I. The Question I don't know about you, but I live in a modern society. The mere definition of the word "modern" means "present day," so I guess it's safe to say that we're all existing in modern times. But, if this is true, then what the hell is "postmodern," and how can we possibly comprehend it? Even Norton Publishing, the experts on literary matters such as these, admit that "a work of fiction can reflect postmodern traits without necessarily belonging to a specific school or genre" (Geyh, Leebron, and Levy xi). We, as a society, have structured and given new meaning to a word which, based purely upon its roots, would most certainly be defined as "after the present day" -- things that have not yet happened. And the new meaning we've given to this word is sketchy at best -- no one has offered a particularly clear and concise definition. In fact, I searched several dictionaries dated from 1966 to 1983 for the word "postmodern," but it wasn't in any of them -- it took the "Oxford Modern English Dictionary" from 1992 to give me any definition (which I found rather ironic -- the word "postmodern" could only be found in a modern dictionary!). The definition given was "denoting a movement reacting against modern tendencies, esp. by drawing attention to former conventions" (Oxford 386). So, if I may extrapolate a bit, might postmodernism be called a movement which satirizes modernism? A reaction against something which achieves its sentiment by drawing attention to the problem... sounds like satire to me! But, does this definition -- the only one given among four dictionaries examined -- really hold true? Isn't postmodernism much more than mere satire? Or is satire all there is? Even the compilers of "Postmodern American Fiction: A Norton Anthology" wonder if postmodernism "could be anything more than a pale imitation or parody of the modernist achievement" (Geyh, Leebron, and Levy xvii). Let's take a look at literature. At what point does a work pass the thin foggy line between modern and postmodern? Many modern works use postmodern writing conventions, such as breaking the frame, multiple narrators, etc. -- just take a look at As I Lay Dying, which has passages in it written by a dead woman! "My father said that the reason for living is getting ready to stay dead ... because a man cannot know anything about cleaning up the house afterward ... and I [was] lying calm in the slow silence, getting ready to clean my house" (Faulkner 118-119). Yet this novel, with all of its intricacies and experimental techniques, is still considered by the literary community at large to be a work of modern fiction, and not a postmodern piece: "[on] the list of leading modernist authors [is] ... William Faulkner" (Geyh, Leebron, and Levy xvi-xvii). So what makes a work postmodern? Well, that's kind of a tricky question, isn't it. As far as I'm concerned, the works we've read for class are postmodern sheerly because we've read them for class, and the class is a postmodernism seminar. And since I can't write a paper defining postmodernism (I don't have nearly enough sources for that), I suppose I'll have to work in reverse: what techniques used in some of the books we've read for class make them postmodern rather than modern? Why were they included in our seminar? How can we be sure that they truly are postmodern works? II. The Proposal Yes, the proposal. How I'm going to accomplish this semi-monumental task. I promise you nothing: I am not God, nor am I some sort of literary genius. I'm an English major, and not even a pure one -- I've piggybacked an East Asian Studies major onto it. And I'm a slacker, and what a slacker! So here's the long and short of it: basically, I'm going to attempt to figure out why some of the works we've read for class are postmodern -- "I'm going to cut you open and tinker with your ticker" ("The Simpsons", FOX TV). And by "figure out", I don't mean prove to you or show you, but honestly figure out. I'm writing this as objectively as I can, knowing only that they've been considered postmodern by my professor and my classmates. Even after a whole seminar on postmodernism, I'm not sure I can verifiably define it, so I'm working solely with logical relation and theorization. As you read this revised essay, try to imagine me revising it, with books open all around me, strewn about like dirty, grimy clothing. Before each point I make, I am carefully looking over the heavily-edited first draft of this paper, deciphering Margot Kelley's cryptic suggestions (for she and I have very different minds which work in very different ways) and piggybacking them onto my own ultra-critical corrections. I'm actually very nervous and afraid. What if my revisions aren't good enough? What if I can't successfully prove that these books are postmodern, or that As I Lay Dying and other such works are not? It's an experiment - - a postmodern essay on postmodernism, if you will (and please do!). This has been verified by Margot Kelley herself. But, most of all, it's a unique ploy to get a good grade on a paper that I'm really not particularly qualified to be writing. So, let's begin (again), shall we? III. The Shaky but Hopeful Beginnings OK, I guess there's no time like the present -- or the modern! Get it? Ha ha