Pynch me..

I don't often read the Spectator (its politics and mine don't exactly see eye to eye), but with a plane journey to kill ...

November 26, 2006

I don’t often read the Spectator (its politics and mine don’t exactly see eye to eye), but with a plane journey to kill this morning I bought a copy to understand how the enemy is thinking.

Not only did I discover two great Christmas present ideas (don’t tell the missus)

Secret present 1
Secret present 2

But I also found a magical review of Thomas Pynchon’s new doorstopper “Against the Day” penned by Sam Leith…

Sam quotes a typical passage:

” He was gazing at her as if having just glimpsed the simple longtitude of what he was about to do, as if desiring to come into some shelter (though maybe only her idea of it…so, like terms on each side cancelling, they only stood there, curtains of venetian mist between them, among the steam sirens and clamoring boatmen, and both young people understood a profound opening of distinction between those who would be here, exactly here, day after tomorrow to witness the next gathering before passage, and those stepping off the night precipice of this journey, who would never be here, never exactly here, again.”

Just stunning writing. I have ordered it for myself as an early Christmas present…

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