Tuesday, December 15, 2020

Readings in the Republic

 



The late great mythologist Joseph Campbell once remarked that an individual should find someone - whether that someone be a writer or philosopher or artist or what have you - who really and truly inspires them. Who sets their whole heart and soul ablaze with insight and inspiration, who catapults them into a universe where they've never visited but nonetheless immediately feel alive and at home. 

But he didn't stop there. Not only should an individual find someone like that, he argued, but said individual should then research and go back and find who inspired them. And then who inspired them. And so on and so forth. And once a person did this, the universe would unfold in a marvelously consistent and harmonious manner. 

As my current Philip Pullman-inspired reading illustrates (see above), this is precisely what I have chosen to do, and I am seldom disappointed. Part of this is necessity, as I am timidly starting to do research and take notes for my potential book on all of the Pullmanverse, much in the style of my other McFarland Press work

That is particularly true with my copy of Northern Lights, as I am lining up possible themes and quotes and all of that while rereading. I have already written a post on Eternity's Sunrise, which is an exploration of the imaginative world of William Blake. Next up is my superlative edition of Paradise Lost, written by John Milton and boasting wonderful illustrations by Gustave Dore. Lastly is a souvenir guide I purchased on Amazon exploring the Bodleian Library, a place I would very much like to visit and one of acute importance to Pullman and the alternate Brytain he created. 

For anyone eager to take Campbell's advice and allow the universe to bloom and flower into its full, inspired potential, I do have some initial suggestions for this in relation to Pullman. The first and most simple being to follow the trail of breadcrumbs he himself lays out across his numerous books and essays and lectures. 

It goes without saying that one should plumb the depths of his seminal nonfiction piece, Daemon Voices: On Stories and Storytelling. After that, Pullman himself outlines his major influences in the back of The Amber Spyglass. While he unhesitatingly admits to stealing "from every book" he has ever read (shades of Tennyson's "I am a part of all that I have met" here?), he does give particular credit to three works for HDM - namely the poet William Blake, Milton's Paradise Lost, and Heinrich Von Kleist's "On the Marionette Theater."

I fully support the bit about William Blake, as Pullman himself is currently the acting President of the Blake Society in London. In your aim to become a Pullman Scholar, I certainly recommending watching videos like this address to said Society. Paradise Lost is a given, as it is not only a profound staple of the Western canon (which yes, does still exist no matter what some may politically protest), but is a staple of HDM itself. I also highly recommend reading "On the Marionette Theater," as it is not only rich in HDM allusions (see the bit about fencing with a bear, Will and Iorek-style!), but is short and immediately accessible on the internet. 

For literary and intellectual journeys beyond that, I will certainly be providing a hopefully pretty comprehensive guide with the eventual bibliography for my aforementioned HDM and The Book of Dust tome. I would also unhesitatingly recommend any good and reasonably comprehensive collection of Romantic poetry, such as one which I recently finished, not just Blake. And again, Pullman has greatly influenced my understanding of and appreciation for poetry, as I explored in great length a few months ago in this post on Edgar Allan Poe. 

But in the meantime, there a few other books which I have found to be essential to the reading and understanding of Pullman's work, particularly his latest literary exploits in The Book of Dust. The first two he directly referenced in one of his most sublime poetic articles, initially printed in The Guardian here. Both of them are about William Blake, but like Pullman's own work, they encompass far more than that. 

The first book is Roderick Tweedy's The God of the Left Hemisphere: Blake, Bolte Taylor and the Myth of Creation, and it is a masterclass on the relationship between the right and left hemispheres of the brain, as well as Blake's mapping out of them over two hundred years ago. I cannot say enough good things about it, as it is one of those rich, life-altering works that come along quite rarely. 

The second referenced is curiously along those exact same lines, and is Iain McGilchrist's The Master and His Emissary: The Divided Brain and the Making of the Western World.  McGilchrist has become a bit of a celebrity on YouTube in his own right, and I first referenced his work in my review of Serpentine

At any rate, it is equally extraordinary, as is the best kind of seminal philosophy that makes sense of the world for you in a way that nothing ever has, yet immediately feels eerily familiar. With cross fertilization in the fields of neuroscience and literature alike, McGilchrist is a tour de force, outlining not the way in which the hemispheres do different things, but rather do the same things completely differently, shifting the way we perceive the entire world in the process. 

Granted, The Master and His Emissary is a demanding work of enormous length, and I admit I personally have not navigated the entire book. However, I believe it offers incredible insight not only into our world, but the worlds of Philip Pullman as well, specifically the human-daemon relationship and bond. If nothing else, I wildly and enthusiastically recommend this lecture given to the Blake Society by McGilchrist. It is a favorite of Pullman's as well. 

Lastly, I will suggest Philip Goff's Galileo's Error: Foundations for a New Science of Consciousness as a must-read for Pullman scholars. Again, Pullman is the one who introduced me to Goff's work, as it delves heavily into one of his favorite subjects - consciousness. And not simply the kind that resides somewhere behind the eyes and between the ears of human beings, but potentially everywhere and in everything, as explored in both of his trilogies. 