ha! Anyway, I think the two works I'm going to focus on most heavily in this essay will be Toni Morrison's Jazz and Richard Powers's Three Farmers on Their Way to a Dance. Why? Because, of all the works we've read for class this semester, these two I feel I've understood the most. And, though I have no particular evidence to support the fact that these books are commonly considered to be postmodern, as I said, our senior seminar class for which they were assigned is a postmodernism seminar. Therefore, I'm going into this essay under the assumption that both books are postmodern, and what I'm hoping to get out of this essay is a bit more proof that they indeed are. And, quite frankly, I don't see either work as being particularly satirical, so it looks like my extrapolation of the only definition I got among four dictionaries is quite wrong. It just goes to show you, defining postmodernism is really really hard. So I have no definition to work with, either. Beautiful. I wonder if I've bitten off more than I can chew, or if my mouth is bigger than I thought... IV. Three Farmers on Their Way to Postmodernism Anyway, let's start with Three Farmers. Just from the few articles I've read thus far, there seems to be a lot of information on Toni Morrison, but very little on Richard Powers -- so let's tackle the obscurer of the two first, leaving me with less work to do later. The first step is to figure out what writing techniques Powers employs in this novel, and this is fairly easy. Right off the bat, he employs multiple narrators -- three of them, working in something resembling "shifts" from chapter to chapter. He employs the underused (but also non-postmodern) technique of ekphrasis, or description of a picture which is designed to repaint it in your mind: "The third [farmer] loiters behind the others in a fit of abstraction. He runs an experiment on how loosely he can hold a cigarette between his lips" (Powers 18). Powers also utilizes a smidgen of (also non- postmodern) synecdoche in regards to the photograph, and manages to relate his three narrators to one another through it -- "three young men from the turn of the century stand in a muddy road" versus "three men walk down a muddy road at late afternoon" (16-17), one describing the photograph and one describing the actions of the three men at the time of the photograph, a short moment in life captured on film and representing the lives of its subjects. And, in the story of the three Germans, Powers uses excellent dialect. As for genre, one could call this a character study piece, or perhaps an atmospheric work. Rather than being a plot-driven novel, Three Farmers seems more of an event-driven novel -- the order of events and perhaps even the results of them are inconsequential, but the connection or relation between them is crucial. First off, multiple narrators have been used in pre-postmodern works rather often. As I Lay Dying is notorious for its multiple narrators, and the concept stretches back as far as Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. Multiple narrators alone is not an inherently postmodern concept. However, the way in which multiple narrators are employed in Three Farmers is, to be fair, a rather unique one. Unlike The Canterbury Tales and As I Lay Dying, Three Farmers has chosen three narrators who, in the beginning, seem to have no relation to one another at all. In The Canterbury Tales, the narrators are all together, telling stories on a train; in As I Lay Dying, the narrators are all from one particular family, on a quest to bury Addie, and any non-familial narrators introduced are all people who were met and spoken with along the way. But in Three Farmers, we have three people who not only are from different families and circles, but even from different times -- and yet all three narrators have a purpose, and all three narrators are tied together in the end. This same phenomenon occurs in Love Medicine, which seems, at first glance, to bear all of the modernist qualities of As I Lay Dying, but does in fact share this quality of unrelated narrators being tied together in the end. Could this, then, be a reliably postmodern technique? Postmodernism is in fact thought of as incorporating "different textual genres and contradictory 'voices' within a single work, [and] fragmented or 'open' forms that give the audience the power to assemble the work and determine its meaning" (Geyh, Leedron, and Levy x). Note also that Three Farmers does something else rather unique in that the narrators don't all tell their stories in the first person, and not all of them have a name, nor personalities all that similar to one another -- "different textual genres and contradictory voices" (x) indeed! As I mentioned above, Three Farmers also relies rather heavily on the technique of ekphrasis. Once again, however, this technique existed long before the postmodern era, dating back to John Keats's "Ode on a Grecian Urn" and other such works. I've recently discovered, too, that this technique is not even postmodern. Nor is synecdoche. However, when the two are combined, the work seems to break new ground. The unique qualities possessed by Three Farmers may stem from its combination of ekphrasis and synecdoche. Not only is the photo