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V. remains a popular literary classic by one of America''s great modernists. Through a cryptic entry in his father''s dairy, Henry Stencil becomes obsessed with discovering the identity of V., in a quest that leads him through the dizzying world of characters. V. is a wild, macabre tale of the twentieth century and of two men (one looking for something he has lost; the other never had too much to lose and isn''t looking for it)-and "V.", the unknown lady of the title, who may be somebody''s mother, somebody''s mistress, or the world gone mad with despair.
About the author
Thomas Pynchon was born in 1937. His books include V, Gravity's Rainbow, Vineland, Mason & Dixon, Against the Day, Inherent Vice, and Bleeding Edge.
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"Filled with wild humor, inventive wordplay and a darkly imaginative power." - Philadelphia Inquirer
"[V.] sails with majesty through caverns measureless to man. What does it mean? Who. finally, is V.? Few books haunt the waking or the sleeping mind, but this is one. Who, indeed?" - Time
"[A] brilliant and turbulent first novel." - George Plimpton, New York Times Book Review
"This work may well stand as one of the very best works of the century." - Atlantic Review
"[V.] leaves the imagination spent and the mind reeling." - New York Herald Tribune
"One of the most interesting productions of our century. . . . Pynchon's creative imagination is amazing. . . . This work may well stand as one of the very best novels of the century." - Atlanta Journal-Constitution
"The underpinnings of Pynchon's satire-the mathematical precision of his settings, the feverishly-sustained atmosphere of his conspiracy-are part of his book's fascination. But even more exciting to behold here is the scope of a highly-energized mind at work." - Boston Globe
"Highly original. . . . [Pynchon] has produced as sophisticated and worldly a string of words as anyone has put together in novel form. . . . There is something for everyone here." - Chicago Tribune
"The pace is breathless and the spectacle breathtaking . . . . I hope his next book will be every bit as wild, as unrestrained, as inventive, as hilarious, as invigorating as this one. . . . Benny Profane-and Thomas Pynchon-look with a wry eye at our cockeyed world and its people, with a welcome and astringent irony. " - Globe and Mail
"A cool, skilled, enigmatic first novel." - New Yorker
"It is easier to nail a blob of mercury than to describe this novel by Thomas Pynchon." - Saturday Review