Goff and Pullman have even engaged in conversations together, and will be a subject of another separate blog post. 

Well, hopefully this posting has not been too lengthy, but has served as a meaningful introduction to the kind of things that interest me, and will hopefully interest others. I do find Campbell's advice about seeking out those deep reservoirs of wisdom and information from those who have inspired those who have inspired us to be a profound piece of advice. Clearly it has guided a lot of my own life and work. I would certainly suggest it for anyone who is into the academic game of the real-world Jordan Scholar. 

i say follow those trails of insight like Ariadne's thread, as if your very life might depend on them. Because the depth and richness of it most probably will. 

Not to mention, it is certainly a very Republic of Heaven sort of thing to do ...





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Thursday, December 10, 2020

Philip Pullman, Michael Sheen, and a Great Conversation

 



Well, compared to my recent dissertation on the eventual fate of Lyra and The Book of Dust trilogy, this one will be quite (mercifully?) short. 

Happily, YouTube is currently overflowing with a steady stream of Philip Pullman content, and this is one of my favorites. It was filmed not too long after the release of La Belle Sauvage, courtesy of Penguin Random House. No big revelations here, but some great accents and conversation. 

I was first introduced to Michael Sheen via the Underworld movies from long ago. Later, I had the sublime experience of listening to him narrate the return to Lyra's world in La Belle Sauvage and I even managed to obtain a rather inexpensive copy of The Secret Commonwealth audio on Amazon not long after it came out. He does a superb job all around, and absolutely holds up with the full-cast audio versions of His Dark Materials, which is saying something

Sheen is a good interviewer, no doubt inspired by the fact that he is a genuine fan of Pullman's work. Here he enthusiastically leads him through the familiar thickets of the latter's love of language, beginning with poetry - with appreciated shout-outs to "Kubla Khan" and "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner." I particularly enjoyed the unapologetic blame Pullman aims at his harmonica holder back in the 1960s for his failure to be another Bob Dylan. 

Sheen and Pullman also banter quite nicely together throughout, as they discuss the challenges of performing accents while recording audio books. They know how to entertain a crowd, and clearly enjoy holding their attention. Too bad it isn't longer. 

But again, the overall tone and energy of the interview carries through because of Sheen's love of the worlds of His Dark Materials and beyond. When he recounts his own need to grieve over the resolution of Lyra and Will's relationship, everyone in the audience can no doubt emotionally relate. Best of all, Sheen even took his place beside all those parents who named their children Lyra, as that was what he christened his own daughter not long ago

Anyway, I can't recommend the audiobooks enough, and here is another great little interview with Sheen himself as he talks about narrating The Secret Commonwealth.
 



Coming Soon - my review of the 2007 Golden Compass movie! 



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Thursday, December 3, 2020

Into This Wild Abyss (Of Speculation)

 



While speculation on works of fiction is rarely my default setting, some talks and walks online and off have nonetheless teased me into exactly that. Specifically, various thoughts and ideas have taken root and grown regarding the end to the most famous and epic of Philip Pullman's stories. 

With the writing slowly but steadily progressing, Pullmanites still wait with baited breath concerning the final - and as of yet, unnamed - novel in The Book of Dust trilogy. 

After reading and partaking in some online discussions concerning the final story's conclusion, as noted I started to do what I seldom gravitate toward, which is speculate on how events may turn out. Normally, I am most content to allow other writer's narratives to remain their own, and let them walk unfettered in the undiscovered countries of their own creativity. 

Nonetheless, after delving into Daemon Voices yet again - that seminal and ever-important collection of essays and lectures on writing and storytelling - patterns rather relentlessly started to form. This exercise isn't an attempt to tease out specific plot elements, because I have no idea and don't really want to know what will definitively happen. Rather, I'm just inching around the general shape and form of the conclusion, not specific events or even structure so much as theme

This third novel will, after all, be one of Philip Pullman's last definitive statements on the ideas and inspirations that have been the flint sparking his indelible imagination since he first fell in love with poetry as a fifteen or sixteen year old. It will also finally wrap up his most beloved body of work which he started writing far back in the nineties. He has hinted around composing his memoirs next, which I would kill - or at least seriously maim - to read. But as far as Lyra and Pantalamion and their world of Dust and daemons, this is it. 

So what might be some of the final things Pullman may say about all those themes so near-and-dear to his heart - themes such as art, love, meaning, imagination, creativity, consciousness, education, the physical world and its connection to the physical universe, etc.? As much as I try to stay current on any articles or interviews Pullman is involved with, fortunately for the purposes of this post we have a relative wellspring of his personal thoughts on all of these topics, the aforementioned Daemon Voices. It is such a vital source for me on writing and narrative I recently ordered the paperback version, as my hardcover is already fraying around the edges. 


Oh, and perhaps needless to say, spoilers ahead all the way up to the final book thus far, The Secret Commonwealth

To begin with, in his essay "The Writing of Stories," Pullman references a book by both an English professor and cognitive scientist, and is titled The Literary Mind. Namely, it is about stories, specifically "how we recognize, predict, relate our experiences to them, and so on." He describes them as "image schemas," and Pullman realized one in His Dark Materials, when he was about halfway through writing it. A repeating pattern unfolded, one "in which two things that are so closely bound together that they functioned as one are split apart, and function from then on as two." 