of the three Germans being painted in our minds, but it's being used to represent something much larger. The entire life and times of the three farmers, everything they stood for and everything they once were, and indeed the first-person narrator's quest to find out about them -- it's all represented by a solitary photograph, described in exquisite detail by Richard Powers. Ekphrasis may not be postmodern, but even modern or conventional techniques can be made "new" if utilized in a new way. The deep and meaningful connection between the photograph and the three Germans, the first-person narrator's obsession with and acknowledgment of this connection, and the pursuit of information on the matter are, when put together, rather unique. After all, whatever deeper meanings one can extract from "Ode on a Grecian Urn," Three Farmers can top. One of the most telling signs of postmodernism in Three Farmers is the genre -- namely, the fact that the genre is so difficult to pin down! In much the same way as postmodern art films such as "The Red Violin," Three Farmers focuses on relationships and events rather than a continuous plot. Earlier works seem to shy away from this technique -- As I Lay Dying is absolutely linear, and The Canterbury Tales, while mostly a collection of short stories, is linked together by the train of storytellers, forcing a linear plot onto something that doesn't specifically need one. I'm sure I'm probably just forgetting something, but as far as I can recall, this particular writing technique, if it was in fact used in the modern era of literature, wasn't used a whole heck of a lot. So, until I can think of some way to disprove myself, I'm leaning towards the thought that event-not-plot-driven narrative (i.e. the focus on connections between events, regardless of time, rather than on linear event progression) is very definitely related to postmodernism. I'm probably wrong, but hey, what are you gonna do? V. Moving On to Jazz Now that that's settled (sort of), we can move on to Toni Morrison's Jazz. This work is quite a bit different from Three Farmers. Though it employs similar techniques as Three Farmers, such as the combination of synecdoche and ekphrasis, these qualities don't serve as primary as purpose as they do in Powers's novel. This work has a decidedly continuous story, which, though not necessarily told in order of occurrence, is quite central to the novel's purpose. Granted, Three Farmers had complete continuity as well, but it was split into three separate narratives, none of which had any direct connection to the other, but also none of which could've stood on its own without losing quite a lot of its purpose. In Jazz, there are about a half-dozen or so good narrators, but each one tells his or her own side of the same story (or a different part of the same story), and if all of these are pieced together, the "whole story" begins to form in the reader's mind. Every event listed in Jazz is related to every other event by family bloodlines or linear occurrence. Instead of splicing together three narratives through very loose and almost coincidental connections, Jazz tells one long story, but doesn't tell it all at once. In this way, Jazz is perhaps a bit more like As I Lay Dying, in which one overall goal is being sought, but every character sees the situation and the path to that goal differently. So the question is, once again, why is Jazz considered postmodern when As I Lay Dying is almost universally thought of as modern? This one is a bit more difficult to answer, because the similarities between these two works are striking. In some ways, As I Lay Dying may even delve deeper into postmodernism than Jazz, for it even offers a chapter from the point of view of the late Addie Bundren! The one thing Jazz does which may make it more of a postmodern work than As I Lay Dying is sympathize. This is virtually impossible to show through citations, but I'm sure anyone who's read both books would agree that, though we sympathize with some characters in As I Lay Dying, Faulkner's diction and overall literary style (for he does succumb to traditional prosaic techniques) make the characters seem a bit more distant than in Jazz. We may sympathize with characters in As I Lay Dying, but we are not made to sympathize with anyone as we are in Jazz. It's a terrible point to make in a literary essay, since no quotations can be used to prove this, but it's a very important point to make nonetheless. Postmodernism isn't always easy to explain. In fact, it's never easy to explain. That's why I have to explain it such a convoluted, ridiculous way as this. I also don't have a decent definition to work with, which means I have to rely on literary citations to prove my point. And I really haven't been doing too much of that, either. Getting back on track, though, one other particularly important aspect of Jazz is, well, jazz! The novel is set up in such a way that every chapter flows into one another, every event is told from many different people's points of view, and the accusations of one narrator usually seem to be followed by some sort of unwitting rebuttal by another. Basically, these are all the elements of typical jazz music: fluid transitions, variations on a theme, and call