Thomas Pynchon
@tompynchon.bsky.social
American novelist noted for dense and complex novels
Parody?
Parody?
Ignorance is not just a blank space on a person’s mental map. It has contours and coherence, and for all I know rules of operation as well. So as a corollary to writing about what we know, maybe we should add getting familiar with our ignorance, and the possibilities therein for ruining a good story
December 21, 2025 at 12:39 AM
Ignorance is not just a blank space on a person’s mental map. It has contours and coherence, and for all I know rules of operation as well. So as a corollary to writing about what we know, maybe we should add getting familiar with our ignorance, and the possibilities therein for ruining a good story
"What goes around may come around, but it never ends up exactly the same place, you ever notice? Like a record on a turntable, all it takes is one groove's difference and the universe can be on into a whole 'nother song."
December 21, 2025 at 12:33 AM
"What goes around may come around, but it never ends up exactly the same place, you ever notice? Like a record on a turntable, all it takes is one groove's difference and the universe can be on into a whole 'nother song."
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I despise Thomas Pynchon with every fiber of my being so I got triggered there for a minute lol
December 19, 2025 at 1:36 AM
I despise Thomas Pynchon with every fiber of my being so I got triggered there for a minute lol
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Thomas Pynchon, Gravity's Rainbow, re the creation of the New Turkic Alphabet: "On sidewalks and walls the very first printed slogans start to show up, the first Central Asian fuck you signs, the first kill-the-police-commissioner signs ...
December 19, 2025 at 10:57 AM
Thomas Pynchon, Gravity's Rainbow, re the creation of the New Turkic Alphabet: "On sidewalks and walls the very first printed slogans start to show up, the first Central Asian fuck you signs, the first kill-the-police-commissioner signs ...
“There is also the story about Tyrone Slothrop, who was sent into the Zone to be present as his own assembley…The plan went wrong. He is being broken down…and being scattered. His cards have been laid down, Celtic style…they point only to a long and scuffling future, to mediocrity.”
December 14, 2025 at 5:41 AM
“There is also the story about Tyrone Slothrop, who was sent into the Zone to be present as his own assembley…The plan went wrong. He is being broken down…and being scattered. His cards have been laid down, Celtic style…they point only to a long and scuffling future, to mediocrity.”
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That friend actually told me the other day: "Last year, I read got sober. And I read GRAVITY'S RAINBOW. And my dad died. And I had my first kid. And honestly the Pynchon was the hardest part."
December 10, 2025 at 2:34 AM
That friend actually told me the other day: "Last year, I read got sober. And I read GRAVITY'S RAINBOW. And my dad died. And I had my first kid. And honestly the Pynchon was the hardest part."
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December 10, 2025 at 9:37 PM
"Suppose," said Profane to the sea gull, who was blinking at him, "suppose I was God." He inched on to the platform and lay on his stomach, with nose, eyes and cowboy hat sticking over the edge, like a horizontal Kilroy.”
December 9, 2025 at 12:37 AM
"Suppose," said Profane to the sea gull, who was blinking at him, "suppose I was God." He inched on to the platform and lay on his stomach, with nose, eyes and cowboy hat sticking over the edge, like a horizontal Kilroy.”
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Gravity's Rainbow.
Jonathan Lethem once put it very well: "For Joyce, history is a nightmare from which we are trying to awake. For Pynchon, history is a nightmare within which we must become lucid dreamers."
You can see the great curve in Pynchon and then, after that, you see it everywhere.
Jonathan Lethem once put it very well: "For Joyce, history is a nightmare from which we are trying to awake. For Pynchon, history is a nightmare within which we must become lucid dreamers."
You can see the great curve in Pynchon and then, after that, you see it everywhere.
performative reading, lack of reading skills, nobody's reading anymore -- NO!
tell me about a book that changed you
for me? the *extremely* ahistorical novel, THE AGONY AND THE ECSTASY which I read at 13 and was like, "Oh, art can be *everything* to a maker, for good and bad"
tell me about a book that changed you
for me? the *extremely* ahistorical novel, THE AGONY AND THE ECSTASY which I read at 13 and was like, "Oh, art can be *everything* to a maker, for good and bad"
November 12, 2025 at 2:25 PM
Gravity's Rainbow.
Jonathan Lethem once put it very well: "For Joyce, history is a nightmare from which we are trying to awake. For Pynchon, history is a nightmare within which we must become lucid dreamers."
You can see the great curve in Pynchon and then, after that, you see it everywhere.
Jonathan Lethem once put it very well: "For Joyce, history is a nightmare from which we are trying to awake. For Pynchon, history is a nightmare within which we must become lucid dreamers."
You can see the great curve in Pynchon and then, after that, you see it everywhere.
“Then again, it’s the whole Reagan program, isn’t it – dismantle the New Deal, reverse the effects of World War II, restore fascism at home and around the world, flee into the past, can’t you feel it, all the dangerous childish stupidity –.”
December 8, 2025 at 4:04 PM
“Then again, it’s the whole Reagan program, isn’t it – dismantle the New Deal, reverse the effects of World War II, restore fascism at home and around the world, flee into the past, can’t you feel it, all the dangerous childish stupidity –.”
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Pynchon I think is one of the people who can see the invisible string on which the globe dangles, and he has some stern questions for the owner of the great hand that occasionally plucks that string.
December 8, 2025 at 3:12 PM
Pynchon I think is one of the people who can see the invisible string on which the globe dangles, and he has some stern questions for the owner of the great hand that occasionally plucks that string.
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"why is pynchon a recluse" because when you want fascists dead you are a target bsky.app/profile/cfmc...
Soon as I can get hold of a tommy gun I'm just going out before breakfast and start shooting Fascists
THOMAS PYNCHON
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THOMAS PYNCHON
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December 7, 2025 at 1:06 PM
"why is pynchon a recluse" because when you want fascists dead you are a target bsky.app/profile/cfmc...
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Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.
1123:
Merle and Roswell went down to the creek and joined a bucket brigade, hoses were run from hydrants, and later some engines showed up from Cleveland.
atd1line.blogspot.com/2025/12/chap...
1123:
Merle and Roswell went down to the creek and joined a bucket brigade, hoses were run from hydrants, and later some engines showed up from Cleveland.
atd1line.blogspot.com/2025/12/chap...
Chapter 1: Section 7: Page 63: Line 141 (1123)
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December 5, 2025 at 7:46 AM
Against the Day by Pynchon. One Line at a Time.
1123:
Merle and Roswell went down to the creek and joined a bucket brigade, hoses were run from hydrants, and later some engines showed up from Cleveland.
atd1line.blogspot.com/2025/12/chap...
1123:
Merle and Roswell went down to the creek and joined a bucket brigade, hoses were run from hydrants, and later some engines showed up from Cleveland.
atd1line.blogspot.com/2025/12/chap...
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Pynchon gone fucking beautiful describing a motorcycle: “…no substitute for his old Harley Flathead, which, though less of a coherent machine than a history of maintenance melodramas each waiting its turn to be enacted, he now misses heartbroken as a cowboy in a song…”
November 30, 2025 at 2:32 PM
Pynchon gone fucking beautiful describing a motorcycle: “…no substitute for his old Harley Flathead, which, though less of a coherent machine than a history of maintenance melodramas each waiting its turn to be enacted, he now misses heartbroken as a cowboy in a song…”