Raindrops

I really don’t quite understand the full significance of the raindrops but it is abundantly clear that they tie so many different aspects of this novel together. Raindrops are the strangest phenomena in this novel, Xanther seems to connect with this force of nature that certainly has a deeper meaning to its constant appearances. What do the raindrops have to do with the Xanther’s panic attacks and the narcons that each character is defined by? It’s possible that Xanther’s epilepsy ties into her ability to sift through other characters feelings and emotions in narcons and their computer code, but she is haunted by this influx of data causing her to have massive panic attacks. Her connection to the cat and her hunger for the number of raindrops displays her undeniable ability while that ability is still unable to be explained. Danielewski alludes to Xanther’s lonely battles with the rain on pg 66, “Like a ghost. A ghost in the raindrops.” Xanther has always been bullied and hasn’t been able to fit in due to her epileptic tendencies but the ability to read others thoughts and emotions could really have caused all these discrepancies with her peers. Borrowing from Kirschenbaum’s “Bookscapes,” the raindrops appear to be Xanther’s affordance between the narcons, other characters emotions and feelings, and her struggle to understand these frantic events while raining. Xanther unknowingly uses the rain to float between the layers of knowledge and power among the VEM, narcons, and other characters.

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One response to “Raindrops”

  1. danielpopek says :

    Very interesting post, and I certainly do think there is something to be said about Xanther’s relationship with the raindrops beyond the obvious (her interest in them). I’m thinking of the way blind people interact with the rain, and how the sound each raindrop makes can work as a kind of sonar to help people without sight have a better understanding of their surroundings. Obviously Xanther’s is not blind, but she does have mental issues that keep her somewhat detached and I feel like her presence in the rain acts as a sort of “tie” to the rest of the world– a way in which she can gain a better understanding of what’s around her.

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