and response. The entire novel is written in such a way that it almost serves as a literary doppleganger for jazz music. The fact that the bulk of Jazz's cast is of African-American heritage makes this especially significant: "Postmodernity, especially in the social, political, and cultural spheres, provides a critical space to assess modernity and racial tradition and the cultural objects they produced" (Hogue 2). In other words, postmodernity (defined by Norton as "a historical period stretching from the 1960s to the present, marked by such phenomena as ... the increasing ethnic heterogeneity of the American population" [Geyh, Leebron, and Levy x]), a necessary and almost mutually inclusive aspect of postmodernism, gives us a chance to examine modernist works and works of racially diverse origin and what sorts of specific cultural symbols are present within them (in this case, jazz music). The suggestion here, of course, is that postmodernism is a very close cousin to modernism. One of the main differences is cultural introspection. A postmodern work is like a self-aware modern work. It knows what it's "supposed" to do, but sometimes chooses not to do it -- it "does not foreground formal difficulty, but combines formal innovation with shifts in context, tone, and audience to create forms of fiction that sometimes feel old but read anew" (Geyh, Leedron, and Levy xix). It also sometimes examines things a bit more closely that many modernist works might take for granted; perhaps something seemingly inane or generally not questioned, like jazz music. One other way in which Jazz differs from As I Lay Dying is in the role of the narrator -- and this may be the most telling difference of all. Whereas Faulkner's chapters each have their narrators announced to the reader, Morrison isn't as clear. Many of her chapters are told from the point of view of a given character, but there's also another layer of narration, an omniscient narrator with an almost voyeuristic feel who comments on what she (presumably she) sees, and scolds herself in the end for jumping to conclusions. It's almost as if Morrison herself is a character in Jazz. "The modernist author ... experiments with form to create a stream of consciousness so vivid that the author disappears, while the same author in 'postmodernist' mode creates ruptures, gaps, and ironies that continually remind the reader that an author is present -- if not ... entirely in control" (Geyh, Leedron, and Levy 1). This seems almost to be an absolute with modernist and postmodernist literature, and holds true in almost every case. VI. Intermission Dr. Margot Kelley, English Department, Ursinus College Tom, Sweetie, I don't know what to think. You made some good revisions, and seemed to pay a lot of attention to my comments, but I'm still seeing the whole "fucking with me" image in your paper. Still, you've given yourself a newer and better thesis than you had before, and this one is at least provable (albeit a bit flimsy). I was hoping for more from you, but I suppose this will have to do. You could've done better though, Sweetie, you know you could've. As it stands, C-. Dr. John Volkmer, English Department, Ursinus College Still needs more grain elevators. Add them. As it stands, C-. VII. The Very Tip of Page Ten, and Beyond! (Formerly The Second Third of Page Nine, and Beyond!) What a ludicrous idea that was. I sure hope it doesn't cost me my grade! Nonetheless, some good points were raised. This essay is designed to fuck with you, and fuck with you it shall! I suppose I'll pay for not straightening up and flying right -- but, as I promised you, I've continued to fly by the seat of my postmodern pants. Where will I go next? What great revisions will I make? Read on and discover, for you all are valued readers! To summarize what I've accomplished thus far (besides making an ass of myself): Firstly, I asked the question of whether or not postmodernism is mere satire. I then promptly forgot about this question, which is probably a good thing since it's pretty much untrue. Do read on for a better explanation of postmodernism (I know what's coming next because this is my second draft!). My evidence has supported the idea that postmodernism goes beyond satire -- rather that satirizing, it "resists and obscures the sense of modernism" and "implies a complete knowledge of the modern which has been surpassed by a new age" (Appignanesi and Garratt 4). In other words, it doesn't parody modernism, it completely bypasses or reinvents it. This is supported by the texts we've looked at: Three Farmers combines genres and time periods, has three seemingly unrelated narrators speaking in first- and third-person voices, and manages to relate them all together beautifully. Jazz has a half-dozen or so "narrators," an additional narrator who is her own separate character, tells one rather complex story from different voices and different perspectives, and does it all in jazzy, rhythmical language. And, weighing in on the side of modernism, As I Lay Dying breaks a frame or two, but pretty consistently tells a story from beginning to end, from many different but related narrators' points of view and from beyond the grave, but in a fairly dry and old-school way. Basically, Faulkner