http://steel-not-glass.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] steel-not-glass.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-10-26 01:42 am
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Is A Cigar Just A Cigar, Tuesday, Period 3

"So last week, we discussed how sex is almost always symbolic of something else in literature," Cindy said. And they'd handled the discussion so well, too. Their reaction wasn't why she was continuing the theme--after all, it was on the syllabus--but it did make it all the more amusing. "Sex can stand in for rebellion, for life, for death, for power. Anything at all, except sex. But that's okay: everything else makes up for it. There's tons of sex in literature, it's just not always evident at first glance."

She leaned against the desk again. "Sex very rarely looks like sex when it's first introduced. We have two groups to thank for this: Sigmund Freud and his fellow psychoanalysts and the arbiters of good taste before the modern era, most specifically, the Victorians. In the Victorian age, honest, bald, unhidden sex was nearly impossible to find in polite literature. Shakespeare was edited, fairy tales Bowdlerized, and even chair and table legs were covered by draping fabric so no one would be sullied by the idea that furniture had limbs and so did people. Interestingly enough, with Thanksgiving either just past or around the corner, depending on your view, that's where we got the terms 'white' and 'dark' meat, because asking for a slice of chicken breast or a turkey leg was unsuitable for dinner. But just because sex was unmentionable doesn't mean it was unthinkable. Which is why pornography was so prevalent. But because people liked to pretend they didn't care about it, writers had to find ways to slip it in--" pun not intended "--in such a way that everyone could know what was going on and the censors could pretend it didn't count."

"This idea of sex-disguised as Other got a real jump after Freud published The Interpretation of Dreams in 1900 and introduced the idea of phallic imagery. Anything tall, long, and thing? Secretly a penis. Anything round, deep, or curving? A vagina." Look, kids, she was even using the proper terms here. If you were embarrassed, get over it. "Suddenly it puts things like the Arthurian mythos into a whole new perspective. What's the grail quest? A story about a young man equipped with a lance sent off to find a chalice, an empty vessel, and upon finding it, brings newfound fertility through a parched and famine-stricken land. You don't need a degree in psychology to figure out some of the symbolism there. Don't believe me? Watch this scene from the end of North by Northwest, produced under the Hayes Code of Hollywood. Please note how he refers to the actress--who'd been Eve Kendell throughout the film--as Mrs. Thornhill, his last name in that last scene."

"Still not enough? Let's talk about the basic plot of a famous short story often taught in school. It's about a young boy who wants to please his mother very much and 'he went about with a sort of stealth,' engaging in a constant, strenuous physical activity all by himself. It's rhythmic and frenetic--even frenzied. It makes his sisters and the adults in the house uncomfortable. When he's done, his eyes have a 'strange glare' in them and when he's done, when he 'gets there' as he calls it, he is transported for a moment before he sinks back down, exhausted. What does that sound like to all of you?" Cindy looked out at the students, eyebrow raised. She was curious if someone would be willing to say what most of them, at least, were thinking. "In this case, the boy, Paul, is riding his rocking-horse, but D.H. Lawrence--you remember him from last week, right?-- read Freud and consciously used a lot of psychoanalytic thinking in his stories."

"Now, writing disguised sex isn't so much about creating witty double-entendres or using or being so blatantly obvious about what you really mean that your average twelve year old can understand. It needs to take more an a nudge and a wink to get your point across. The easiest way is to chose a single metaphor and stick with it: food is often used, because not only is it the shared act of consuming, but it also opens up a world of suggestive vocabulary: gnawing, sucking, leering, slurping, licking, groaning. A properly-written meal can sound like something out of the back pages of a certain kind of magazine only read for the articles. Keys are also often used, as they're both phallic and suggestive of house and home. I'm sure you can all catch the symbolism behind a woman who won't let her husband toss his keys into the bowl her lover gave her, or a man singing about how his woman changed the locks on her door and now his key won't fit." She handed out the lyrics while Move It On Over began to play.

