It was by far the strangest and most wondrous rainbow experience I’ve ever had. Driving east on I-90 near Vantage, WA, this rainbow appeared, a full rainbow spanning the freeway like some sort of theme park gimmick. Soon after I took this picture, I drove right into it. The rainbow’s end literally hovered just above the dented hood of my crappy car for a long moment and then it was behind me.
A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
Søren Kierkegaard
Walker Percy
Bob Dylan
Literature & History
Letters from an American
Beau of the Fifth Column
This American Life
The Writer’s Almanac
San Diego Reader
The Stranger
The Inlander
Adoremus
Charlotte was Both
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
Commonweal
First Things
National Review
The New Republic
All Manner of Thing
Gerasene Writers Conference
Scrutinies
DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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Don’t you mean Potter of gold? And yes, it is a metaphysical certainty that you related this story to your dear wife along with the assurance that you were the fabled pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Shameless, old man. Shameless.
Yes, you called it, Lick.
Saint-seducing gold?
(Rhetorical question.)
So what’s it like to live through a Pynchon novel?
JOB
Pynchon?
Or King?
Nice. And not just a full rainbow, but a double rainbow. I especially like, “spanning the freeway like some sort of theme park gimmick.”
Jonathan Potter, ‘The Sky’ (excerpt), from House of Words (Korrektiv Press, 2010)
Good catch, thanks.