Status Updates From Spieler

To be alone with her was to occupy the immediate center of things. There were no gradations to this kind of desire…It would be essential to talk awhile. He would find his way to her through this process of filling in…He took the glass out of her hand…She moved her head briefly, shaking hair out of her eyes or ending one sequence of encounter to begin another. The second he touched her, touch turned to grip.

"I wouldn't want to say porta rickens…coloreds or any of the well-meaning white folks who have taken up the struggle against the struggle, not knowing…that the capitalist system and the power structure and the pattern of repression are themselves a struggle. It's not an easy matter, being the oppressor. A lot of work involved. Hard dogged unglamorous day-to-day toil…Successful oppression depends on this…”

"The future has collapsed right in on us…It looks like waves and waves of static. It's being beamed in ahead of schedule…It looks like seedy people from Mercer Street…We're sitting watching in the intimacy and comfort of our bedroom and they've got their loft and their camera and it gets shown because that's the law. As soon as they see a camera they take off their clothes. It used to be people waved."

On pace

Third year running of reading a whole book on NYE

"I go to the library. Whatever you want to make, once you know how to use the library, it's right there."

It is increasingly clear that this was the first serious foray into what would emerge with his magnificent 1980s novels and ultimately Underworld. It suffers from a close comparison to those books, but plenty of writers never produce anything this menacing.

A dress rehearsal for DeLillo’s greater novels in terms of theme, setting, and dialogue so far. The prologue was strangely unnerving.