Scapegoating and Narration in The Bluest Eye
I had found my tongue.
— Toni Morrison
The Bluest Eye
... all the voice in answer he could wake
Was but the mocking echo of his own.
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He would cry out on life, that what it wants
Is not its own love back in copy speech,
But counter-love, original response.
And nothing ever came of what he cried ...
— Robert Frost
"The Most of It"
... just as the male artist's struggle against his precursor takes the form of what [Harold] Bloom calls revisionary swerves, flights, misreadings, so the female writer's battle for self-creation involves her in a revisionary process. Her battle, however, is not against her (male) precursor's reading of the world but against the reading of ber.
— Sandra Gilbert and Susan Gubar,
The Madwoman in the Attic
In the previous chapter I attempted to chart Zora Neale Hurston's successful denigration of the novel. Their Eyes Were Watching God provides particularly compelling evidence in support of Hurston's claim that "everything that [the____________________