Question 1: Why did I read The Wendigo?
When the internet was first introduced to my world, a whole new dimension opened itself up to me: a new dimension filled with old friends. Being an Apple groupie at heart, I immediately went to iTunes, and then downloaded podcasts, and like any self-respecting human being one wasn’t enough. Few things seldom are.
Then The H.P. Lovecraft Literary Podcast happened. And that’s all that needs to be said.
(There was a segment on the book, and I really enjoyed it; I definitely recommend this podcast! Literally, I am not joking; I just used an exclamation mark, which normally NEVER happens. Trust me . . . You’ll live . . . Maybe . . . )
Question 2: What were my initial thoughts?
It’s always nice to hear what others have to say about something, even though one can be easily swayed at times. That’s fine, but it’s also fine to have your own opinion on things, even if it contrasts with another.
On another note though I really enjoyed The Wendigo. I enjoyed it more than the previous Blackwood book: The Willows. I found it easier to read. While I did enjoy The Willows as well, I really did have to force myself to finish it on time. That gets annoying after a while.
Just ask the King in Yellow, he’ll tell you . . .
Question 2: Wendigo?
I believe I am safe to assume that we’ve all heard of the wendigo before, so I won’t bother with the lesson; however, the book brought up some interesting questions for me. One was the duality of human nature, and the other was the perception of reality itself.
In the book we think we know what happened. A few of the characters believe they have the answers, but on the other hand others are unsure of what they saw. Therein lies the treachery of human perception, and reality itself. It’s not always a fun thing to think about, but it is an absolute. What we think we see may be nothing, and what we think we know may be wrong. Meanwhile what we don’t see may be something, and what we think to be wrong may be right.
I think simplicity died far, far away from here.
And then comes the duality of human nature, something that may prove to be a bit difficult for me to describe, so I’ll sum it up. In short, we can never truly know a person, let alone the reasons for all of their actions; not only that, but it is also impossible for one to truly know one’s own self. People are complicated, and they can turn on a dime, whether it be mood or character. Perhaps the duality of human nature may not be the best way to put it, or perhaps it is. Like I said, that bit is complicated for me . . .
What do you think?
P.S: I’m not even sure I phrased my questions right. Oh well.
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