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I have been on buses very little in my lifetime, just the way my life is I guess.. I think my longest bus ride could be 20 mins, but maybe as an infant I went on longer rides...


Paul wrote: "I was on a few tours of various European countries at different times. My longest tour bus ride was about 1200 miles across Greece, Hungary, The Czech Republic, and Slovenia."
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I'm definitely within Connie's range of miles. For that trip, my brother-in-law and his band rented a charter bus for friends and family to travel from Connecticut to Greenwich Village in New York. By doing this, they eliminated the stress of parking and packed the club with out-of-towners.


Vera: That is quite a journey! Both cities are wonderful, of course, but Porto in Portugal did not have all the restoration that Lisbon needed after the earthquake, so I did prefer it. But PARIS! Who doesn't love Paris?

I mention that because the introduction to this book entirely changes the perspective with which I will read it and provides a foundation for a comprehension of the book I would not otherwise obtain.
As soon as I had read the first sentence of the actual novel, I recalled why I love Steinbeck and his incredible capability to tell a timeless tale. The narrative and the descriptive approach he seems to be using in this novel is entirely different than his approach to The Grapes of Wrath which was largely dialog driven.

I love how Steinbeck can physically take me into a setting so vividly that I can smell the eggs burning or the dust and grease of a garage.


Hello everyone, let's reserve this part of the thread for Chapters 1-5. I don't want our faster readers spoiling the fun.
In typical Steinbeckian fashion, a shell of the past is wiped clean to accommodate the narrative present. In a single page, we learn about the Blankens and their rebel compound at the crossroads that "connect with another north-south highway that leads from San Francisco to Los Angeles and, of course, Hollywood." This star-laden final destination holds significance in the story, especially for our Clark-Gable-obsessed Norma.
It was a patriarchal time in 1930s-40s America, and the language within this book reflects the period. Steinbeck deftly pumps sex and masculinity into his prose, filling the narrative air with promiscuity. For example, this wonderful use of personification:
"And the bus was known as "Sweetheart" to all who knew her. Now she was immobilized, her rear wheels off, her end sticking up in the air and resting on a four-by-four set between two sawhorses"
Teenagers (Pimples and Norma) dream about marriage while elders, like Alice, project their fear of dissolution. The marooned travelers add their own layer of insecurity, making a heaping stew of various ideals. In a sense, both groups stand at the crossroads of the American dream, on ground that's likely to give way under their prejudices.
I particularly like the sequence with Norma and salesman Ernest. It's interesting how Steinbeck uses Juan as a defuser. He (Juan) is a man who operates on special principles, much like his sacred bus.
In terms of setting, Connie nails it on the head in her earlier post. The atmosphere is a delicious, literary feast. It evokes a kind of homeliness that makes Grape-Nuts appetizing.
On a different note, I know we have some Californians with us (Nelson and Paul). Does Rebel Corners exist? I can Google this easily, but I'd rather hear a personal account.
In typical Steinbeckian fashion, a shell of the past is wiped clean to accommodate the narrative present. In a single page, we learn about the Blankens and their rebel compound at the crossroads that "connect with another north-south highway that leads from San Francisco to Los Angeles and, of course, Hollywood." This star-laden final destination holds significance in the story, especially for our Clark-Gable-obsessed Norma.
It was a patriarchal time in 1930s-40s America, and the language within this book reflects the period. Steinbeck deftly pumps sex and masculinity into his prose, filling the narrative air with promiscuity. For example, this wonderful use of personification:
"And the bus was known as "Sweetheart" to all who knew her. Now she was immobilized, her rear wheels off, her end sticking up in the air and resting on a four-by-four set between two sawhorses"
Teenagers (Pimples and Norma) dream about marriage while elders, like Alice, project their fear of dissolution. The marooned travelers add their own layer of insecurity, making a heaping stew of various ideals. In a sense, both groups stand at the crossroads of the American dream, on ground that's likely to give way under their prejudices.
I particularly like the sequence with Norma and salesman Ernest. It's interesting how Steinbeck uses Juan as a defuser. He (Juan) is a man who operates on special principles, much like his sacred bus.
In terms of setting, Connie nails it on the head in her earlier post. The atmosphere is a delicious, literary feast. It evokes a kind of homeliness that makes Grape-Nuts appetizing.
On a different note, I know we have some Californians with us (Nelson and Paul). Does Rebel Corners exist? I can Google this easily, but I'd rather hear a personal account.

