NP.
Mark Kohut
mark.kohut at gmail.com
Thu Feb 10 11:11:19 UTC 2022
Since most won't care, and they have no need to, this is an indulgence.
But *The Books of Jacob* is quite difficult to read; OR, is quite difficult
for me to read.
I will allude to Pynchon only in two ways. It does remind me of the first
time I
read, tried to read,* Gravity's Rainbow*. Because of all the characters
introduced,
discrete scenes and themes started. Except for a few musings and riffs that
I will
call metaphysical, overtly theological [ very Judaic--and very beyond, I
think--, in which I am weak] or otherwise transcendent of a nitty-gritty
world
of the past, mid 1700s Poland, and, o yes, its ambition, it isn't much like
GR at all. That I can tell. (Why even did I say this?; no one said it was.)
And those
musings within remind more of the metaphoric associative leaps of *Against
the Day* than GR. Those musings
and some other things are marvelous though, but like raisins in a harsh
oatmeal so far, to use a lame cliche.
Thanks for reading my reading diary entry for the day.
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