It seems that when I have any serious writing to do, I wait until the last minute to do it. While I never shy away from a project or topic, literary critiques are something that I have rarely done and find a little boring, giving how citation-heavy it is. Still, it can be fun. I recently looked at the Novella Passing written by Nella Larsen, specifically the point-of-view character and how her actions can be explained via Freud's theories on paranoia. I am actually not a big fan of Freud's sexual theories. He was a wild thinker and, according to The Cocaine Papers, fun at a party, but his sex theories are more indicative that he's a Freudian Freak. The thing that pissed me off was that it worked. By applying the theories to the text, it effectively proved the case I was trying to make. I even found a way to tie in the damn Oedipus Complex. Maybe Freud isn't as full of shit as I thought?
Whatever. Even a broken clock is in love with it's mother and wishes it had a penis twice a day.