I once took a bus from one side of my country, South Africa, to the other, about 2 thousand km, it was quite horrible.
But, I have also done a few coach tours in Europe. One traveling across Italy, and another going from Munich, to Czeck Republic, Hungery and finally to Austria. That was a lot of fun. :)
Hi Kathryn! I'm excited to have you back for this read.
It's difficult for some North Americans (myself included) to fathom Africa's vastness, so I appreciate that you showed us in kilometers.
It's difficult for some North Americans (myself included) to fathom Africa's vastness, so I appreciate that you showed us in kilometers.

I'm sorry I should have used miles. I'm just so used to using the metric system over here in SA. But yeah it is pretty big in some areas of Africa. Although, you also get tiny little countries tucked in between. :)
I've finished 5 chapters of the book so far. I love how detailed the descriptions are. I mean we even got the life story of the fly! :D
I wish they would just get on the bus though already.

Curious how you felt about the women characters after the first five chapters. I can't help but feel Steinbeck has made his male characters more sympathetic. Perhaps it is just my female perspective but I find myself wanting to give the girls a shake. We are early days though so I will keep reading.
Connie wrote: "@ Kathryn as a Canadian glad you posted distance in km. It has been along time since I habe used miles. One of my best friends moved here from South Africa three years ago I would love to visit the..."
Connie, I feel like giving the men a shake too, but I'm afraid when they turn around, I may recognize a few. Women have progressed from this era, but I can't say the same about men. We have refined our ignorance with technology.
As Paul stated in an earlier post, these depictions are allegorical and may be overdone for a reason.
Connie, I feel like giving the men a shake too, but I'm afraid when they turn around, I may recognize a few. Women have progressed from this era, but I can't say the same about men. We have refined our ignorance with technology.
As Paul stated in an earlier post, these depictions are allegorical and may be overdone for a reason.
Hello everyone!
Welcome to week two of The Wayward Bus. A quick shoutout to our international readers from Canada, South Africa, Portugal, and Indonesia. Your views on American literature hold great importance and keep the canon hot with fresh perspectives.
In chapter six, we unpack Alice’s mental state while she boldly attempts to unpack Norma’s suitcase. Her disdain for women fuels this nosiness; a quality Norma is keenly aware of. Although Norma is love-sick, she is privy to deceit. When she catches Alice red-handed with the letter, her reaction is a lesson in psychology, leaving Alice in an eventual drunken stupor.
Chapter seven moves us away from Rebel’s Corner and into its corporate equivalent: The Greyhound loading shed at San Ysidro. We are introduced to Louie, the conniving bus driver who channels Eros through Aqua Velva. His gawking leads us to a young woman who has faught off “Louies" her entire life. She understands men and their desires, making her a commodity in her industry. Predictably, her natural advantages come with disadvantages, which complicate her modest dreams. Through writing, Steinbeck gives each character their counterpart: Van Brunt mirrors old woman while Pimples mirrors Edgar (the ticket clerk), with the latter’s relationship having elements of Juan and Pimples.
I'll comment on Chapter eight in the coming days.
Welcome to week two of The Wayward Bus. A quick shoutout to our international readers from Canada, South Africa, Portugal, and Indonesia. Your views on American literature hold great importance and keep the canon hot with fresh perspectives.
In chapter six, we unpack Alice’s mental state while she boldly attempts to unpack Norma’s suitcase. Her disdain for women fuels this nosiness; a quality Norma is keenly aware of. Although Norma is love-sick, she is privy to deceit. When she catches Alice red-handed with the letter, her reaction is a lesson in psychology, leaving Alice in an eventual drunken stupor.
Chapter seven moves us away from Rebel’s Corner and into its corporate equivalent: The Greyhound loading shed at San Ysidro. We are introduced to Louie, the conniving bus driver who channels Eros through Aqua Velva. His gawking leads us to a young woman who has faught off “Louies" her entire life. She understands men and their desires, making her a commodity in her industry. Predictably, her natural advantages come with disadvantages, which complicate her modest dreams. Through writing, Steinbeck gives each character their counterpart: Van Brunt mirrors old woman while Pimples mirrors Edgar (the ticket clerk), with the latter’s relationship having elements of Juan and Pimples.
I'll comment on Chapter eight in the coming days.

