Chapter 1
A Map of the Territory
American Fiction at the Millennium
Why are terminal events so pleasing?
Don DeLillo, Great Jones Street (223)
This book is a study of the novels of Jonathan Franzen, but it is also about the context in which these novels were written as it attempts to outline a tentative map of American fiction at the millennium, a time when numerous writers struggled through what they seemed to believe were the last days of postmodernism. But to begin a survey of American writing by referring to the American writerâs self-conscious awareness of a critical framework requires some explanation, since American literature is, after all, famously resistant to traditional modes of classification. As far back as 1841, for example, Thomas Carlyle questioned the applicability of critical categories to American writing and warned readers encountering Ralph Waldo Emerson to not worry about classifying the American, for âists and isms are rather a growing wearinessâ (x). Emerson, himself, extended this sentiment by imagining in âThe American Scholarâ a mind âtyrannized over by its own unifying instinctâ and remorselessly categorizing everything it encountered (86).
From Emerson through to Wallace Stevensâs reflections on the ârage for orderâ (130), American literature is fascinated and revolted by the classifying impulse, and much postmodern fiction may seem to replicate that relationship. In Thomas Pynchonâs Gravityâs Rainbow (1973), for example, the fear is distilled into almost pure form when Pynchon imagines a text that is âto be picked to pieces, annotated, explicated ⊠squeezed limp of its last dropâ by the âscholar-magicians of the Zoneâ (520). Nevertheless, the generation of American writers who came to be associated with the rise of postmodernism in the 1960s were unusual not just in their self-conscious efforts to classify their relationship to literary history, but also in their tendency to dramatize that self-consciousness within their fiction. This anxious awareness of literary history shadows the work of many major postmodernists. Robert Coover, for example, began his career by invoking the shade of Cervantes in an attempt to neatly define the beginning of a new literary era that his work would help usher in. In Pricksongs and Descants (1969)âa volume that gathers many of his earliest fictionsâCoover tells the ghost of the Spanish novelist that he finds himself âstanding at the end of one age and on the threshold of another,â addressing the need for ânew ⊠fictional formsâ (78, 79). To an even greater extent, John Barth internalizes and recasts the tensions of his generation in his late fiction. In Once Upon a Time (1994), for instance, Barth presents a writer working on what he âcanât resist thinking of as [his] Last Bookâ (382), an elegiac sentiment that is reinforced by the acronym yielded by Barthâs title: this writer is on his way OUT. Barthâs writer acknowledges that he is driven by âthe record-keeper in meâ (11), and the skeleton of the novel is provided by a survey of, and a progression through, Barthâs fictional productions that is, in turn, prefaced by a sketch of literary historyâs production of a âdivision between high art and commercial âprolefeed,â polarizing novelists into James Joyces on the one hand and James Micheners on the otherâ (24â25). Trying to establish âwho in the fluxing world he isâ (323), these maps of both literary history and his own works locate him in time and space, affirming for Barth his position at the confluence of modernism and popular fiction, as âa confessed Postmodernistâ (25).
Once Upon a Time and Pricksongs and Descants stand at opposite ends of postmodernism, but both texts illustrate an impulse within the movement to imagine the writerâs work as a kind of historical marker, illuminating the selfâs relationship to the literary past. Although earlier literary periods were constructed by critics, these texts embody the efforts of postmodernismâas Brian McHale has argued in âWhat Was Postmodernism?ââto âperiodize ⊠itself.â McHale writes: âFrom the very outset, postmodernism was self-conscious about its identity as a period, conscious of its own historicity, because it conceived of itself as historical.â
As much as any writer of his generation, Jonathan Franzen has been preoccupied by the question of how a writer who grew up in the heyday of postmodernism might relate to a movement that so forcibly established and policed its own borderlands. In 2001, Franzen told Donald Antrim that he had begun writing novels as a way of creating a âconversation with the ⊠great sixties and seventies Postmodernsâ (73), and his reviews of other novels, as well as the essays where he meditates on the state of fiction, indicate how deeply he is concerned with the place of his fiction within a larger literary ecology that has been predominantly shaped by the energies of American postmodernism. But to excavate Franzenâs relationship to his literary ancestorsâand so, implicitly, to theorize about the end of postmodernismârequires a reader to revisit and reconsider both the mode of postmodernismâs initial construction in the early 1960s and the messy cluster of meanings that have congealed around the term over a much longer period.
