NP: For Your Consideration

David Morris fqmorris at gmail.com
Wed Jan 17 10:53:06 CST 2018


"Interstices" is a ripe word, full of meaning.

Makes me think of fuzzy borders, stitches between fabrics, transitions
between eras.  I think GRs Pynchon would call it the Zone.

David Morris

On Wed, Jan 17, 2018 at 10:46 AM Paul Mackin <mackin.paul at gmail.com> wrote:

> I had a work friend once who was always saying his preference was for  the
> interstices.  This was very long ago but I think it was something like, in
> Pynchonian terms,  preferring the noise to the signal. Or maybe the
> excluded middle. He had a very interesting mind. I wish I could remember an
> example.
>
> On Wed, Jan 17, 2018 at 6:40 AM, Mark Kohut <mark.kohut at gmail.com> wrote:
>
>> This line is within throwing distance of a terrif Pynchon line, imho.
>>
>> "Meaning is being made in the saccades and the interstitial spaces you
>> ignore."  Even better than Jochen's pun, we get a new image of the real
>> world's meaning  as not found on paper. Not in them there university press
>> books. The real territory is in the holes in the map, so to imagine.
>>
>> Yes, I had to look up 'saccades', didju?
>>
>>  As above, so below.
>>
>> On Tue, Jan 16, 2018 at 2:16 PM, rich <richard.romeo at gmail.com> wrote:
>>
>>> Dylan's Mr Jones was a bit more easy on the ear
>>>
>>> On Mon, Jan 15, 2018 at 5:44 PM, Joseph Tracy <brook7 at sover.net> wrote:
>>>
>>>> I don’t quite know who he is addressing
>>>> or what are the miracles
>>>> or when they begin
>>>> otherwise it does seem highly insulting
>>>>
>>>> > On Jan 15, 2018, at 4:01 PM, Monte Davis <montedavis49 at gmail.com>
>>>> wrote:
>>>> >
>>>> > From Gnomon, by Nick Harkaway:
>>>> >
>>>> > "You sit reading news that has nothing new in it, telling yourself
>>>> that because you hold in your hand some glossy skeuomorphic lozenge you are
>>>> technologically au fait, and that because you know where in the endless
>>>> repetition of tribal politics and fairy dust economics your world is, or
>>>> have consumed many of those books published in pale cream jackets by
>>>> university presses, you are somehow informed about what is important.
>>>> >
>>>> > You are not. Meaning is being made in the saccades and the
>>>> interstitial spaces you ignore. When the miracles begin, you will declare
>>>> that the world has taken a great leap forward, and —wearing the amazed
>>>> expression of a pantomime clown—you will quote Proust as tomorrow’s
>>>> children make jokes that derive their humour from puns invoking senses you
>>>> do not have. You will wear your bewilderment first as modish nostalgia and
>>>> then as politically charged performance art, and finally as a proud, doomed
>>>> ethical position whose idiot gravity you cannot escape. You will go to your
>>>> grave protesting that everyone else has misunderstood. Oh, bravo. Bravo."
>>>>
>>>> -
>>>> Pynchon-l / http://www.waste.org/mail/?listpynchon-l
>>>>
>>>
>>>
>>
>
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