re Book Description

[MalignD at aol.com]

<< As the oft-repeated negative comments roll in on schedule, unchanged since 
the last go-round, about anything Pynchon has written since GR or except GR - 
the other novels, stories, blurbs, essays, & etc. - it might be fruitful to 
consider how useful it is to use the same criteria to evaluate everything he 
writes and publishes, disregarding the different purposes for which they are 
written, the differing publishing contexts, etc.  >>

If ever I thought it would be fun to have this douchebag back to kick around 
-- I didn't -- this was all that would have been needed to dislodge the 
thought.

This post is incoherent.  He's written great novels; his essays are a lot 
less than great; his short stories ditto.  One reads, one forms opinions, one 
exprersses them, if one is not a blinkered acolyte.  But you, after all -- a 
grown man with a child -- , call yourself "pynchonoid."  

This blurb -- which you apparently want to be considered as a genre -- is, if 
taken seriously -- that is, as an author writing about his work -- awful.  
Consider this paragraph:

"As an era of certainty comes crashing down around their ears and an 
unpredictable future commences, these folks are mostly just trying to pursue their
lives. Sometimes they manage to catch up; sometimes it's their lives that 
pursue them."

This is bad, sentimental, trite writing.  Parody is the only thing that lets 
him off the hook, assuming he wrote it.  If he wrote this sincerely, well ... 
There's always GR and a lot of reservations about what's coming, all 900 pages 
of it.