"For our class activity today, you're going to write a sex scene. One that contains no sex at all. Pick your metaphor and run with it. It doesn't have to be about two people--Paul's rocking-horse and Thorogood's keys certainly weren't. But you have to write something with sex as a central theme that doesn't explicitly mention sex anywhere. You may begin."

[All links should be SFW, though both the clip and the song have sound.]

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[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-10-26 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Dana Scully
Edited 2010-10-26 06:02 (UTC)

Re: Class Activity: Write about sex

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-10-26 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Scully... was not thrilled about this. And yet. She had an idea. Remembering a tattoo that no longer existed.

She might have been drawing the Ouroboros (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c9/Scullyouroboros.jpg) on her page, and then biting her lip, and writing.

She lay down, cushioned her head on her hands, and tried not to flinch as the needle buzzed against her skin. Her fingers clenched around her new friend's....

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[identity profile] see-beyond.livejournal.com 2010-10-26 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
Jonas

Re: Class Activity: Write about sex

[identity profile] see-beyond.livejournal.com 2010-10-26 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
Jonas...was pretty sure he couldn't do this. He hadn't gotten close to achieving the actual act himself so writing about it, even without making it sound like sex, was going to be a challenge.

He scrawled and then crossed out several things while he pondered the assignment.
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[personal profile] awakestheghosts 2010-10-26 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
Chloe Saunders
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[personal profile] awakestheghosts 2010-10-26 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
This would be Chloe trying to sink down in her chair, yes.
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Re: Class Activity: Write about sex

[personal profile] awakestheghosts 2010-10-26 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
You would think that with as many bad scenes that she had seen in movies or read in scripts that this assignment would be a breeze.

You would think wrong.

Chloe spent a great deal of time staring at her paper and trying to figure out what to write.
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[personal profile] furnaceface 2010-10-26 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Jonothon Starsmore
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[personal profile] furnaceface 2010-10-26 12:17 pm (UTC)(link)
... Jonothon loved this class.

Jonothon loved this class very much. He was already trying to come up with an apt metaphor to work with, here, and his mind was practically singing with suggestions.
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Re: Class Activity: Write about sex

[personal profile] furnaceface 2010-10-26 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, lord, Jonothon was going to have fun with this. He considered for a moment, plotting where he was going to go with this, before nodding and putting his pen to his paper.

She watched, breath held without her even realizing, as his fingers played along the strings of his guitar, creating music the likes of which she'd never been interested in before. But there was something in the way he played, something in the way he took the edge off of notes that would have otherwise struck her as sharp and wild, and made them into something softer, milder. Changed them into something welcoming, instead.

She closed her eyes, letting the music carry her away, and didn't open them again until the song had ended. The two of them sat, embracing the silence, reflecting on the melody that he'd shared with her. And then, finally, she tossed a coin into his open guitar case and she spoke.

"Do you take requests?"
Edited 2010-10-26 12:37 (UTC)

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[identity profile] didntchewgrass.livejournal.com 2010-10-26 12:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Elphaba Thropp
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[personal profile] furnaceface 2010-10-26 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
I looooove this lesson. Perhaps to an unhealthy degree. And I want to write a billionty more no-sex sex scenes now, but I refrain only because I'm going to have to leave for class in twenty minutes.

I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS ONE FOR WEEKS, NU.

Re: Class Activity: Write about sex

[identity profile] didntchewgrass.livejournal.com 2010-10-26 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Elphaba would just be sitting there, her head buried in her arms on her desk. There was no way she'd be able to do this assignment.

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[identity profile] didntchewgrass.livejournal.com 2010-10-26 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
While Elphaba wouldn't be able to participate in the activity, she had no qualms with stating simply. "The boy is engaging in a sexual act, or at least that's the idea of what it's supposed to sound like. Otherwise you wouldn't mention it in the class."
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-10-26 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Emma Frost
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Jaime Reyes

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