uses all sorts of well-established literary techniques and does some interesting things with them, but he still doesn't "resist and obscure the sense of modernism" (4) -- he just writes within it. So, basically, I just summarized everything I've written about so far in about one-eighth of the space. Er... again. And now I'm really worried. I didn't change that much of this paper, I just "updated" most of it. I just hope to get by, floating on the waves of mediocrity but never allowing myself to even slightly dampen my feet. After all, I am a slacker, and getting by is what slackers do best. VIII. Forget Everything You've Read So Far -- Here's a New Essay! In this modern age where bigger and better things are constantly being invented, to put it bluntly, "something's gotta give." As each new technology is introduced, it stands to reason that society, on the whole, would be affected by it, and would progress -- and literature, too, must progress [editor's note: this is the thesis!]. "One encounters frequently, in postmodernist writings, the claim that more-or-less recent scientific developments have not only modified our view of the world but have also brought about profound philosophical and epistemological shifts -- in short, that the very nature of science has changed" (Sokal and Bricmont 134). Postmodernist writing, therefore, might be better-suited with the name "neo-modernist." The meaning of postmodern seems not to be "that which comes after modern," but rather "that which redefines modern" -- to chart new ground and redefine the established norms in the process. "Even the fields of business organization and management have been reconceptualized, and in practice are being reconstituted, around the postmodern paradigm" (Best and Kellner 255). In other words, progressive or "new" modes of writing, writing which furthers literature into a new era. The modernists may be experimental, but the postmodernists don't even bother experimenting -- they just do, and hope that what they've done turns out OK. [Thesis paragraph: OK] For example, time and space, in a modernist piece, tends to be fairly standard. In William Faulkner's As I Lay Dying, the entire story moves from point A to point B, traveling through space and time in a fairly consistent linear fashion. "One of the main lines of attack on the formalism of structuralist [modern] analyses of narrative was their so-called synchronic orientation ... [which] dictated that meaning be analysed as a spatial structure in relation to a snapshot of the language system as a whole at any one time. It was a common perception that this banished time and history entirely from structuralist narratology, and yet ... the order and frequency of [the story's] events was one of the major concerns of the structuralists" (Currie 76- 77). Faulkner's tale, in which time, at the very least, is never even addressed as a concern, manages to still tell a story which takes place over time, and it is told completely sequentially. Compare this to Three Farmers or Jazz, the former of which tells three separate narratives from two separate points in history, each narrative by itself in sequence, and the latter of which tells one big story that spans many decades within a very jumpy and inconsistent nonlinear timeline. Both novels treat time in unique and new ways, which, though possibly [read: most likely] done before, have never become standard, have never been thought of as a modern method for sequential event scripting. Thus, these two novels, through treatment of time alone, have broken out of modernism and progressed into "neo-modernism" or postmodernism [what a dumb word, postmodernism! It's not post-anything except post-pre-modernism! I really would love to know what modern-day dolt thought that one up!] . [Evidence paragraph #1: OK] Not all aspects of a postmodern work have to be postmodern, however. Since the postmodern genre is so unpredictable and full of new ideas, techniques which are commonly thought of as postmodern may not be present in certain works, whereas certain modernist techniques may be. According to "The Postmodern Turn," postmodernists are known to "abandon naive realism and representational epistemology, as well as unmediated objectivity and truth, in favor of perspectivism, anti-foundationalism, hermeneutics, intertextuality, simulation, and relativism" (Best and Kellner 257). Yet Jazz certainly doesn't seem to practice anti- foundationalism or intertextuality (beyond the incorporation of jazz music), nor does Three Farmers abandon truth, and neither work seems to practice simulation to any great extent (though there are traces of it in each). But both Jazz and Three Farmers most certainly display perspectivism in the usage of multiple narrators, and relativism in the heavy use of photographs as synecdoche. Most striking, however, is the complete disparity between Three Farmers and a sweeping generalization made about postmodernism in the book "Postmodern Social Analysis and Criticism:" "Postmodernists loathe the use of explanatory models (or heuristic devices), because all phenomena are described in such a way that their social significance is distorted" (Murphy 20). Richard Powers, in complete contrast with this, seems to love explanatory models -- entire sections of Three Farmers are comprised of extremely complicated explanations designed to make certain plot details more easily understandable or certain descriptive phrases more ekphrastic, whether it be a history of the German photographer August Sander (Powers 39-46) or a remarkably detailed how-to on becoming a biographer (204-209). Yet Three Farmers, for all of its non-postmodernist techniques, still exhibits enough newness, enough originality, to transcend modernism. [Evidence paragraph #2: a bit jumpy, but some good points were made, so it's OK] In conclusion [the true definition of how not to begin a conclusion paragraph], postmodernism is not a particularly easy-to-define term [gee, where have we heard that before?]