.

                                                      summer lovin, happened so fast! 

"Check Please!" And Other Delicious Table Talk

Nice to Eat With You: Acts of Communion is the chapter I have chosen to explore. In this chapter of How To Read Like A Professor, Foster examines the idea of what a meal is all about. Not the silverware, specialty dishes or drinks of the meals, but rather the underlying themes that come with them in novels. He has many different ways of processing this. Most prominent of which is that whatever, wherever or however people are having a meal together, its a communion. Weather positive or negative, Foster says the choice of sharing meals is a way of communicating “I’m with you, I like you, we form a community together.”  Amazing, how such a broad subject such as eating with others can be defined in this small statement. This made me think about how we view the world with emotions, and how everything around us is then controlled by them. Say if you are in love with someone and go out to dinner with them, it makes the dinner act and feel different then, say, a dinner with another person that you have un-fond memories of. I'd say thats one of the most amazing things about human nature, the ability to create our own tint of the worlds sunglasses based on what is inside only us. Of course the things that happen around us can effect and control our emotions, but they aren't feeling them for us. Only we can do that!  

Nighthawks, a painting by Edward Hopper 

Perhaps its because of another main point made in this chapter.  Foster states that sometimes a meal is just a meal and eating with others is simply eating with others. But more often than not, though, it’s not. This immediately reminded me of a novel I read not but about four months ago. It was Franny and Zooey by J. D. Salinger. If you have read the book you will probably know why it came to my mind with this chapter. Nearly the entire half of the novel that is said by Frannys point of view, is about the meal. Lane and Franny attend a lunch specifically at a restaurant that is known to have students dine there who are very intellectual. This small detail already gives a nod to Fosters Freud like point and gives the meal a moreover meaning then before. Franny is unhappy with the connotations that come with this restaurant because they stand against how she would ideally like Lane to be. Lane treats being at this setting like ego booster and image creator. Their reasons for being together in this place at this moment are already different. Their contrasting outlooks cause a kind of roof over the story that is otherwise, at this point, just two people going out for lunch. Yet it all boils down to the fact that a meal situation was chosen in this novel to demonstrate necessary intimacy. They are falling out of love because they are in a place where the only person they are communicating with are each other. 

Weather the significance in in the nervous fiddling of a napkin or the fatal poison that lie in an unknowings cup, eating together stands as a strong form of symbolism in a novel.