metal_0057
Been thinking a lot about MARS ATTACKS! lately so when I found a metal hole-puncher that had seen better days, I turned it into a death ray. As one does.
Been thinking a lot about MARS ATTACKS! lately so when I found a metal hole-puncher that had seen better days, I turned it into a death ray. As one does.
A colleague of K’s loved the large, original strawberry sundA.I. so I made this little fun-sized version (about 1/4 the size, if that) for her. Much less detailed, but I still had to throw in the Audrey Horne homage.
Opened with excitement - NEW PYNCHON! - slogged through the first hundred pages feeling as though I was reading someone trying to write like Pynchon without any of the joyous perplexity and thrill of being lost in his worlds. Considered putting it down, thinking that maybe I wasn't in the right frame of mind, visions of Cormac McCarthy's last being a slog and hoping this wouldn't be Pynchon's last fictional offering though time is a cruel mistress but, by triple digit page numbers, the story started moving, the characters started clicking and it felt like Pynchon. Lesser Pynchon, certainly, but his brain was there. And so was mine. Hoping it holds for the rest of it (another hundred pages or so). Not recommended for anyone wanting to give Pynchon a first go: guaranteed you won't get the appeal. I've read everything he's written and I barely made it to solid footing here.