An introduction to V. (without spoilers).
I came across the idea of 'psychochronography' the other day, not quite the same idea but interesting:
A close friend of mine, literary snob college kid, gave me his copy of V back around 2004. I started it, and just wasn't in the right mindset for it at that time. I put off Pynchon for almost two decades, until two summers ago I read Inherent Vice and loved it. So I picked up my copy of V and read it earlier this year. I'm not sure I understand it, not sure I even like it, but I know it's great. The sewer rat priest and the Germans in Africa were my favorite parts.