Jorpho, the reward for finishing Gravity’s Rainbow is that you don’t have to read Gravity’s Rainbow anymore – but the reward for reading Ulysses is that you never have to read Ulysses EVER AGAIN.
I finished Ulysses one summer – by virtue of reading it in English and not from a translation to my mother tongue, and by virtue of saying mid-book: hey, I’m not a native speaker of this language, I don’t need to look up every strange word in the dictionary and re-write pages upon pages just to get through a sentence, my friends will understand. They did, and didn’t approve.
i had enough trouble sitting through “the neverending story.” it felt like reading ulysses, but more banal. i died of boredom three times that day. there was no reward, if anything i’m still recovering. i should have watched “plan 9 from outer space” instead.
I’ve finished Gravity’s Rainbow; that wasn’t too difficult. It was Mason & Dixon that soon started to bore me to death so I couldn’t finish it. Since then, Against the Day has restored my faith in Pynchon.
@openuniverse – The reward for sitting through The NeverEnding Story is that it does eventually end. At the time it was in theaters one of my friends was trying to figure out who to sue because it DID end.
In my experience, doing impressive things like reading massive, brainy novels usually feels rewarding, but doing extremely difficult banal things like flossing twice a day, or however much one is recommended to do it, gives no reward whatsoever, instead of bleeding gums. Buying a crappy house that one can afford? No reward in that, particularly if you have to live in a boring-as-fuck small town. Devoting your life to public service? Mother Theresa claims that it wasn’t very rewarding. I believe her. But I once spent a summer trying to learn “Master of Puppets” on guitar, which was way more rewarding than it should’ve been.
Great! But I can’t tell if the bunny has cute little bunny arms or boobs. The possibilities are not quite endless, but it feels like they are. I suppose non-comic bunnies have, like, six boobs. So I’m going with the bunny arms. …. …. …. um …. am I right?
January 6, 2011
Well, I *did* get an “A-” for my final paper in HS on Gravity’s Rainbow. That’s kind of an award, right?
January 6, 2011
I bought a floss I could afford.
— MrJM
January 6, 2011
It doesn’t count if your inbox is empty because nobody emails you.
January 6, 2011
Isn’t the reward for finishing Gravity’s Rainbow the fact that you don’t have to read Gravity’s Rainbow anymore?
No, wait, that’s Ulysses.
January 6, 2011
@Erika it doesn’t? Dang!
January 6, 2011
this is about the mustaches, isn’t it?
January 6, 2011
Jorpho, the reward for finishing Gravity’s Rainbow is that you don’t have to read Gravity’s Rainbow anymore – but the reward for reading Ulysses is that you never have to read Ulysses EVER AGAIN.
January 7, 2011
You can never finish Ulysses…
January 7, 2011
Tell me about it. I’m still at ten pages, after six years.
January 7, 2011
I finished Ulysses! But that’s only because I absolutely needed to have it done for my senior thesis. /noreward
Finnegans Wake, on the other hand, is impossible to get through in less than a decade. /stillnoreward
January 8, 2011
I finished Ulysses one summer – by virtue of reading it in English and not from a translation to my mother tongue, and by virtue of saying mid-book: hey, I’m not a native speaker of this language, I don’t need to look up every strange word in the dictionary and re-write pages upon pages just to get through a sentence, my friends will understand. They did, and didn’t approve.
January 9, 2011
i had enough trouble sitting through “the neverending story.” it felt like reading ulysses, but more banal. i died of boredom three times that day. there was no reward, if anything i’m still recovering. i should have watched “plan 9 from outer space” instead.
January 9, 2011
I’ve finished Gravity’s Rainbow; that wasn’t too difficult. It was Mason & Dixon that soon started to bore me to death so I couldn’t finish it. Since then, Against the Day has restored my faith in Pynchon.
January 10, 2011
@openuniverse – The reward for sitting through The NeverEnding Story is that it does eventually end. At the time it was in theaters one of my friends was trying to figure out who to sue because it DID end.
January 10, 2011
I’ve been about 100 pages into gravity’s rainbow for the past eight years.
Pick it up, start over from the beginning, and then lose interest when a book with a shinier cover flys by. I’ll get there one day.
January 10, 2011
Well, I enjoyed Ulysses, especially the part where he tricks the Cyclops.
January 12, 2011
Now I feel compelled to affirm that I was joking. Please don’t judge me.
January 13, 2011
Yeah, well, this one time, I also finished a book of length and complexity.
Ulysses’s bloody hilarious anyway.
January 13, 2011
In my experience, doing impressive things like reading massive, brainy novels usually feels rewarding, but doing extremely difficult banal things like flossing twice a day, or however much one is recommended to do it, gives no reward whatsoever, instead of bleeding gums. Buying a crappy house that one can afford? No reward in that, particularly if you have to live in a boring-as-fuck small town. Devoting your life to public service? Mother Theresa claims that it wasn’t very rewarding. I believe her. But I once spent a summer trying to learn “Master of Puppets” on guitar, which was way more rewarding than it should’ve been.
January 15, 2011
Great! But I can’t tell if the bunny has cute little bunny arms or boobs. The possibilities are not quite endless, but it feels like they are. I suppose non-comic bunnies have, like, six boobs. So I’m going with the bunny arms. …. …. …. um …. am I right?
January 24, 2011
Humph. I *like* small towns.
PS – they don’t have to be boring if you choose the right one.
June 21, 2011
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May 10, 2012
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