I am within 100 pages of the end of Gravity's Rainbow. You think I'd be happy about that.
“100 pages? What's the big deal?” Yeah, I know, I hear you, but I'm so over this book, so ready to cast it aside, that the final
100 93 pages are going to be something that's tough — canvas. The last 93 pages are going to be canvas. Ugh.
“You're in The Counterforce?” Monstro asks, nearly rubbing his hands together. “It completely makes no sense anymore. Once you lose Slothrop…” And I Know he loves the book and that it's His book but I can't imagine why. It's best read through a modified Bibliomancy — ask a question in your head, shut thy eyes, open book, point, and interpret.
For a man who writes epic-in-size novels, Pynchon's really stingy as an author. You get catalogs of information but very little heart and soul about the characters. I knew more about Ortho “The Darkness” Stice after 400 pages of Infinite Jest than I do about Slothrop.
I'll tell you though, I'm damn glad to have Monstro guiding me — mostly through questions about things that haven't happened yet, followed by what he intends as a tantalizing tidbit but I interpret as 20 more pounds of bricks on my shoulders.
Gravity's Rainbow is wearing me down, man.
So far the best question I've been able to ask about it is whether anyone has mentioned that the title itself is an oxymoron: Gravity is the law that holds things to earth, while rainbows are the promise that arc above it.
Will Divide? Patrick, sfmike? Monstro hadn't seen that before; what about you?