Next week is the 2018 Northeast Popular Culture Association conference at Worcester State University: https://nepca.blog/2018-conference/

I will be presenting my paper on Friday October 19th, entitled Frankenstein‘s Justine Moritz: the Female Monster and Her Body. I analyze Plato and Aristotle’s construction of the female body as deformed and dysfunctional, i.e. monstrous, in the context of Frankenstein, and how the embodiment philosophy of George Lakoff and Mark Johnson suggests an alternative view of both male and female bodies.

If you’re in the area, come show your support.

The sidelines are lonely,

must I always look on?

At vessels bound for shores,

I will never set foot upon?

 

Though not my crusade,

in fight I wish to partake,

Though no spoils I gain,

I go for goodness’ sake.

 

Yet, if on green not my own,

my foot presumes to tread,

my peers will disparage me,

wishing to work alone instead. 

 

Excerpt from The Road

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A tingling sensation washed over her… happiness! She opened her eyes only to find her feet weren’t on the ground. In fact, she didn’t have any feet at all! She was a strawberry on the bush she had been kneeling over just a few moments ago. The tingling sensation was so strong that she started singing and dancing. She couldn’t help it! Everything around her seemed brighter and more beautiful.

The strawberry in disguise began to cry. She had lost so much, and in turn became lost herself. But she also remembered what the wise strawberry said, “…you’re still sweet and sunny and bright.”

As hard as it was, she let go. The little girl let go of being afraid, and worrying about what other people could do. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let go.