PathfindersMain MenuIntroduction to PathfindersAn introduction to Pathfinders with detailed information about the projectJudy Malloy's Uncle RogerJudy Malloy's Opening PageJohn McDaid's Uncle Buddy's Phantom FunhouseJohn McDaid's opening page for Uncle Buddy's Phantom FunhouseShelley Jackson's Patchwork GirlThis is the opening page of the Jackson Reading Path for Patchwork GirlBill Bly's We DescendBill Bly's opening pageTraversals and Interviews DocumentationThe documentation used for the traversals and InterviewsAuthors' and Contributors' BiosThe bios of those who authored and produced PathfindersReferences and For Further ReadingBooks, essays, and non-print media informing PathfindersDene Grigarae403ae38ea2a2cccdec0313e11579da14c92f28Stuart Moulthrop9c9acb26cbb23cd18ff78c8d37fb155e3ea862a5Nouspace Publications | Washington State University Vancouver
“Perhaps the true paradigmatic work of the era, Shelley Jackson’s elegantly designed, beautifully composed Patchwork Girl offers the patient reader, if there are any left in the world, just such an experience of losing oneself to a text, for as one plunges deeper and deeper into one’s own personal exploration of the relations here of creator to created and of body to text, one never fails to be rewarded and so is drawn ever deeper, until clicking the mouse is as unconscious an act as turning a page, and much less constraining, more compelling.” — Robert Coover
Jackson provides a strong statement about her vision at her Public Lecture, entitled “The Shelley Jackson Vocational School for Ghost Speakers and Hearing-Mouth Children,” given for Pathfinders, on Friday, October 18 at Angst Gallery. She says:
Literature is training in doing without oneself. The writer does not write as herself, of herself, or in her own words. The reader hollows herself out in turn, to play host to a host of voices. If she does this, for the most part, fearlessly and with ease, it is because she is, we are really already hollow. *mouth All speech is a speaking as if—as if one were a person. As if these were one’s own thoughts. They are not; our words, our thoughts, these emphatically included, are not our own, just borrowed for a while. We exist, if you like, but only as fictional characters do. At death, we all fall out of character, and into the world. But some perform this interesting operation before death, and that is the origin of literature.
It is not ordinarily the origin of nonfiction, on whose domain I am trespassing today, but then, not knowing its place is literature’s place. If it scales its retaining walls, however, it is not to usurp the standard of the factual, but to plant in its place its own equivocal ensign, the bend sinister of the pretender.
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