Mason & Dixon: A Novel

Charles Mason (1728-1786) and Jeremiah Dixon (1733-1779) were the British surveyors best remembered for running the boundary between Pennsylvania and Maryland that we know today as the Mason-Dixon Line. Here is their story as re-imagined by Thomas Pynchon, featuring Native Americans and frontier folk, ripped bodices, naval warfare, conspiracies erotic and political, and major caffeine abuse. We follow the mismatched pair--one rollicking, the other depressive; one Gothic, the other pre-Romantic--from their first journey together to the Cape of Good Hope, to pre-Revolutionary America and back, through the strange yet redemptive turns of fortune in their later lives, on a grand tour of the Enlightenment's dark hemisphere, as they observe and participate in the many opportunities for insanity presented them by the Age of Reason.
BUY THE BOOK
Community Reviews
- Capt. Zhang, on the feng-shui of the Mason-Dixon Line
I was admittedly never able to get over the language barrier in this book. Pynchon’s choice to only write in 1770’s lingo and vernacular constantly made my head spin. This was way more confusing than Gravity’s Rainbow: I would finish whole chapters without a single identifiable image to grasp onto. I had to take frequent, long breaks so my head didn’t explode.
That being said, I find that the great thing about Pynchon to be that he seems to understand how cryptic and difficult his writing is and doesn’t require you to get everything to grasp the weight of his themes. Who tells history? Can we trust a historical narrative told to us by someone who has their own agendas? How has historical bias affected religion, humanity, namely, Americans? Was America ever truly able to break away from all of the machinations of the British Monarchy, built to keep them in line (like, perhaps, a big straight line to divide the country into two distinct cultures)? How does America square its need and desire for independence and freedom while still clinging to its colonialist roots, like race-based slavery?
All of these serious, heavy questions asked in a story full of were-beavers, talking dogs, holy sandwiches, disembodied ears, and malicious wheels of cheese. Pynchon’s comedic wit, beautiful, thought-provoking prose, and the endearing friendship of Mason & Dixon is what got me through this book I could barely comprehend, and actaully like it at the end. Even though like 90% of this book flew over my head, I still have an immense respect for the creative spirit the novel has. Can’t wait to read V.
See why thousands of readers are using Bookclubs to stay connected.