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dfwI have this ambitious (probably crazy) plan of re-reading David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest and making my own ‘reader’s guide’ to try to examine just why and how it is a masterpiece. Often I read novels carelessly and miss connections or subtleties. This novel represents the ultimate challenge for a more attentive study. It is something I started and set aside a few years back and this is the preamble I wrote at the time: 

Infinite Jest was written in 1996 and is, by any standards, a big novel. It stretches to 981 pages with a further 96 pages of footnotes to push it beyond the 1000 mark. Footnote is probably a misnomer since many are more than just clarifications or references. One (110) runs to 17 pages. So, it’s not a novel you’d pick up lightly or cast aside easily (unless you wanted to do someone an injury!).

It is a definitive example of a genre of contemporary fiction that British critic James Wood memorably calls “hysterical realism”. In this category he also places U.S. heavyweight writers Thomas Pynchon & Don Delillo and British post-colonialist authors Salman Rushdie & Zadie Smith. Wood writes:
“Storytelling has become a kind of grammar in these novels; it is how they structure and drive themselves on. The conventions of realism are not being abolished but, on the contrary, exhausted, and overworked”

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BLOGGING FOR BLOG’S SAKE

If Harpo Marx had been a blogger this is how he might have looked.

This is getting addictive.

I finished writing my latest blog entry (number 1,164) last night at 11.00pm and immediately felt a wave of calm and relief.

Where once I was content to post when I was in the mood, now I no longer wait around for the muse to strike.

I started this blog on May 25th 2007 and since January 2011 I have managed to maintain my goal of posting every day. It’s become a habit I don’t want to give up.

I still don’t have much of an idea who is reading what I write. It’s nice to have followers and see the number of site hits slowly increasing but this is not my main motivation.

There’s just something psychologically reassuring about offloading things that are swirling around in my brain and I firmly believe that setting down thoughts is the best way of clarifying ideas.

I can cite the great Don DeLillo to support this view. He once said that the reason he writes is to find out what he knows. In my humble way, I’m doing the same.

I am following the advice you’ll find in practically all writing guides in that I’m setting aside time every day to scribble something, however trite and unfinished it might seem at the time.

Let’s face it, if you sit around waiting for inspiration, there’s no guarantee it will ever arrive.

2011 IN REVIEW : BOOKS

Cover image of Retromania - my favourite book of 2011.

This was the year when Tory minister Michael Gove pronounced that, from the age of 11 up, we should read at least 50 books a year. I only managed to read about 40 this year – does that make me a dumbass?

These are the best books I read this year, needless to say, not all were published in 2011 and I wrote blog posts about them all:

Best fiction :

A Visit From The Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan

Freedom by Jonathan Franzen

Point Omega by Don DeLillo

One Day by David Nicholls

Winter’s Bone by Daniel Woodrell

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DON DELILLO AND THE MEANING OF TIME

Don DeLillo is now 74 years old and unlikely to write more large-scale novels like Underworld or Libra. We should be thankful for smaller mercies,however, especially when ,as with Point Omega,  they come packed with a lifetime of wisdom.

The novella is just 145 pages long so can be read easily in one sitting; whether it can be understood completely in this space of time is unlikely. It is a fable of sorts, but a very open-ended one and I can only offer some random thoughts here.

The story opens and closes with Chapters named Anonymity which are impressions of 24 Hour Psycho – a video work by Scottish artist Douglas Gordon in which Alfred Hitchcock’s masterpiece is projected so slowly that it would take 24 hours to watch from start to finish.

I remember seeing this at the Hayward Gallery, London in, I think, 2002.  I stayed watching it for about twenty minutes . It is not designed to be watched for that much longer; there are no seats in the room where it is shown to discourage people getting too comfortable (“the standing man participates”, notes DeLillo) .

I wish my visit had coincided with the shower scene , still,  I remember it being quite a hypnotic, and faintly disorientating, experience.

The character in DeLillo’s book gets obsessed with the work and visits regularly. The fascination is about how it seems to make time an irrelevance; a “radically altered plane of time” in which “the less there was to see, the harder he looked, the more he saw”.

These themes of time and altered reality feature in the main body of the story. (they obviously also consumed Douglas Gordon as he went on to co-direct a 90 minute documentary that focuses entirely on Zinedine Zidane during a Spanish league match).

DeLillo opens the novel proper with the great lines: “The true life is not reducible to words spoken or written, not by anyone, ever. The true life takes place when we’re alone, thinking, feeling, lost in memory, dreamingly self-aware, the submicroscopic moments”.

This is Richard Elster thinking, a 73-year-old retired war adviser who lives for two months of every year in a California retreat cut off from the regular world. He likes to be away from the cities and  the feeling of : “Time falling away. ………. Time becoming slowly older. Enormously old.”.  He believes that we create our own realities; words are not important.

The title comes from a complicated Omega Point theory of perception in the universe which was conceived by French Jesuit Father Teilhand (Pierre Teilhard de Chardin).  Thankfully, this is only briefly touched upon in the story and DeLillo seems to be drawn mainly to the notion by which “the mind transcends all direction inward”.

This half hallucinatory (“hypnagogic”) state is what 24 Hour Psycho produces in the viewer and it is one Estler in his advanced years is happy to embrace:  “Consciousness is exhausted. Back now to organic matter. This is what we want. We want to be stones in a field”.

While I don’t personally find this a very comforting philosophy, DeLillo’s slim volume  did make me reflect on how ageing changes our concept of time completely. Put simply, using time well now (at the age of 52) seems of paramount importance in a way that it didn’t when I was younger.

We apparently view reality at 24 frames a second and the idea of slowing this down is often hugely appealing.

KEEP SECRETS AND KNOW YOURSELF

The daily prompt form WordPress for those of us who recklessly signed up to make a blog post every day suggests:

“Write about one thing you’ve never told anyone and explain why”.

I have just read Don Delillo’s novella Point Omega and am preparing to write some impressions of this.

Some lines of his that I underlined give an articulate  summary of why I will be ignoring this WordPress topic:

“If you reveal everything, bare every feeling, ask for understanding, you lose something crucial to your sense of yourself. You need to know things the others don’t know. It’s what no one knows about you that allows you to know yourself”.

Somehow I don’t think DeLillo uses Facebook!

How do you feel about posting secrets in cyberspace?