. It would be better classified as neo-modernism or some other similar term -- it doesn't exactly follow the modernist movement, it just seeks to redefine it, to make it newer and better. Modernism may experiment with new ideas, but postmodernism actually uses them. Postmodernism is "the next step" -- and as soon as that step is taken, a work must take the step after that in order to truly be postmodern. People have tried to define postmodernism using a set of boundaries and rules, but the whole point behind postmodernism is that it isn't bound by rules -- as long as it breaks the norm, as long as it surpasses modern writing techniques in some way, it is postmodern. Like technology, postmodernism represents literary progress -- when the CD player was first invented, for example, one could perhaps have called it a postmodern invention. Now, a CD player is merely a modern convenience, but the recent advent of DVD technology, perhaps still passable as a postmodern invention, has reset the standards for modernism and raised the ladder for postmodernism. As long as progress is made, as long as a new standard is set, postmodernism is achieved, and modernism is bumped up a notch [editor's note: restatement of thesis as conclusion -- nicely done!]. And so the cycle continues. Throughout time, there will always be the modern, the postmodern, and the people who try to define postmodern with a structured set of values. And, together, we can laugh at these people. Laugh and laugh and laugh. Because they're very dumb, and it's fun to laugh at the dumb. Peace out. [Conclusion paragraph: I tried, but I couldn't resist. Still, I surprised myself -- I made some pretty good points! What do you think, Dr. Kelley?] IX. Jammin' with Margot Kelley Dr. Margot Kelley It's a definite improvement. Quite a bit shorter than your first essay, but definitely better. The ending is wholly unnecessary, however. I'm sorry, Sweetie, but this is a serious essay and all you're doing is fucking with my head. Plus, if the essay functions as a whole (both individual essays functioning as one), you need some sort of viable overall conclusion. One which ties both essays together. You need to link together every aspect of your paper, postmodern or not, so that the whole thing flows and... well... has a point. Because right now, I still can't seem to figure out what your goal was. But, you've pulled yourself out of that rut, and I may even be generous enough to give you a C now. Good job! X. "Some Sort of Viable Overall Conclusion" (Lipschultz 14) A conclusion, huh? Jeepers, I'm gonna have to remind myself of what I wrote. It's hard keeping track of this many pages! And this isn't even the suggested twenty! OK, un momento por favor, I'm gonna read section VII of this paper again to remind myself of what I'd written before section IX. ... OK, makes sense. It seems that I started out by suggesting (in what I suppose might qualify as a thesis, though I'm not even sure what my thesis is anymore) that postmodernism may be a satirical take on modernism, but I think I've pretty sufficiently proven that it's not. Both of the essays contained within this essay, however, seem to point to one conclusion: postmodernism is not a specific, definable concept, and is not subject to a lot of rules and regulations, but instead is clearly "the next step" from what is currently modern. Morrison and Powers took this step -- they each broke new ground in their respective novels. And since my goal, stated very clearly in section II, was to prove that these two works we've been reading are in fact postmodern, I think I've achieved my goal, haven't I. So, to be cocky, I must now say, "in your face, Space Coyote!" ("The Simpsons", FOX TV). The problem with postmodernism, however, is that it's always changing: as new literary techniques are developed, they are very quickly integrated into modernism, at which point postmodernism becomes even more difficult to achieve. This paper is postmodern -- by the standards set by itself, anyway. It is a formal essay, yet it addresses the reader, it features heavy commentary on itself, it includes the narrator's voice, and it utilizes multiple narrators (all of which are fictional, of course -- there's really no such person as "Dr. Margot Kelley" or "Dr. John Volkmer." in Ursinus College's English department, and any likenesses they may have to any real professors are completely coincidental). It shifts in and out of serious content, it quotes itself, it features an "essay within an