For a lot of us, this splitting apart is most vividly reflected in the parting of Lyra and Will at the end of The Amber Spyglass. Pullman chronicles the pattern throughout though, noting that the "most dramatic" for many early readers of the series was learning the children being kidnapped by the Oblation Board were being brutally separated from their daemons. He admits this is meant to be shocking, "by establishing early on the tightness, the complete unity, of the daemon-body pair," to the point that it's practically inconceivable that this most primal of unions should be broken. 

This necessitates an essay to work through, but I will first suggest that the "image schema" that will play out in the third book will be the inverse. As His Dark Materials (and narrative fault lines following into the chronological follow-up The Secret Commonwealth) was often about things being split apart, perhaps the movement in the final crescendo here will be things that are split apart coming back together. 

Narratively and thematically the only other big creative possibility I can really see is that elements already apart and alienated become even more so, erupting in what basically amounts to a great gulf or divide, and the story remains split down the middle. Pretty depressing, and also not very republican in the Republic of Heaven sense. 

Indeed, I personally would add - despite the heartbreaking ending for our two protagonist which stole many tears from me - that the first trilogy was a very real triumph for life and the universe at large. After all, the kingdom did fall, opening up the possibility of the republic, and reality was all but regenerated. 

K6illing the Imposter God examines this very well, as I recall. 

And most importantly for our purposes here, this was made possible by seemingly disparate or even alien entities ultimately being profoundly one. Things that were explicitly two were actually implicitly one, as discovered most dramatically by Mary Malone concerning the true nature of Dust. Specifically the union of Dust and the universe, and the irrevocable bond between consciousness and matter, and even spirit and flesh. 

This is stated directly by the rebel angels or "shadow particles" in The Subtle Knife ("Matter and spirit are one"), and perfectly falls in line with Pullman's own philosophy as established in this wonderful interview

Following this thematic thread then, I might also posit that not only will Lyra and Pan be reunited after their horrible existential parting of the ways in The Secret Commonwealth, but that they will in fact not die in the final book. 

Quite naturally, this possibility has been a considerable source of grim debate in the online communities dedicated to the books. After all, this is said to be the last novel set in this alternate world, and I see no reason to doubt that this is so. I know The Book of Dust trilogy was not planned in the strictest sense either, but to be honest, Pullman is in his seventies, and has already expressed a desire to write other things. There is an interview of particular interest here, as he notes he will be finishing Lyra's story, "so I can do other things, and she can too." 

This rather implies that Lyra will continue to live on after the final pages are set to type, as Pullman is sympathetic to the idea that characters in some way transcend the recorded narratives they're in. But far more important here is those "image schemas," and the patterns and stories he'd been influenced by. 

Even in a negative way. 


For instance, most astute readers know of Pullman's argumentative relationship with C.S. Lewis' classic fantasy, The Chronicles of Narnia. Unlike with Tolkien, I sometimes feel Pullman and Lewis might have found some common ground to stand on. Still, there is no denying the former's serious objections to some of the things in Narnia. In the Daemon Voices essay "The Republic of Heaven," he praises the books only as "an invaluable guide to what is wrong and cruel and selfish." 

I must admit, I have a nostalgic soft spot for Narnia, and believe them to be deeper and more meaningful than often assumed. For instance, just the fact that there's no concept or reality of original sin poisoning that particular fantasy world is interesting and admirable. However, any admiration only extends until somewhere around halfway through The Final Battle, the last novel in the series. It is here that Pullman has his biggest problems as well, and here that it all potentially dovetails into the story pattern of his own narrative finale. 

Narnia spoiler alert, but the series ends with most of the children being killed in a railway accident. As for Narnia itself, the fantasy world is purged and destroyed, and the god-like Aslan leads everyone into an uber-super-duper Neoplatonic Narnia. All this is treated as a deliriously happy conclusion, as the old Narnia the characters and readers alike had grown to love was revealed to be only a "shadow," a poor xeroxed copy of the eternal, uber-super-duper Narnia. 

Pullman concludes this is poisonous, pernicious Platonic trash, and I rather profoundly agree. Because the message is clear. The real world we live and die in is ultimately not only transitory but irrelevant, and should finally be met with disdain in the heavenly light of an (honestly dull and boring seeming) afterlife. 

"This world is where the things are that matter," Pullman contrasts in his own essay. Life-after-death is never going to be as important to him as life-during-life. Not to be found in an abstract, disembodied realm somewhere else, the Republic of Heaven is by comparison here and now, nowhere and nowhen else. So this is his biggest complaint regarding the end Lewis' characters meet, and how it runs totally counter to his own image schema and narrative trajectory. 

Pullman reasonably believes that the children in the Narnia chronicles who "have passed through all these adventures and presumably learned great lessons from them [should] be free to live and grow up in the world ... and use what they'd learned for the benefit of others. If you're wiser and stronger as the result of your experiences, then do something useful with that strength and wisdom - make the world a bit better."