The idea of mirror characters is also quite important. Van Brunt and the old woman are mirrors, each attempting control of others through their judgments and verbal manipulations. The more interesting mirror to me, however, is between Pimples (Kit) and Edgar. Each also admires and imitates another person, but Edgar has chosen to mirror those things which are vain and also which also despicable in Louie, while Kit has chosen to emulate those things which are admirable and worthy in his mentor.
Interestingly, Juan achieves admiration from Kit precisely because of the attributes that contrast him to Louie, his capacity to respect and honor people as they are as flawed human beings, while Edgar chooses to emulate Louie based upon Louie's primary characteristic--superficial egocentrism.
Paul wrote: "The phrase, "...channels Eros through Aqua Velva," intrigues me. it really draws into focus the contrast between Louie and his portrayal of women as "pigs," and Juan who understands and appreciates..."
Your comments are on point and connect Juan and Louie in ways one might overlook. The phrase "channels Eros through Aqua Velva" sparks this inquiry, which gives my tacky insult new dimensions (my hat off to you).
The Greek love god lives in both men, showing himself at various depths. Juan is our antihero (It's weird use that term outside of a comic book) who disguises love with logic. Although he is thoughtful, the admirable moments we see have already been disassembled and laid out for inspection. His main objective is to do whatever it is to keep his life moving smoothly, much like his bus. Is this love? Yes. I know a lot of people who would take conditional love, especially if they never had any—Pimples.
Juan operates like a casino. People need to win some of the time for the house to flourish.
Your comments are on point and connect Juan and Louie in ways one might overlook. The phrase "channels Eros through Aqua Velva" sparks this inquiry, which gives my tacky insult new dimensions (my hat off to you).
The Greek love god lives in both men, showing himself at various depths. Juan is our antihero (It's weird use that term outside of a comic book) who disguises love with logic. Although he is thoughtful, the admirable moments we see have already been disassembled and laid out for inspection. His main objective is to do whatever it is to keep his life moving smoothly, much like his bus. Is this love? Yes. I know a lot of people who would take conditional love, especially if they never had any—Pimples.
Juan operates like a casino. People need to win some of the time for the house to flourish.

After 50 years of marriage, my wife does things which drive me up the wall. It is possible that I do the same to her. Would I want to exchange her annoying habits for those of someone else? Not a chance. When I am ill, when I suffer a disappointment, when I have some setback, my wife is the only person in the entire world I would want to have beside me. Why? Because she understands (and thus, loves) me. I know unequivocally that when my down period is over, she will still be three supporting me and I realize all those same things about her down times or annoyances.'
Juan leaves on the bus trip knowing his wife will get sloppy drunk, but he accepts that and realizes that he will return to her and the drunkness will be put behind them.
These things are done, not to keep his life running smoothly, but because he is committed to her and love is commitment, "for better or for worse, in sickness and in sorrow..."
Louie, on the other hand, will probably never come to understand that kind of relationship.

Oh, you're from Canada, that's interesting. :) I'm glad to have another metric person on here. That's great that one of your friends is South African, you should definitely visit some time, it is a beautiful country. :)
I like you want to shake the women in this book. Alice is so insecure that she is mean, deceitful, weak and over all irritating.
Norma is so timid, I think a mouse has more courage than she does.
Mildred acts like a real hormonal teenager in front of Juan.
And the girl on the Greyhound bus decides to talk to Louis even though she knows what sort of man he is, giving him faulse hope.
I am only on Chapter 8, so hopefully they get better.

