VLVL2 The Return of Weed Atman

[jbor]

> Pynchon's novels only call attention to their own
> signification, "which hang without reference, pointing like
> a severed arm to nowhere in particular."

Another, less antagonistic, way to put this is that his texts recognise and
acknowledge their own artifice as fiction, their subjectivity(ies) as text,
and the fact that *all* texts are only conditional versions in precisely the
same ways. With Pynchon's novels, though (and partly *because*) this
admission is made constantly and self-consciously, the "severed arm" does
indeed point back to The World.

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