Along the lines of psychological realism, Updike has some more character insight that comes closer to stream of consciousness:
Holding a three wood, absorbed in its heavy reddish head and grass-stained face and white stripe prettily along the edge, he thinks O.K., if you’re so smart and clenches and swirls. Ahg: when she tumbled so easily, to balk this! The mouth of torn grass and the ball runs, hops and hops, hides in a bush; white tail. And when he walks there, the bush is damn somebody, his mother; he lifts the huffy branches like skirts, in a fury of shame but with care not to break any, and these branches bother his legs while he tries to pour his will down into the hard irreducible pellet that is not really himself yet in a way is; just the way it sits there in the center of everything. (p. 123)
I’m not concerned here with what this means, what his thought process is but more with the fact that it is a throught process. The only italicized phrase is "O.K. if you’re so smart" and yet the third person narrative here is of the stream of consciousness form, as if taken from Rabbit’s head and explained in a more psychological manner. As if to form the random thoughts into a more cohesive, more telling statement of Rabbit’s thinking. Not to explain, but to show that Rabbit is at last allowing himself to admit his feelings to himself and to try to understand them.
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