So far, everything has this sexual under current to it, and it sort of grosses me out.
Louis needs a good kick to his private area, and I want to break his stupid little nail. But, it is interesting how other bus drivers and Edgar are also growing a nail to emulate Louis, because they like how glib he is. So, Steinbeck shows us how easy it is to spark a trend.
So far I don't like any of the characters unfortunately. I'm sure that will change as I read more.
Paul wrote: "I am not sure I quite agree with your characterization of Juan. I think Juan actually displays the kind of love that develops over a long relationship. He has flaws and knows that his wife recogniz..."
I see what you're saying, but there were a couple instances when I questioned Juan's true motives:
"He wondered why he stayed with her...he didn't want to go through the emotional turmoil of leaving her. You got used to one and it was less trouble" and "He'd need a another woman right away and that took a lot of talking and arguing and persuading"
It's more convenient for him to stay. It makes his life easier because "Alice was the only woman he had ever found outside of Mexico who could cook beans properly."
Also, there's a subtext to this line, "But there was another reason too. She loved him. She really did. And he knew it."
Why did Steinbeck write "She loved him" when he could have written "He loved her"? To me, "He loved her" would be a better fit, but I feel it is written in this way to hint at his self interest. In fact, the whole page is about how everything needs to be to keep his life in order. Overall, I think he is hyperaware of other people's emotional needs and uses this information to get what he needs. This applies to Pimples (Kit) in ways too. I know part of it is sincere but some of his good nature is used to get more work out of him.
This is excellent stuff, Paul. Your comments reflect the entire Steinbeckian oeuvre.
I love a complicated character, especially a well-written one.
I see what you're saying, but there were a couple instances when I questioned Juan's true motives:
"He wondered why he stayed with her...he didn't want to go through the emotional turmoil of leaving her. You got used to one and it was less trouble" and "He'd need a another woman right away and that took a lot of talking and arguing and persuading"
It's more convenient for him to stay. It makes his life easier because "Alice was the only woman he had ever found outside of Mexico who could cook beans properly."
Also, there's a subtext to this line, "But there was another reason too. She loved him. She really did. And he knew it."
Why did Steinbeck write "She loved him" when he could have written "He loved her"? To me, "He loved her" would be a better fit, but I feel it is written in this way to hint at his self interest. In fact, the whole page is about how everything needs to be to keep his life in order. Overall, I think he is hyperaware of other people's emotional needs and uses this information to get what he needs. This applies to Pimples (Kit) in ways too. I know part of it is sincere but some of his good nature is used to get more work out of him.
This is excellent stuff, Paul. Your comments reflect the entire Steinbeckian oeuvre.
I love a complicated character, especially a well-written one.
Kathryn wrote: "The scene between Mildred and Juan really made me uncomfortable. He deliberately looked at her with interest, then let his hatred show, completely degrading Mildred, even if she did faun all over h..."
I agree, this disturbed me as well. But I also feel that Steinbeck is showing how xenophobia exists on both sides. He juxtaposes Mr. Pritchard's views on Mexicans and foreigners in general with Juan's views on lighter-skinned people. In fact, both her parents view Mexico through a veil of exoticism.
Mildred is playing out this Western fantasy too when she says, "There was something in this dark man, with his strange warm eyes"
Juan finds her strangely attractive as well but in a masochistic way.
Like you stated above, it's uncomfortable and degrading. But it's especially terrible when everyone is doing it.
I agree, this disturbed me as well. But I also feel that Steinbeck is showing how xenophobia exists on both sides. He juxtaposes Mr. Pritchard's views on Mexicans and foreigners in general with Juan's views on lighter-skinned people. In fact, both her parents view Mexico through a veil of exoticism.
Mildred is playing out this Western fantasy too when she says, "There was something in this dark man, with his strange warm eyes"
Juan finds her strangely attractive as well but in a masochistic way.
Like you stated above, it's uncomfortable and degrading. But it's especially terrible when everyone is doing it.


Yes, I get what you are saying about xenafobia and how Steinbeck uses his characters to display it from both sides. It makes sense, especially for the time this book was written in. I just didn't like how Mildred put herself out there, trying to capture Juan's attention, I mean he is married and nearly 30 years older than she was. I have a feeling the reason she was so attracted to Juan was because of her parents' xenafobic views. She seems like she wants to act opposite to everything they do or think. I guess I was just disappointed in how Mildred acted, a bit permiscuous. And Juan's response, how he reeled her in, even though he was married, and then like I already said, he let his hatred show for her--it just wasn't right and made my skin crawl. Most people in this thread seem to like Juan, but I just can't, knowing that he once hit his wife and what he did to Mildred--I just can't trust his actions or like him. I hope I'm making sense. It is a bit hard to put into words how I feel about Juan and especially the scene with Mildred.

