something about pynchon and me...

[Saioued Al-Zaioued]

I have spent the last three years as an avid reader of pynchon. I read 
pynchon relegously, forming many academic decisions with respect to his 
work, and my interest in literature was summed up by many as an interest in 
him. I feel a little let down, now that I am going through V. with all of 
yall (though in a more erratic pace, I've been ahead of you guys by several 
sections most of the time), I feel empty. I do not know if I made all the 
right decisions, but I could always claim that I was enjoying everything I 
was doing; that is no longer true. The man has become so distant from the 
work, that the work is lonely, and I feel V. is an empty set in hollywood, 
an abandoned movie script that was entertaining for the first couple of 
scenes that the studios had no interest in. I could crawl into Finnegans 
Wake, and come out a stronger man, like a scrawny kid joining the navy to 
become a man, but if I do that I might just loose it all and head south to 
lawschool or b-school. Any advice on this situation would be greatly 
appreciated. I would like anyone to show me their favorite passage in V. and 
why they think pynchon is worth so much of their time, I need to get the 
faith back, I can't live like this.

     slightly suicidal on a saturday morning saud.
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