A genealogy of the end of postmodernism: Order and chaos
Summaries of postmodernism are commonly framed in terms of the movementâs supposedly derivative relationship to modernism, a relationship that is just as commonly introduced with reference to the first book to use the designation modernist in its title: Laura Riding and Robert Gravesâs A Survey of Modernist Poetry (1927). The problem that immediately besets such constructions, however, is that by the time Riding and Gravesâs study was published, the term postmodernism had already appeared in the title of a book: Bernard Iddings Bellâs Postmodernism and Other Essays (1926). The break in linearity implied by these titles may seem appropriately postmodern, but the discontinuity can be explained by the fact that Bell is positioning himself post- a different kind of modernism to that addressed by Riding and Graves. A Survey of Modernist Poetry largely circles aesthetic issues asking how punctuation might be deployed in a poem, or what relation might exist between a poemâs length and its structure, and arguing that the self-conscious criticality of the modernist period meant that âpoetry becomes the tradition of poetryâ (261). Bellâs interests, by contrast, are theological. He is preoccupied with the disintegrating certainties of Christianityâthe infallibility of the scriptures, the power of the individual mindâthat have made of Protestantism âa collapsing systemâ (4). Trying to square the scriptures with modern science, Bell imagines a âPostmodernistâ today as âa man without a Churchâ (65), but he has little to say about difficult poetry.
The divergent focus of these two books introduces the first problem faced when addressing the history of postmodernism. The term not only has different meanings in different disciplines and contexts, but those varied usages are also attached to different chronologies for the term. So while, in theology, the first use of postmodernism predates the canonization of literary modernism, in artistic circles the term is not proposed for another 10 years, eventually appearing in a 1936 issue of the Journal of Higher Education to describe the emergence of surrealism (Rusk 379).1 With such tangled histories and often conflicting usages, it makes little sense, then, to explore what the end of postmodernism might mean in an interdisciplinary sense. While Iâm going to suggest that many novelists and critics have already posited the end of literary postmodernism, to a social theorist concerned with the logic of late capitalism, postmodernism might show few signs of weakening. The difficulty here, as Terry Eagleton argues at the start of The Illusions of Postmodernism (1996), is that with its many distributed meanings âpostmodernism is such a portmanteau phenomenon that anything you assert of one piece of it is almost bound to be untrue of anotherâ (viii). But if it is impossible to anatomize the widescale end of postmodernism, it is possible to isolate different moments in the evolution of literary postmodernism, to ask which strands survived and which died as postmodernism approached the millennium. To detach postmodern techniques from the complexities of the literary field in which theyâre deployed goes against the stated beliefs of postmodern novelist John Barth, who argues that âwhat makes a text postmodernâ is not âliterary strategies in isolation, but rather âtheir connection through complex feedback loops with postmodernism as a cultural dominantââ (Further Fridays 308). But I think there is some taxonomical value in separating two aspects of literary postmodernism, in particular, that I would like to examine from opposite ends of the movementâs construction.
In Constructing Postmodernism (1992), Brian McHale argues that as literary histories are constructed, âeach successive cultural phase recuperates what has been excluded and âleft overâ from the preceding phaseâ (56). This is certainly true of the emergence of critical debate about literary postmodernism in the late 1960s and 1970s, as scholars constructed a movement characterized in terms of its opposition to modernism.2 Iâm particularly interested, here, in the tendency of early critics of postmodernism to identify the movement as a deliberate attempt to subvert the emphasis that the modernists placed on artistic form. For disillusioned critics, this subversion of form would be the triumph of the Pound Error that Ezra Pound describes in the fragmentary last phase of The Cantos, an âError of chaosâ (802)3:
my errors and wrecks lie about me.