That is a long quote but very important here. Most immediately, it clearly establishes the author's repugnance to killing a main character, especially early in their life, never allowing them to implement all the lessons they had such a hard time learning, and then treating the whole thing as a grand holiday. Particularly in books either about children or read by lots of children. 

Pullman's messages are about life and living, and the rest of this essay will in no small part be about unpacking this. 

Along those lines, Pullman has also rather famously (or infamously) dismissed religion as the only or even the best basis for morality, and often subscribes art and literature that pivotal role. In the essay "Talents and Virtues" in Daemon Voices, he turns to a favorite topic of his, namely the inscription on the tomb of a woman once known as Sophia Goddard. It has a curious line Pullman often quotes, one describing the theater as the "great School of Morals."


Refusing to take such a statement ironically, he cites the theater as once such "a place to which we might go and find instruction or enlightenment about matters of morality." He then goes on to trace the examination of morality in literature as well, quoting and noting examples from Jane Austen to Charles Dickens. This conversation continues in the essay "The Republic of Heaven." 

Now of course, HDM is littered with acts of high moral virtue. Lyra's profound devotion to her friend Roger comes to mind. As does Lee Scorseby's sacrifice and his own selfless love of Lyra, and Will Parry's untiring devotion to his mentally ill mother. Parental responsibility and compassion even get the better of Lord Asriel and Mrs. Coulter at the end. 

On a lesser though still important scale, I also think of something like Malcolm Polstead's refusal to cry in La Belle Sauvage because it might upset baby Lyra and he needed to be strong for her - despite being wet, cold, hungry, and exhausted - as an exemplar of this attitude. 

But perhaps the biggest, most substantial moral charge in the first trilogy and eventually the saga as a whole lies in the establishment of the Republic of Heaven. Indeed, these are the very blocks that lay the foundation of this entire blog. And this is not merely a simple list of rules and regulations for how to behave in certain situations one may find themselves in. To be honest, such a stale roster of morals would not inspire me in the least. 

Rather, Pullman's own moral stance rather profoundly takes into account a very real connection to life and the universe, providing a bit of cosmic scaffolding as opposed to a mere social system. This is set out by the leader of the rebel angels, Xaphania, at the end of The Amber Spyglass. It revolves around twin metaphors, each of which grow and strengthen the other. 

The first is of course the much mentioned Republic of Heaven. The second is the Dust with a capital "D." At the beginning of HDM, the mysterious particles of matter were thought to be a manifestation of original sin by the authoritarian Magisterium. By the end, however, it is recognized to be the rich, fertile substance that animates the universe and brings it to life with energy and inspiration. As such, the continuous renewal and regeneration of it by all the characters, most directly Lyra and Will, is the most serious and sincere commandment of the piece. 

"Dust is not a constant. There's not a fixed quantity that has always been the same," Xaphania explains to them, adding, "Conscious beings make Dust - they renew it all the time, by thinking and feeling and reflecting, by gaining wisdom and passing it on." 



What strikes me so deeply about all this is the image of Dust - as metaphor. This is not simply imploring someone to "be good." As human beings, we need images and symbols, as well as the stories that breathe life into them. So in one fell swoop, readers and characters alike are presented with a metaphor that moves them from being subservient children to a celestial monarch to co-creators of their own universe. 

The more love and wisdom and understanding, the more minds that are "open and free and curious," the more Dust is renewed, the more life is worth living. 

So not only will Lyra have to live, she will have to live well and even inspire others. To this, obviously she must reunite with Pan. On some level, it may be a uniting with characters such as Malcolm as well. But the primary mechanism of her moral charge will be the continued generation of Dust as well as using it to further the building of the Republic of Heaven, thus tying all the threads together as well as bringing together many things that have been previously split apart. 

As many Pullmanites know, he sees a kind of "narrative sprite" as the force ultimately guiding the story, one not necessarily synonymous with him as the author. Still, at least a tone or feeling can be tracked through his talks and ideas regarding the potential finale, and he clearly feels characters should grow and learn and contribute to their worlds in the end. 

Pullman also states at the end of The Amber Spyglass that he "reads like a butterfly" and "writes like a bee." He cites three principal sources that are the beating heart of HDM - the poetry of William Blake, John Milton's "Paradise Lost," and a remarkable and remarkably short essay by Heinrich von Kleist. It is the last of the three that I believe points the most direct finger toward a possible TBOD conclusion. 

Morally (and spiritually) speaking. 

In yet another essay in Daemon Voices, Pullman recounts first reading this work by Kleist, which was titled "On the Marionette Theater." Most of it takes the form of a brief discussion between two men, about "puppets, and about grace, and about consciousness."  Specifically the particular kind of human consciousness that develops such an acute, hypersensitive edge usually around adolescence. 

