Thomas Pynchon's new novel: 'Inherent Vice'
Publisher Penguin's catalog reveals details about the upcoming book by Thomas Pynchon. As previously reported, it will be a detective novel hitting shelves next summer; the news is the title, "Inherent Vice." And details about the plot:
It’s been awhile since Doc Sportello has seen his ex-girlfriend. Suddenly out of nowhere she shows up with a story about a plot to kidnap a billionaire land developer whom she just happens to be in love with. Easy for her to say. It’s the tail end of the psychedelic sixties in L.A., and Doc knows that “love” is another of those words going around at the moment, like “trip” or “groovy,” except that this one usually leads to trouble. Despite which he soon finds himself drawn into a bizarre tangle of motives and passions whose cast of characters includes surfers, hustlers, dopers and rockers, a murderous loan shark, a tenor sax player working undercover, an ex-con with a swastika tattoo and a fondness for Ethel Merman, and a mysterious entity known as the Golden Fang, which may only be a tax dodge set up by some dentists.
In this lively yarn, Thomas Pynchon, working in an unaccustomed genre, provides a classic illustration of the principle that if you can remember the sixties, you weren’t there . . . or . . . if you were there, then you . . . or, wait, is it . . .
You might say I'm a little too much of a fan of "The Crying of Lot 49" -- I got only puzzled stares when I showed up at a Halloween party dressed as Oedipa Mass. But when I hear Pynchon, psychedelic sixties and billionaire land developer, I can't help but think Pierce Inverarity. Could this world overlap with the world of "The Crying of Lot 49"? Or will it be a bizarre sixties Southern California of its own?
Thanks to tireless litblogger Scott Esposito for finding the Pynchon entry in the the PDF catalog.
-- Carolyn Kellogg










Sounds wonderful. Hope it's not a thousand pages long. One of the charms of "The Crying of Lot 49" was the fact it could be breezed through in a weekend or so.
Posted by: Kit Stolz | November 26, 2008 at 02:40 PM
I got only puzzled stares when I showed up at a Halloween party dressed as Oedipa Mass.
That could be because you were spelling your last name wrong.
Posted by: Jared | December 05, 2008 at 02:23 PM
Just goes to show, Jared -- I coulda sworn I showed up as Oedipa Maas, but it seems our copy desk had other ideas.
Posted by: Carolyn Kellogg | December 05, 2008 at 02:29 PM
I hope it's 27 volumes of a thousand pages each.
Nice preview Ms. Kellogg.
Posted by: roy belmont | December 05, 2008 at 10:06 PM
Ah, to go back to those 60s-dayz a.l.a. Oedipa Mass - I wonder if Mucho will appear in cameo/walk on? Whatever happened to Oed, do you think? JG
Posted by: Joe Hutsko | December 19, 2008 at 08:18 PM
i hope it's better than Vineland, which was crap, Roberto Bolano"s 2666 is the book for Pynchon's V/ Rainbow period fans. Pynchon has become the bobby fisher of literature, like salinger before him. i keep my hardback Gravity with me at all times, and read a passage or two when i've got time.
Posted by: tom | August 05, 2009 at 08:09 PM