And I am not a demigod,
I cannot make it cohere. (810)
The classic works of modernism insisted upon an order that was both formal and intellectual, controlled by both their careful textual arrangement and the nonliterary gridsâdrawn from Frazerâs The Golden Bough, Greek myths, and so onâtheir narratives followed. âOrder, order, order,â as Joyce insistsâtwiceâin Finnegans Wake (1939) might properly be taken as the movementâs governing principle (337, 338). Early postmodernism, by contrast, seemed to deliberately stress disorder. In artistic manifestos, such as Raymond Federmanâs Surfiction: Fiction Now ⊠and Tomorrow (1981), a new fiction was presented whose âmost striking aspectsâ would âbe its semblance of disorder and its deliberate incoherencyâ (13). Federman explained: âit will be deliberately ⊠non sequitur, and incoherent âŠ. The new fiction will not create a semblance of order, it will offer itself for order and orderingâ (13â14). Critics were presenting similar diagnoses. De Villo Sloan, for example, (who was already detecting âThe decline of American Postmodernismâ in 1987) constructed an irrational, chaotic postmodernism by arguing that while âmodernism considered itself high art, postmodernism tends toward nonart ⊠[it] seeks to cultivate the irrationalâ (32â33). In its purest form, this subversion of artistic order was indicated by chance methods of composition. Leonard B. Meyer was one of the earliest critics to identify the role of ârandom operationsâ in the production of what he called antiteleological art (173), but the idea was elaborated by later writers. Christopher Butler, for example, wrote in After the Wake (1980) about William S. Burroughsâs use of chance juxtapositions to develop an âart which repudiates rational controlâ (102). Equally, Richard Kostelanetz described less well-known works, such as Marc Saportaâs Composition No. 1 (1962) and Peter H. Beamanâs Deck of Cards (1989), as examples of chance literary composition in An ABC of Contemporary Reading (1995).
There are certainly examples of recent postmodern fiction that incorporate the role of chance. Lee Siegelâs Love and Other Games of Chance (2003), a carefully constructed novel that nevertheless encourages the reader to select chapters according to their progress on âthe great aleatory gameâ of snakes and ladders (224), springs to mind. But as American fiction has evolved, the importance of disorder has significantly diminished. Partly this is the function of a generation of critics attuned to emerging sciences of chaos and complexityâas well as work in other disciplinesâwho have revealed that the illusion of disorder in many postmodern works has rather indicated, as William Gaddis notes in The Recognitions (1955), the presence of a âperfectly ordered chaosâ (18).4 But at the same time, the diminished importance of disorder is partly a function of the simple passage of time: as postmodernism has progressed, it has become easier to trace fuller arcs for the careers of the early postmodern writers, which makes it easier to distinguish their major works and to reconceive their artistic ambitions. From this long perspective, it becomes clear that many American postmodernistsâlike the authors of encyclopedic narratives Northrop Frye describes, who âbuild their creative lives around one supreme effortâ (322)âconceived of their careers as culminating in a capstone masterpiece, often encyclopedic in scope, that they constructed over a number of decades. While DeLillo and Pynchon each spent at least 6 years working on a single long book, each designed to encapsulate what Mason & Dixon (1997) calls âsome Zero-Point of historyâ (152), their investment of time is dwarfed by the efforts of Gaddis, Coover, and William H. Gass.
Gaddis spent around 50 years researching (and wrestling with) a history of the player piano. A character in his first novel, The Recognitions, boasts that this piece of nonfiction would have âeverything in itâ (579), and Gaddisâs notes for the book suggest a landmark work of awesome scale, tracing endless connections through art, science, and music. But as he sensed the scope of the project would defeat him, Gaddis was forced on his deathbed to recast the book as AgapĂ« Agape (2002), a more modest 96-page monologue. In a similar veinâthough his final work, presumably, is closer to its initial conception than GaddisâsâWilliam Gass spent 30 years working on the dense, allusive journal that makes up his 653-page novel, The Tunnel (1995), a text that Gassâs narrator describes as âa kind of encyclopediaâ (157). Despite the acclaim that greeted his earlier essays and short fiction, Gass often insisted that his reputation should ultimately rest upon this long book. In the early 1970sâmore than 20 years before the book was publishedâhe told an interviewer that The Tunnel must be considered his âcrucial work,â while his other projects should be relegated to the status of mere âexercises and preparationsâ (âWilliam H. Gassâ 39). More than any other novel, The Tunnel encapsulates this postmodern ambition, taking as its subject a writer who announces that âit was time for âthe Big Book,â the long monument to my mind I repeatedly dreamed I had to haveâ (4).
