Here we have a few observations on postmodernist fiction to digest with postmodernist coffee while we contemplate postmodernist search engines. Postmodernist fiction will do that!
This is a typical postmodern piece of fiction called WILLIE MASTERS’ LONESOME WIFE by William H. Gass. It seems to me that, while critical opinion is kind of divided over Gass’ fiction, the brilliance of his essays is almost universally agreed upon. (I believe he had to write, and publish, his essays as part of his tenure obligations. He was a professor of philosophy.) In the main his shtick is the worship of language. The essay that kicks off his great collection A TEMPLE OF TEXTS , “To A Young Friend Charged with Possession of the Classics,” is a fair representative example.