In other words, self-consciousness, where the thinking and feeling human being is dangled precariously on a high wire, suspended between the mindless grace of the marionette, and the endless mind of the god. Despite the enormous mental and intellectual gifts of self-consciousness, it also trends toward a tendency that resembles a snake eating its own tail. Which seems to be the sort of depressive dilemma Lyra is fighting through in The Secret Commonwealth

Kleist very insightfully runs this primary human conflict through numerous lenses, including things like art and dance. The men in the essay talk of a boy, one with a very easy and natural grace who one day becomes awkwardly and self-consciously aware of that grace and instantly loses it. Kleist compares this effortless grace to marionettes in a marketplace and also to the Fall of Adam and Eve and their subsequent expulsion from Paradise. 


In correlation to his own work, Pullman draws a certain parallel to Lyra and her initial effortless grace while reading the mystical and mysterious alethiometer. By the end of HDM, she has lost this natural ability with the coming of her own adolescence and maturity. She is cut adrift, like the young man who could never recapture his art-like, statuesque pose, and Adam and Eve, who were forced to abandon their childlike innocence in exchange for hard-won experience. 

In his own essay, Pullman agrees with Kleist when he says we can't regain innocence, any more than we can stroll back into Eden. In either case, an angel with a flaming sword guards the way. "The only way is forward," Pullman insists, "through life, deep into life, deep into the difficulties and the compromises and the betrayals and the disappointments that we inevitably encounter." 

Not only does this seem like the main thrust of The Secret Commonwealth, this is in many ways the mission statement of the whole affair - to not only live and brave the passage through life, but with the understanding that "Paradise" can potentially be regained by winding all the way around the world, and quietly sneaking in the back door. 

Lyra is told at the end of The Amber Spyglass that after considerable effort and study, she will not simply reclaim her natural grace with the alethiometer, but her reading of it "will be better, deeper, truer, more aware, and in every way richer" than when she was simply an intuitive child. Treading back to the original image schema, hopefully things will be wedded together again, whether it be innocence and experience, spirituality and materialism, intellect and imagination,, or  rationality and the secret commonwealth. 

Pullman closes his own essay on Kleist by saying this is not only the hope for Lyra, but for all human beings - "the hope that we can learn something true, and pass it on." Which I see as potentially very revealing about the third novel in TBOD

In an interview with Nicholas Tucker a few years ago when he was just starting work on the new trilogy, Pullman addressed the original ending of HDM, which left us all crying over Lyra and Will. Nonetheless, he argues "Books that are popular and read and talked about usually have endings that actually satisfy in a moral sense whether they are happy or not." 

So clearly a case is building here. It's that "moral sense" that a great deal of this hypothesis hinges on. And maybe it's too optimistic for the ultimate conclusion, but I do feel Lyra will make a real difference in her world, Magisterium be damned. Still, The Secret Commonwealth was arguably the darkest book in the series, and Pullman himself has admitted he doesn't know how much things will "lighten up" at the end. 

But in the interest of (finally) bringing it all together, I would like to posit a potential revitalizing or regeneration to Lyra and Pan's story. If his narrative sprite holds true, it just seems odd to me that the two trilogies would end in defeat or despair. Again, it's not a really republican attitude to take, as outlined in this post. Not to mention - yet again - that it's inevitably going to be one of Pullman's last definitive statements on inspiration and imagination and the like. 

As for how this positive potential might be realized or achieved, it seems to me Lyra's evolution as a character might just be to bear witness to this new, Dust-laden way of seeing the world. Or all of them, in fact. And not just bear witness, but actively express or communicate in some way, reversing the trajectory of the Narnia stories, for instance. 

At the beginning of it all in Northern Lights, it is hinted that Lyra will eventually know more about Dust "than anyone in the world." One assumes this will play out in the final book in particular, as well as its role as the animating force woven throughout the multiverse. Again, this will consequently be the building blocks of the Republic of Heaven, the kind of Highest Good in the series. 

But as Pullman argues, merely "knowing" about something will not be enough. Rather that manifests "By gaining wisdom and passing it on." 

Keep in mind, Lyra has been a consummate talker likewise since Northern Lights. In many ways, she talked her way through the first book, from Oxford to London to Bolvangar to Svalbard. One of the few times her tongue fails her is in the world of the dead in The Amber Spyglass, where the harpies insist on hearing true stories about people's lives. 


Pullman has noted that this is HDM's literary transition from fantasy to realism. But I'll also suggest that this is Lyra's transition as well. Namely, from a liar who merely spins tall tales, to a genuine storyteller who communicates real and valuable truths.

As the first trilogy draws to a close, Lyra has returned from her adventures and is having a conversation with the Master of Jordan College and Dame Hannah Relf. She remarks that she used to tell lies and half-truths to make her way through the world, but swears what she's going to tell them then is real. 

"I promise to tell the truth," she insists, "if you promise to believe it." 

This pattern is tracing out another kind of image schema, written decades ago or not. Still, Pullman is marking his heroine out as a communicator, a truth-bearer of sorts. And keep in mind his own status as, and veneration of, the role of writer. 

So how to tie this all up, at least with a small ribbon of potentiality? We know Pullman highly values the gaining of wisdom and knowledge, and the very high moral good of inspiring others and passing along what you've learned. We also know he is a veritable expert in writing, talking, and communicating, all of which is achieved with words and language. 

