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- Jan. 15, 1990: Shadowy Presence
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1990
- Jan. 15, 1990 Antarctica
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- BOOKS, Page 70
- Shadowy Presence
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p> The weather for the third annual Gravity's Rainbow Marathon,
- which began last Nov. 9 on the flagstone terrace in front of
- Princeton University's Firestone Library, kicked off rainy and
- windy. Somewhere into the 38 straight hours of public reading,
- performed in sequence by 76 volunteers, of every word of Thomas
- Pynchon's 760-page (in the original edition) novel, conditions
- turned clear and colder. Still, through the long day and night
- and next day, listeners assembled and dispersed, some of them
- harboring a small hope that this academic homage might attract
- the attendance of the author himself. (Rumors about a stranger
- who could have been Pynchon lurking about the fringes of the
- first marathon, two years earlier, continued to circulate.) The
- only problem was, if the author had shown up, no one would have
- been able to recognize him.
- </p>
- <p> Pynchon, 52, is usually described as reclusive, but this
- term does not quite capture the reality. Howard Hughes was
- reclusive; so are J.D. Salinger and Greta Garbo. These people
- achieved fabled recognitions and then decided to barricade
- themselves against a public that knew where they were and what
- they looked like. Pynchon, by contrast, somehow had the
- foresight to hide from the beginning; the only photographs of
- him in circulation date from his late adolescence. As a result,
- he resembles, in his freedom, an apparition he includes in
- Vineland, namely "`Chuck,' the world's most invisible robot,"
- an android that operates on an erratic airline between Los
- Angeles and Honolulu. "How invisible," the plane's p.a. system
- announces, "you might wonder, is `Chuck'? Well, he's been
- walking around among you, all through this whole flight! Yes,
- and now he could be right next to you--o-or you!"
- </p>
- <p> Is this Pynchon's teasing reference to his own shadowy
- presence among his admirers? A lot of readers and scholars
- would like to ask him this question directly, plus several
- zillion others. But Thomas Ruggles Pynchon Jr. is not, never
- has been, available for interviews. What can definitively be
- known about him has long since been tracked down. He was born
- May 8, 1937, in Glen Cove, N.Y., into an old, distinguished New
- England family; one ancestor founded several towns in
- Massachusetts; another served as the ninth president of Trinity
- College in Hartford. Pynchon graduated from Oyster Bay High
- School in 1953, enrolled at Cornell University, took time out
- to serve in the Navy, returned to college, worked on the
- literary magazine and received a B.A. in 1959. Classmates who
- remember Pynchon at all recall a tall, shy young man,
- occasionally given to bursts of prankishness.
- </p>
- <p> He held one known job, as an adviser in the writing of
- technical documents for the Boeing Co. in Seattle, before V.,
- his first novel, appeared in 1963 and he disappeared into his
- own fame. Since then, his anonymity has been guarded by an
- extremely loyal band of friends, editors and literary
- representatives. People who know about Pynchon do not talk;
- those who talk almost certainly do not know. Hearsay has thus
- run rampant. Word has it that Pynchon has spent major time in
- California and has endured recurrent dental problems. He is a
- lifelong bachelor; or, he has been married several times.
- </p>
- <p> Does any of this matter? As far as Pynchon's books are
- concerned, no. Yet in this celebrity-besotted era, the
- spectacle of someone avoiding exposure is naturally intriguing.
- And Pynchon's fiction, with its emphasis on suspected
- conspiracies and coded significances, makes him seem a dandy
- candidate for a guru. If he ever went public, he could be
- buried in acolytes overnight. Which is a fine reason for
- Pynchon to stay right where he is, in enviable possession of a
- mystique far bigger than any single, flawed, vulnerable human.
- </p>
- <p>By Paul Gray.
- </p>
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