“Though ill-formed offspring of my feeble brain,/ who after birth didst my side remain,/ Till snatched from thence by friends, less wise than true,/ who then abroad, exposed to public view,/ Made thee in rags, halting to th’ press to trudge,/ Where errors were not lessened (all may judge).” – Anne Bradstreet “The Author to Her Book”
Bradstreet, while being a woman in 17th century Massachusetts, was just like any other writer, as proved by this quote. The inclusion of that poem is important in the book. Everyone expects the prologue. They expect her to come out and say just because these words were wrung by a woman doesn’t mean they weren’t true. They might even expect her to include the poem about Elizabeth, proving that women can work in the world of men.What they probably didn’t expect was her to have a reaction – like theirs – when her unfinished work was published unknowingly. The poem, whether it was added out of sincere reaction to her work being published without her consent or as some sort of precautionary measure in regards to the content, clearly exhibits a similar trait to any writer which, in turn, gives her some sort of added credibility.
A couple of weeks ago the Golden Globes were held. At some point during the telecast Quentin Tarantino won an award for either Best Screenplay or Best Adapted Screenplay for his work on the film D’Jango Unchained. There was a point in his speech where he started talking about his process. I started thinking about that while writing the earlier paragraph. The introduction to Bradstreet’s section said she would often read her works for family. I question if the two scenes would be similar. If you were to look at a side by side picture of Bradstreet reading her works to family and Tarantino reading the last scene aloud to his friends, would the picture share many similarities? It begs the question has the innate core of story telling , or the process of story telling, ever changed or can it change?