While we haven't directly witnessed Lyra writing much of anything, we have seen her become a voracious reader at St. Sophia's College, as well as sharpening and developing a very curious intellect. Curiosity is a prime virtue in the Republic, even though it may be sidetracked with books like The Hyperchorasmians or The Constant Deceiver. Picking up her own pen in the future may not be so far fetched. 

Taking all of this into account, my main and final point of speculation is that The Book of Dust trilogy may end with a very literal Book of Dust. Not one retelling events in the story of course, but rather one conveying and communicating all the insight, meaning, wisdom, beauty, and awareness such an entity as Dust gives birth to. 

And who better to write it than Lyra Silvertongue herself, the young girl who will eventually know more about it and quite possibly understand it on a level few people in any of the worlds ever have, and who has been specifically charged to bring about the highest state of being and good around, namely the Republic of Heaven? 



So is that Lyra's final destiny, to become the patron saint of Dust, to spread the good word of the Republic, by writing inspired books in the manner of her very author who sat down and expressed his own views of life and the universe? Thoughts? Comments? No one has read this far down have they .... 

 
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Friday, November 13, 2020

A Boy, a Canoe, and Eternity's Sunrise

 



Salutations. 

While this was not necessarily a planned post, a book on Amazon was suggested to me, and the mythical algorithms relentlessly clicked into place. As said book looked promising, I downloaded the sample, quickly read it, and then promptly purchased the e-version. Several chapters in and I was so certain it would prove invaluable as a reference tool later, I then even more promptly purchased the quality paperback. 

As it is a very handsome book, with the font an admirable size, colorful paintings and illustrations, and very impressive content, it is a title that will fit in well in my increasingly large collection of titles on or by William Blake (In case I don't do an essay on it, Roderick Tweedy's The God of the Left Hemisphere comes very highly recommended by Pullman himself, and I couldn't agree more. So FYI).

But for now, the work in question is Eternity's Sunrise: The Imaginative World of William Blake, by Leo Damrosch. A literature professor at Harvard, Damrosch has crafted a truly intriguing and insightful book about that beloved yet sometimes inscrutable poet of both words and images, William Blake. It is not simply criticism and analysis, nor is it only biography, but rather both, which provides a unique framework for this most complex of men and artists. 

And there is a chapter contained within that I simply had to comment on here. It centers around Blake's use of symbolism and how best to interpret it. I should also mention I recently finished my third read of La Belle Sauvage - this time with my British edition - and thoroughly took notes throughout for my eventual scholarly book on the two trilogies. At any rate, I unearthed some striking similarities buried in it concerning Blakean symbolism, and I simply had to type up something about it now and tie it all together. 

If for no other reason than it seemed like a Republic of Heaven kind of thing to do. 

"How Should We Understand Blake's Symbols" is the second chapter in Eternity's Sunrise, and one of the first topics of discussion is understandably vision. Of course, vision is critical to any discussion of Blake. After all, he was the one who famously said his eye was akin to a window - "I look through it and not with it."

And of course, he himself was a visionary, and not just metaphorically speaking. 

From a young age, Blake saw proper visions, which informed and inspired his art throughout his life. Damrosch specifically likened it to eidectic vision, "thought to be common in children and often persisting in artistic adults." So it was not a case of muddled hallucinations, but rather of augmenting natural sight with imagination, of again not just seeing "with" the eye but "through" the eye. Eidectic vision often brings with it incredible clarity and sharpness of experience, as was certainly the case here. 

When once commissioned by a conventional clergyman to create an equally conventional drawing, Blake followed his inspiration as usual and imbued it with his own unique visionary style. When the gentleman criticized his work as having no basis in reality, Blake famously replied in a letter

I know that this world is a world of imagination and vision. I see everything I paint in this world, but everybody does not see alike. To the eyes of a miser, a guinea is more beautiful than the Sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes. The tree which moves some to tears of joy is to the eyes of others only a green things that stands in the way. 

So this remarkable insight clearly pertains more to the quality of vision in the here and now, as opposed to another reality or dimension altogether. 

Though I didn't catch it during the first couple of reads, Pullman neatly illustrates this in the character of Malcolm Polstead. The eleven-year-old hero of La Belle Sauvage, Malcolm lives and works with his parents at the Trout Inn, right beside the Thames and only miles from Oxford. He is a very likeable protagonist, affable and honest, bright and brave. He loves his daemon Asta, as well as his canoe, which gave the novel its name. 



Most importantly here though, Malcolm experiences migraine auras throughout the story, a peculiar phenomenon that often involves little actual headache, but rather a hazy ring or sparkle of white lights floating in one's vision. Curiously, the first time he has such floaters in his field of vision, Asta cannot see it directly, despite the profound human/daemon bond. They talk about whether it is inside or outside them, and argue over whether or not it means anything. 

The question of meaning is important here, as is the fact that Malcolm later misinterprets it when an adult tells him it's a "migraine aura." Being young, he mishears it as a "migraine aurora." Not only does this obviously tie-in with the Northern Lights novel, but also with William Blake, and his assured proclamation that "As a man is, so he sees." 

