He sat forlorn, feeling as if that most feared enemy of sleep had entered silently on a busy night, the one person whom you must come face to face with someday, who asks you, in the earshot of your oldest customers, to mix a cocktail whose name you have never heard. – V.
I’ll be drinking my way through every beverage I find in the pages of Pynchon. This could take a while. Let me know if you spot any I’ve missed!
Anything that can get drunk, he reasoned, must have some soul. -V.
Just heard your podcast episode. Great intro to your blog. Always nice to hear another Aussie talking about Pynchon.
Your site will be reviewed (positively!) in a forthcoming book by Cambridge University Press, “Pynchon in Context”, Chapter 41,
How exciting! I will eagerly await its release.