To some extent, this drive is surely a product of the same anxious pressures that encouraged the postmodern writer to periodize postmodernism. But the example of Robert Coover, in particular, stresses that when a fuller sense of a postmodernistâs career trajectory is considered, a similar level of formal control can be found in their encyclopedic capstone work to that found in the work of the high modernists. Less than 5 years after the publication of his first book, The Origin of the Brunists (1965), Coover had evidently begun to plan a long work entitled Lucky Pierre, that he would work on for more than 30 years.5 Despite the fact that he published 11 other (sometimes short) novels and built an impressive reputation with Pricksongs and Descants, The Universal Baseball Association (1968), and The Public Burning (1977), dazzling examples of metafiction that are inescapable in any primer of postmodern fiction, this big project preoccupied him and eluded completion until the year of Cooversâ 70th birthday. In its final form The Adventures of Lucky Pierre: Directorsâ Cut (2002), like much of Cooverâs earlier work, is composed of a dense verbal tapestry of puns and repetitions, with a central characterâs narrative caught up in a complex blurring of ontological layers that makes it difficult to locate whatâs real and what isnât, andâas in all good postmodern talesâthis is, of course, partly the point and partly the subject of a critique thatâs carried within the novel itself. One characterâs self-conscious outburst âStoryline! Itâs an associative free-for-allâ (116), recasts the complaints of those critics for whom randomness and incoherence overlap with postmodernism, but a more precise examination of the novel reveals a rigid and careful order that underpins the novelâs anarchic action. The bookâs two-part title provides one key to revealing Lucky Pierreâs latent order.
The first half of the title alludes to an old joke (also referenced in Gravityâs Rainbow [497]) about the so-called lucky member in the middle of a homosexual threesome and introduces the reader to at least one of the novelâs subjects: pornography. In the porn- and film-dominated setting of the novel, named Cinecity by Coover, Lucky Pierre has long been the most famous porn actor. His career has gradually shifted through six phases that encapsulate the passage from his early days as a child actor, when he was known as âWee Willy,â to his last aged incarnation as âPete the Beast.â The subtitle âdirectorsâ cutâ may be an ironic allusion to the massive editorial process Coover must have gone through to organize more than 30 yearâs worth of notes and drafts into a 405-page narrative, but the position of the apostrophe is also significant. Unlike Gassâs novel, which describes itself as a âdomestic epic ⊠that took place entirely in the mindâ of one narrator (32), there is not a single controlling director who has produced this text, but instead there are nine female directors whose attempts to direct and entice Lucky are dramatized in different chapters. The combination of Pierreâs six incarnations and his nine directors produces what Coover calls a âstructural punâ (âAn Interviewâ 72): 6 plus 9 in this pornography-suffused world equals one 69 for the reader.
The artistic sympathies of each of these directors adds further shading to the underlying order of the novel, as Brian Evenson has demonstrated that âeach director is associated ⊠with one of the nine daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne ⊠who served in ancient Greece as the goddesses of music, art, literature, and intellectual pursuitsâ (257). But even given this fundamentally modernist patterning, a reader might still fairly ask why a 400-page book required a gestation period of more than 30 years? The first answer is apparent all over the novelâs surface in the brilliant verbal exuberance of Cooverâs prose. The world of pornography is surely one of the most limited and clichĂ©d arenas a novel can enter, but Coover escapes these confines with characteristic verbal dexterity. In an example that could be taken as an algorithm for Cooverâs technique, the reader can mark the steps as he sheds the constriction of his subject matter in the following passage: âStand up to be counted these days, you get counted out, swept a...