When researching the real arctic Aurora, Asta reads aloud a passage describing it - "a luminous celestial phenomenon of anbaric character seen in the Polar regions, with a tremulous motion and streamers of light." Malcolm is thrilled with his continued misunderstanding, insisting "It's the northern lights, in my head ... whatever causes the northern lights causes the spangled ring, I bet!"

While Asta is more skeptical, Malcolm remains convinced the luminous aura he sees during a migraine is mysteriously yet intimately linked to the electric lights over the North Pole. Pullman writes that it endows him with "a feeling of immense privilege and even awe." This linking of the great to the small, the macrocosm to the microcosm, is positively Blakean, particularly in a poem like "Auguries of Innocence." 

I feel compelled to add that such a congress between the mind of man and the soul of the cosmos is also a veritable tide of philosophy overflowing the banks of Romanticism as a whole, from Wordsworth to Keats. Imagined or no, it is a steady spring of inspiration and understanding in their poetry, just as it is with Malcolm. Certainly it is no mistake that his older mentor and confidante Hannah Relf later describes the young boy as "intensely romantic." 

During the final act of the novel, a great flood has literally overturned life as Malcolm knows it, and he finds himself adrift in his canoe with the strong yet sullen kitchen-girl Alice, as well as a baby named Lyra. The self-appointed guardian of the infant, Malcolm at one point has an unexpected vision of his "spangled ring" again. Soaked, afraid, and exhausted, he nonetheless sees the familiar "shimmering, flickering spot of light" hovering in front of the canoe, until it grows larger and fills his entire field of vision. 

But far from undermining his determination, he practically greets the aura like an old friend, and it suffuses him with a "calm oceanic feeling." He thinks it is special and unique to him, again invoking his not-so-latent Romanticism - "it was telling him he was still part of the great order of things, and that that could never change." 

This simple interaction creates some wonderful passages, and again lyrically brings home a central tenet of the Republic of Heaven. Namely, that even in a world absent of traditional religious belief and assurance we as human beings have to feel an integral bond with life and the world. Part of meaningfulness, Pullman unhesitatingly states in Daemon Voices, "comes from seeing that we have a connection with nature and the universe around us." 

While so largely deficient in modern life, this connection nonetheless finds a profound and important home in His Dark Materials and The Book of Dust alike, most deeply through the ever-expanding metaphor of Dust. It will be interesting to see the development and eventual conclusion to Malcolm's personal ringed aurora in the final book, and what meaning can be ultimately wrung out of it. 

As noted before, Damrosch in Eternity's Sunrise writes how even when Blake was commissioned to make illustrations for other poets, he didn't hesitate to incorporate his own iconography around the text, and make it his own. Much like with Malcolm's adopted meaning for his spangled aura, Damrosch explains why - "[Blake] considered it entirely appropriate to import his personal symbols in this way, for he saw them as reflecting the reality we all inhabit." 

In other words, that "visionary gleam" so prevalent among the poetic-minded - be they an eighteenth century artist in our world or an eleven-year-old boy navigating a deadly flood in another one - forges that ever-so-necessary conduit between conventional reality and one that is infinitely deeper and richer. One that reflects "the reality we all inhabit," if we could only open up to it.  

And when we encounter said reality, that is when we are not simply seeing "with" the eye, but also "through" it and beyond it, as Blake so obviously did in some of his most famous lines - 

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour





 
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Saturday, November 7, 2020

My Thoughts on the Evening with Philip Pullman Event

 



As noted last month, there was a special event held yesterday in celebration of the twenty-fifth anniversary of Northern Lights, the first and arguably most famous book in the His Dark Materials trilogy. 

While I don't regret buying an online ticket to said event, all in all it was a little underwhelming. 

First off, simply by virtue of the fact that it had to be held via Zoom rather than at a grand hall somewhere. The big launch for The Secret Commonwealth comes to mind, courtesy of Waterstones just last year. That was great, and I have watched it several times on YouTube

Second off, the interview didn't involve only Pullman, but rather several other people, with various cast members from the HBO series reading book passages throughout. 

Not to be disagreeable, but the interview with Jane Tranter was the least interesting. She is the executive producer of the abovementioned series, and I remain rather unimpressed with the whole endeavor. Again, the goal of the series was to be as faithful to the books as possible thanks to the long form television provides, but it hasn't really turned out that way in my opinion. 

During the interview, Tranter repeatedly confused The Subtle Knife with The Amber Spyglass, as well as calling characters wrong names, such as "Joe Parry" rather than "John Parry." Not the most inspiring. More on that later, but flaws aside, I still prefer the look and tone and overall feel and aesthetics of the film. 

Pullman was charitable about the work, as opposed to falling back on his usual lines about a book remaining whole and intact on the shelf, regardless of the amount of adaptations and mediums it is passed through. He usually talks around such things, though he stated this time he finds the series "wonderful" and has "complete faith" in the producers. So more than me, though honestly it seems he is more removed from adaptations of his work than perhaps his readers. 