What all of this adds up to is a deep, serious exploration of the true complexities of human nature. Few humans are 'all good' or 'all bad' and it is easy to forget that we are all the products of our times, our culture, our upbringing, and our own limited views of life.
There are very few novels that explore all of those issues so deeply, insightfully, or profoundly as does this novel and the larger body of Steinbeck's work.
As readers and people who inhabit our own culture, times, upbringings, and viewpoints, we bring our own perceptions and judgments to the story and to the actions of its characters.
We have been used to books, movies, tv shows, etc. that do not go as deeply into the nature and behaviors of people because we generally consume media based upon its appeal, interest and straightforwardness.
This makes us a little perprlexed and even uncomfortable when we encounter something which refuses to present one-dimensional characters and situations.
Consider for example, novels set in WW II. Many treat the Germans as if all were Nazis which is, of course, not true. Most also present the Nazis as 'pure evil' and incredibly cruel. Conversely, those who opposed the Nazis are portrayed only in their opposition to them without reference to their own failings and cruelties. Neither portrayal does justice to the realities, but they do make a more manageable plot.
Novels and stories 'work' because they are able to propel a plot and storyline based on these abbreviated characterizations of people and their motives. This novel is not really trying to tell a wonderful story by presenting a complex and interesting plot. Thus, rather than using the characterizations to make the plot work and be interesting as most novels do, this novel uses the plot to make us want to know more about the characters. it is a brilliant reversal of literary norms and a shining example of exactly why Steinbeck continues to be studied and respected years after his death.
The 'classics' of literature achieve that label and status exactly because of this kind of difference that elevates the from the norm.


Larry wrote: "Ok so I'm torn with how I feel about this book. As I first sat down with it I was struck with how much I enjoy Steinbeck's prose. Then we start to meet the characters and there is not one that I li..."
Larry, first off, thank you for joining the read, and I appreciate you reading the book with us. I'm about half-way through, and I share some of the same feelings. However, I don't expect any one of these characters to redeem themselves. I feel that Steinbeck is showing each level of the tax bracket committing variations of the same kind of sin. As I read, I can't help comparing these characters, especially those who seem polar opposites. It's also interesting to see how a lot of these character actions exist today. Recently, I watched a YouTube video about a high-level Mexican mafia hitman being interviewed by the police. Most of the comments sound exactly like Bernice Pritchard in the story:
' "You speak very good English, ' Bernice Pritchard said [to Juan] as though it were a compliment' "
YouTube commenter 50+ years later:
"He speaks so eloquently for someone like him"
"He speaks English well!"
I may have abandoned these characters early on and view them now as reverberations of the past that still echo in the present.
I am Puerto Rican, and I see a mix of Juan and Mr. and Mrs. Pritchard in my parents. They are, in many ways, over assimilated, emulating the lifestyle and ideals of the Pritchards but resemble Juan in appearance. In essence, the bus is playing out a narrative similar to my life. It almost seems like people climb the social stratification pyramid and immediately turn around, starring down at those who are standing on the tier they were just on, like the tier they are currently on has a different emotional atmosphere.
Mrs. Pritchard looks down at Camille Oakes, but she dances around in her mink coat to the same audience.
I see this a lot living in South Florida.
Larry, first off, thank you for joining the read, and I appreciate you reading the book with us. I'm about half-way through, and I share some of the same feelings. However, I don't expect any one of these characters to redeem themselves. I feel that Steinbeck is showing each level of the tax bracket committing variations of the same kind of sin. As I read, I can't help comparing these characters, especially those who seem polar opposites. It's also interesting to see how a lot of these character actions exist today. Recently, I watched a YouTube video about a high-level Mexican mafia hitman being interviewed by the police. Most of the comments sound exactly like Bernice Pritchard in the story:
' "You speak very good English, ' Bernice Pritchard said [to Juan] as though it were a compliment' "
YouTube commenter 50+ years later:
"He speaks so eloquently for someone like him"
"He speaks English well!"
I may have abandoned these characters early on and view them now as reverberations of the past that still echo in the present.
I am Puerto Rican, and I see a mix of Juan and Mr. and Mrs. Pritchard in my parents. They are, in many ways, over assimilated, emulating the lifestyle and ideals of the Pritchards but resemble Juan in appearance. In essence, the bus is playing out a narrative similar to my life. It almost seems like people climb the social stratification pyramid and immediately turn around, starring down at those who are standing on the tier they were just on, like the tier they are currently on has a different emotional atmosphere.
Mrs. Pritchard looks down at Camille Oakes, but she dances around in her mink coat to the same audience.
I see this a lot living in South Florida.

