

I persevered for another 100 pages or so before accepting that I wasn’t going to finish it.Įssentially, there are two main characters, Benny Profane and Herbert Stencil. I was fine for the first 150 pages and then I hit a wall. It turned out to be pretty much the same. I had wondered if reading ‘V.’ would be similar to my experience of reading ‘ Cloud Atlas‘ by David Mitchell which I failed to finish a couple of years ago. Moreover, although I’ve read a lot of enjoyable and thought-provoking books in the past few months, it’s been a while since I’ve read something that has properly challenged me.

It’s likely to have been a combination of recently seeing a trailer for the film adaptation of ‘Inherent Vice’ and coming across an old article in The Guardian by Ian Rankin about Pynchon as well as the weird and wonderful cover design of this Vintage Books edition.

I can’t really explain what made me pick up ‘V.’ by Thomas Pynchon from the library shelf three weeks ago.