essay," and it grades itself along the way. It has broken ground that I feel it's safe to say has not been broken before. Has it set a new standard for essayists, though? Will this style of essay-writing ever become "the norm"? Personally, I hope to God it won't -- which kind of disproves my whole paper, doesn't it. This paper will never become a "modernist essay" -- it's permanently stuck in postmodernism. And if it's possible to be stuck in postmodernism, without any real chance of becoming modernist, then doesn't it stand to reason that definitions and standards for postmodernism can be set? I suppose the answer is yes -- as I said, I'm not God, nor a literary scholar by any means. I'm just an English major, and not even a pure one. And I'm a slacker, and what a slacker! But I was so sure that my theories on postmodernism were correct -- after all, they made perfect sense with the body of evidence I used on them. On the other hand, assuming that my concept of a postmodernism that infallibly integrates itself with modernism holds true, we must invariably ask the question, what is this paper? If not postmodern, then what? "Since your paper is breaking new stylistic ground in an attempt to invalidate postmodernism, your paper itself becomes an example of what can only be called 'post- postmodernism'" (Nathan Rosen, Ursinus College Junior, Communications major). This definitely complicates matters. So, in conclusion (there's that terrible conclusion statement again!), I don't know what the hell to say. I've written fifteen pages, and what have I proven? I suppose I've proven one of my original statements: "the new meaning we've given to this word [postmodern] is sketchy at best -- no one has offered a particularly clear and concise definition" (Lipschultz 1). So was that my thesis statement, then? Or am I just toying with you once more? "Can't it be both?" ("The Family Guy", FOX TV). I guess I've also proven that Three Farmers and Jazz can be thought of as postmodern, at least by one definition of the word. And, perhaps most importantly of all, I've proven that postmodernism is hard to comprehend and, in some ways, rather subjective. Different authors and different scholars may perceive postmodernism in different ways. All I know is that, for me, postmodernism is one hell of a complicated topic to write about, but it's also a pretty damn fun concept. This paper began as something difficult, something beyond me. I had major writer's block, and was sitting in front of the screen frustrated as all git-out. I had no fun writing this, and the end was nowhere in sight. Now I'm on page 17, and ready to wrap it up -- again. And I'm satisfied. I don't see me getting an A on this essay, but I don't care -- I've written the best damn essay I can write, and I've put more work into this than into anything I've ever written before. If I fail, especially now, after putting my time and energy into what I consider to be a damn good revision, then I will be very mad. And when I get mad, I get vengeful. Er, did I say vengeful? I meant... uhhh... happy! Anyway, I flew by the seat of my pants, yadda yadda yadda -- my postmodern pants -- and found myself circling the globe, eventually landing, lightly, in a grain elevator somewhere in rural Pennsylvania. And now that I've landed, I don't ever want to fly again. Please don't make me go back up there. It's scary, and there are vultures. XI. Final Comments -- You Were Pretty Hard On Me! Dr. John Volkmer Excellent. The grain elevator at the end is all I needed. A-. Dr. Margot Kelley (for real this time) Tom -- your essay is postmodern in the ways you've identified. But it doesn't fulfill the assignment. And if you note the highlighting, you'll see that when the games are stripped away, you've got about 4-5 pages of actual content that responds to the assignment. I recognize that this playful approach might seem like an appropriate choice in a PM seminar. However, it doesn't actually succeed. I need to be sure you are capable of responding in a sophisticated way to the texts we've engaged in seminar, that you can work well with theoretical + critical resources, and that you can develop + support an original thesis and argument. I cannot do that with this sort of essay. Please revise according to more conventional lines, even if doing so seems paradoxical to you. This paper would not earn a passing grade for this assignment. (Lipschultz rough draft 16- 17, written by Dr. Margot Kelley) XII. Rebuttal "content that responds to the assignment" -- done. I've modified my thesis. Now, much of the evidence that previously didn't respond to the assignment DOES. "sophisticated" -- this word is very subjective. Many people, myself included, consider "The Simpsons" to be a sophisticated show. Others consider it to be tacky and unrefined. Due to the subjectivity of this word, I'm going to have to say that sophistication is irrelevant. In other words, "you've gotta do better than that to keep me down!" : ) "according to more conventional lines" -- why? Isn't it enough that I complete the assignment? Lighten up, Teach! Unbuckle your belt, sit back, kick up your heels, and live a little! ...or live a lot... ...until one day... ...you die... ...by the seat... ...of your postmodern pants...