23 Snapshots of San Francisco(Blog #6)

While reading "Twenty-three Snapshots of San Francisco" by Seth Lindberg, I found the idea of memories as snapshots very interesting. In a post apocalyptic world, remaining pictures are all what the narrator has in remembering the past. Fragments, moments, impressions were what the photos really  represented. The narrator states that "I have my pictures, I have my memories...They stretch those moments together, they put a framework that's not there" (91). From this quote, the narrator is trying to state that one cannot just tell their life story. Throughout our whole life, memories and fragments accumulate and humans tend to fill in between the lines to make it complete. Another thing that I want to note on is the author's comment on "things that seem to be alive but aren't." I feel this is fundamental to understanding the story as a whole because it makes us question if the events in the photos were actually real or alive. When looking at these snapshots, some indications of "the dead" such as red eyes, head tilting, and strange shadows all appear to suggest a zombified aspect. Thus when the narrator states "It's you and me, unwilling to forget we're alive," the notion of holding onto life is evident. The narrator does not want to become a figment of the past, a snapshot, dead.