One of the most intriguing things I did learn however was that he had no idea Will Parry was going to be in the trilogy at all before The Subtle Knife, and thus was supportive of his inclusion in the first series. Considering Will's importance to the story, that was pretty intriguing.

I personally am not convinced of that addition to the series storyline at all, nor of Will's casting in general. As for Lyra, it seems to me Dafne Keen would be more suited to play the older Lyra in The Secret Commonwealth. It is a darker novel, and the HBO team seems insistent on making HIs Dark Materials that way as well, regardless of whether or not it fits the story. I suppose my main issue with it is just that the energy that abounds on every page and is embedded in every paragraph of Northern Lights was simply missing from the first series. In my opinion, anyway. 

So that was not a highlight of the event for me. 

However, I did enjoy the other two guests. One was Chris Wormell, who did the work on the illustrated edition of Northern Lights. This only recently debuted in England, and I can't find a copy here. However, it is available on Amazon UK, and I'm sure it is well worth the price. I am very pleased to know it is getting the illustrated treatment so popular among middle reader and young adult books these days. I truly hope the entire trilogy will follow as the anniversaries continue. 


Chris seemed genuinely honored to be working on the project, and excited about it as well. Apparently, the lockdown worked in his favor, as he was able to devote months to nothing but existing in the Pullmanverse. So if you have the means to do so, you should probably pick up a copy!

The next guest and the one I found to be the most enjoyable besides Pullman was a gentleman I've heard about for some time, but never actually seen. This would be David Fickling, who has been Pullman's editor and advisor for decades. Fickling was one of the first people to ever read Northern Lights in its entirety, if not the very first. 

His enthusiasm for Pullman's writing was palpable, as he was clearly overwhelmed to find himself a collaborator with one of the world's greatest storytellers. It was so nice to get to see him in person - or as in person as a Zoom interview allows - and he seemed a charming, passionate, knowledgeable, and committed individual. 

Still, he did create the "Fred Must Die Rule," regarding a particular character back in the Sally Lockhart days, Pullman's first foray into young adult Victorian thrillers. While I can't say his decision was wrong, I did love that character! Anyway, Fickling also went on to say he believes The Book of Dust trilogy is one of the most important works of fiction cataloging the human condition today, and I really can't argue with that at all. It is pretty extraordinary, regardless of whether or not it is always recognized as such.

As for the rest of it, Pullman went on to talk about other things, some I was familiar with and some I wasn't. I know due to his age and his health, along with the pandemic and the general state of things, he is having a more difficult time writing the last book in the new trilogy than usual. His "Three Pages a Day Rule" which has been in place since he's been writing has been broken of late, with his output sometimes drifting closer to just one or two pages a day. 

The fact that interviewers keep asking him about how the various crisis' of the real world are intruding on his fiction does give me the slightest moment of pauses. I personally feel art is always going to trump politics, the former perpetually outlasting the latter. Just as Shelley so eloquently put it in Ozymandias, a poem which Pullman admires. 

While it is admirable that Pullman is so engaged with the "real" world - that is after all where we have to build the Republic of Heaven - I can't help but feel politics aren't good or healthy for anyone these days. Of course, this is the week of the latest U.S. presidential election. Politics not only reduce everything to its lowest common denominator - and do so relentlessly - but the news surrounding them only has a tendency to bombard people with irrelevant mountains of depressing information that they simply can't do anything about. 

After he works everyday, Pullman admits to watching said news, and he is also a devotee of Twitter. I personally have abandoned Facebook this year, and mainly signed on to Instagram just to look at the pictures. I just hope social media and world events haven't dampened his usual reserves of near endless inspiration and imagination. Our world may not continue to inevitably turn, but that doesn't mean Lyra's can't fare at least a little better. 

(Not to mention, one of the rare Pullman narrative missteps had to be in the final act of The Tiger in the Well. It was also the end of a trilogy, and it got unnecessarily political and that clumsily tripped up the story being told. So that would be best avoided, in my view.)

I suppose my point is that if any writing is going to save the world or at least nobly sculpt away at the foundations of our Republic, it's going to be literature and poetry, not endlessly circular tweets and Facebook posts. 

Pullman also ended the event by remarking it took him about two years to write Northern Lights and The Subtle Knife, and almost three to complete The Amber Spyglass, which is by far the longest of that trilogy. Obviously The Secret Commonwealth took things to a whole new level, pushing almost 700 pages. 

The final unnamed chapter may be a bit shorter, but he has remarked it will also be long. He is currently a year into it, and predictably the finishing line is far off. As usual, he knows vaguely what the ending looks like, but not all the adventures along the way. 

I have great faith, and we all know he is a treasure to great to lose anytime soon. He remains a source of profound inspiration to me. I wish him absolutely the best on all fronts, and hope he takes all the time he needs, and that particles of Dust find their way to his writing desk every morning. 

But the fact remains that The Book of Dust conclusion will be at least a  couple of years away, and my own book on the two trilogies even longer than that. So yes, we have quite a wait ahead of us but, after all, patience is a Republic of Heaven virtue ... 




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