I think the first time I read the book, I felt very much as you do, Larry, but my current view is very different. First of all, I would encourage you to go back and read the introduction, if you are reading the Penguin Edition. If you are reading a different edition, you probably won't have that introduction so the best I can do is to refer you to the total review of the book that I posted today (8/17). (Please excuse me if it seems I am being self-promotional. I am not intending to be; I am merely trying to help a fellow reader gain a deeper appreciation of this fine novel).
As far as the ending goes, it is perfect. Every character has grown through his or her experiences along this journey. As a result, they are now better equipped to proceed toward their intimate destination. Seen as an allegory, the destination can only be found in death which is why reaching a certain destination is never feasible in allegories.

I did like this novel and do enjoy the activity it has created here. I really do look forward to reading more Steinbeck he is a great character builder and story teller


If Juan is the duex es machina, the bus is the overriding metaphor of meandering, moseying, stop-and-go cast of characters. No one really goes anywhere, changes.
My understanding anyway.

The complexities deepen and thicken. The story become more interesting and thought-provoking.
Larry wrote: "Daniel, I agree that this is a good example of the societal pyramid and that it does a good job of pointing out that we all are basically the same no matter what rung of the ladder we are on. Human..."
Larry, this is the first Steinbeck book I've read that takes shots at both "collars." He may have felt pigeonholed as a sole defender of the working class after the success of The Grapes of Wrath and wanted to follow that juggernaut with a neutral critique about society. I also read that he filed for divorce from his wife, Gwyndolyn Conger, less than a year after this was published, which alludes to some of the relationships depicted in A Wayward Bus. Your line, "we are all basically the same no matter what rung of the ladder we are on" sums up this novel perfectly.
Larry, this is the first Steinbeck book I've read that takes shots at both "collars." He may have felt pigeonholed as a sole defender of the working class after the success of The Grapes of Wrath and wanted to follow that juggernaut with a neutral critique about society. I also read that he filed for divorce from his wife, Gwyndolyn Conger, less than a year after this was published, which alludes to some of the relationships depicted in A Wayward Bus. Your line, "we are all basically the same no matter what rung of the ladder we are on" sums up this novel perfectly.
Cynda wrote: "Good to see you here Larry. . . .There may not be much growth or development here. Since you have access to the introduction to the Penguin edition, let me point the part about the Spanish infiniti..."
Cynda, I love your breakdown of terminology. While our financial situations are intricately segregated, our emotional needs float through the divide like bacteria in stagnant water.
Cynda, I love your breakdown of terminology. While our financial situations are intricately segregated, our emotional needs float through the divide like bacteria in stagnant water.

Cynda wrote: "Daniel that is interesting about Steinbeck's own divorce. I am not giving any of women's power away by saying this much: Steinbeck did not know what was happening in ladies' rooms or what the natur..."
A couple semesters back, I had taken a fiction writer's workshop, and my professor said this on the first day of class:
"If you're a man, make your protagonist a man, and save yourself from the embarrassment."
While there has been countless examples against this, it is rare to see it done well. In other words, the good examples are dwarfed by a mountain of bad examples. Nevertheless, the men who tried in this class had their stories picked apart by the women in attendance, specifically for showing women characters who lacked depth.
Again, it's not impossible, but it is difficult, even for my heroes.
Although Steinbeck tries, he relies on some tired clichés.
A couple semesters back, I had taken a fiction writer's workshop, and my professor said this on the first day of class:
"If you're a man, make your protagonist a man, and save yourself from the embarrassment."
While there has been countless examples against this, it is rare to see it done well. In other words, the good examples are dwarfed by a mountain of bad examples. Nevertheless, the men who tried in this class had their stories picked apart by the women in attendance, specifically for showing women characters who lacked depth.
Again, it's not impossible, but it is difficult, even for my heroes.
Although Steinbeck tries, he relies on some tired clichés.

