From a review of The Counterforce by J.M. Tyree, a discussion
of Thomas Pynchon’s novel, Inherent Vice. The reviewer is Justin St. Clair who writes
almost an aside about his students’ trouble with the demands of reading an
intentionally “difficult” novel.
And this, I fear, is what’s afflicting many of my
students. They don’t find postmodern fiction palatable. They’re offended by its
lowbrow humor, its willingness to subvert even sanctioned causes, its tortuous
sentences, its cringeworthy sex scenes, its refusal of closure, and the demands
it places on its readers. “Difficulty is elitist,” one told me recently.
Cassette cover design by Joseph Keppler, photo
by Neil D. Novello
Within the context of the literary world, living as I
thought I would, in constant creative mode, a little crazy, I went to the beach
to clear my head. The whoosh of the ocean, the smooth waves, a crispness like
turning pages of the family Bible. While I was changing residences I paused reading, but now
I’m back at it.
Here are some choice bits from the immersion más rápido: