Pynchon genius
Bruce Appelbaum
Bruce_Appelbaum at chemsystems.com
Thu Aug 28 11:32:50 CDT 1997
Whether TRP is a genius or not (the MacArthur grant seems to give
credence to the positive), there is no reason to worship him. The
fact that he keeps to himself probably indicates that he doesn't want
to be worshipped anyway!
Yes, he's tremendously clever at painting images with words, with
associations and referential writing. This is all part of why I enjoy
(and struggle with) his work. It took me 20 years to make it through
GR, and I'm in the middle of another attempt. Actually it wasn't
until I joined the p-list that I was able to make it all the way
through in a single reading. It will probably take me a few years to
get through M&D. But every attempt shows me something new that I
missed before and this makes the struggle worth it to me. His
writings are like onions, layer upon layer upon layer.
As to the "great writer" paradigm, TRP doesn't present the persona of
a Hemingway, a Fitzgerald, a Mailer, a Rushdie. He doesn't present
himself at all! A former college "friend" who was very active on this
list not too long ago, along with his assorted girlfriends, offspring
and ex-significant others, promised to give us the low-down on TRP,
but who knows how accurate this presentation was? Does it matter?
I don't think I want to be TRP's friend. I'm not sure I would even
want to meet him. I think I might be disappointed. I'm certainly not
his footsoldier, nor do I think that most people on the p-list would
consider themselves in that role. And I certainly don't worship him.
I think we're all here because we have a common interest in his
writings. Some of us have a morbid curiousity about his private life.
There are no unseen forces. While there seem to be more
"personalities" on this list than on most, the dynamic of this list is
not too different from some of the other lists that I subscribe to.
I for one am not guided by "forces unseen" (as long as you ignore my
earlier post today concerning placing aluminum foil in my hat to block
out radio signals from outer space). I enjoy TRP's work, I enjoy and
learn from the comments and notes posted here. I enjoy the sense of
<virtual> community.
As to "the world beating a path to his door," well, most people don't
even know where that door is (although if you examine the photo from
the UK newspaper that Jester had posted on his website for a while,
you can pin it down to a single city block). And if you managed to
locate the door, don't expect the doorman to let you through.
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Subject: Pynchon genius
Author: Paul Mackin <mackin at allware.com> at Internet
Date: 8/28/1997 11:44 AM
Does anyone have trouble besides me with the genius of
Pynchon concept? Is Pynchon merely text, or textuality
(eeek), that happens to resonate for us, or is there a
great god-given writer out there name of Thomas Pynchon
who is so fantastically clever with words and ideas
that the world must beat a path to his door, so to speak.
I know I am forever citing the Pynchon genius at this
or at that, then hating myself for it an instant later.
But what can you do when you see something you especially
like? It's natural to think there's something behind it,
besides the material conditions of whatever. But how well
does our P fit the great writer syndrome of the past?
Normal Mailer was a great writer to no insignificant
extent through forever proclaiming the fact to the world.
He challeged all others to better him either at the
keyboard or the fight ring. Is other words, it was a
PR job, a military campaign. But Pynchon just maintains
silence. Has Pynchon ever done anything to stake out a
genius slot on the writing scene, besides just turning
out good books? Does he need to, does anyone think? Is
the p-list an adequate substitute? Are we his foot
soldiers, secretly guided to action by forces unseen?
Yep, it's gotta be this last.
Don't expect to get any answers but can't help
wondering . . .
P.
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