Cinda, I'm sorry I must disagree with you. I thought one of the only things Steinbeck got right about female characters is that they do like to go to bathrooms in groups. And that that scene in the bathroom was pretty accurate as to how women behave in a bathroom.

Kathryn wrote: "I finally finished the book. I'd like to make sure everyone else has finished before I give my concluding remarks. I don't want to give away any spoilers. I'm away on vacation for the week, so when..."
Thank you Kathryn, and Larry too, for being considerate towards others who haven't finished reading. I will follow suit and reserve my usual weekly chapter synopsis for mid next week.
Thank you Kathryn, and Larry too, for being considerate towards others who haven't finished reading. I will follow suit and reserve my usual weekly chapter synopsis for mid next week.

This is an interesting perspective and Daniel's reaction makes sense to me. I wonder, however, if the same basic idea could not be extended to other ethnographic issues. For example, can a senior citizen really recall younger years well enough to write accurately about them? Can a 35-year-old writer hope to portray an elderly character? Can a person of one racial identity honestly describe life for a person of another background?
Of course, countless examples of this type of question could be cited. In the end, the argument may have bypassed the essential point: A writer creates a character with the intention of building reader empathy or enmity toward the character. the worst thing the writer could do in creating the character is to over-analyze the character or the character's motives. In fact, when the author describes anything about a character, the reader reads into that action whatever the reader wants.
In The Wayward Bus, we see that Juan has struck Alice in the past and she fears he'll do it again. Think about your own reaction to this information. What does it make you think about Juan? Consider what others here have all written. How does your reaction compare to theirs?
In creating literature, a writer can do no more than rely on his capacity to project what a character may be like or may do based only on the author's ability to create credibility for the attributes the author assigns to the character.
Thinks also about your own real-life relationships. When someone you know quite well, can you always predict their actions or even their motives? If you can, please tell me how you do it. I have been married for over 50 years and my wife still has the capacity to baffle me and I to baffle her.
Isn't that really what makes humans so interesting?
The first two examples are different because a younger writer will eventually be old, and an older writer was once young. However, writing about another racial background or gender is a different kind of beast altogether. Another reason why a lot of male younger authors start writing better older males when they become old themselves.
In relation to this story, it's the notion of juxtaposing these complicated male characters with clichés of women. For example, the shy girl with the posters of heart throbs on her walls, or the bombshell. At first I didn't see it, but now I understand how some of these depictions are a bit uninventive. It's a difficult thing to get right, even though it hits on some levels quite well.
*I had to edit this comment because I misread a few of Paul's statements.
This has been a hot topic in MFA programs then and now.
In relation to this story, it's the notion of juxtaposing these complicated male characters with clichés of women. For example, the shy girl with the posters of heart throbs on her walls, or the bombshell. At first I didn't see it, but now I understand how some of these depictions are a bit uninventive. It's a difficult thing to get right, even though it hits on some levels quite well.
*I had to edit this comment because I misread a few of Paul's statements.
This has been a hot topic in MFA programs then and now.

I am reminded of sociological studies where the observed always acts different when observed.
So I almost all the way agree with the narrator.
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Authors mentioned in this topic
Drew Gilpin Faust (other topics)Emily Yellin (other topics)
David Reuben (other topics)
Reginald Rose (other topics)
Eugene O'Neill (other topics)
Welcome to the book thread for John Steinbeck's novel, The Wayward Bus.
Schedule
Week 1 August 1-8 Chapters 1-5
Week 2 August 9– 15 Chapters 6-8
Week 3 August 16–22 Chapter 9-11
Week 4 August 23 - 31 Chapter 12–22 (end)
Before we get started, what is the farthest you've traveled by bus?