So...I read a lot. I mean, a LOT. And my family and friends are, generally, bored of listening to me witter on about books. So here I am, Internet. Lucky you.
My Wordpress blog, my Other Internet Home, is here.
I can't pretend that I've even begun to understand it yet, Bleeding Edge being the usual Pynchon mixture of unresolved plot, unconnected images and a sense of some deep significance that's always just eluding you, but a fun, deeply paranoid read about the Internet, New York and Cold War hangovers.