Friday, April 27, 2012

Well this has been an interesting read so far, and choosing were to begin on thoughts is not as easy as one may think. So lets just jump in!

Confusing and a bit frustrating to read, this is not a book I would take to the pool and consider a delightful read. I feel like it took me longer to read these few chapters because I was constantly going back and re-reading to see where I lost track of what was going on. Then, at other times I felt like I was following along just fine, then I would stop and question my reading skills of the times I had to go back to figure out what I had read.  The sentence structure is definitely different and in my opinion led to a little confusion, I also felt that in my reading I how somehow lost the point or maybe the better word would be plot because of the change of subject so quickly.

At times I was wondering were I was lacking in my reading abilities and understanding of how books are written, due to the fact I was so frustrated with the structure of the book. The story in someways gets lost to me because I am so focused on myself. I do have to say though that I am a little caught off guard by her responses to things and how she just adapts to the situations she find herself in and then is on to the next. When most people would break down at the thought of an affair, and would have to spend time with friends or a shrink to come to terms with how they feel. I do have to remind myself that this is a book and reality is what the author makes it.

It is interesting though, I know a concept not suspected after all the complaining and self doubt I just stated. It became even more so, once I left class and the discussion that was had. I do have to say that I just might envy the readers that see the insight without much effort, but maybe this is the answer to why I am not seeking to be an english major.

1 comment:

  1. You're not the first read who Pynchon has made to question their reading skills! I like that you point out Oedipa's forward movement through the plot. She doesn't stop for long. In some ways, this is the best way to read "Crying," in Pynchon's downhill, headlong style.

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