Why do you keep so many Freuds under the floor?
So. Now we come to Self-reference ENGINE, the final book in this series of posts (for now?).
Self-reference ENGINE is a novel
Self-reference ENGINE is a book of short stories
Self-reference ENGINE is an incoherent mess
Self-reference ENGINE is a blueprint, a literary virus that will infect the reader and as it propogates itself our world will become overwhelmingly strange
This post is gonna get pretentious.
Self-reference ENGINE is structured as a series of… chapters? short stories?
I’ll call them vignettes. There are a couple of recurring themes, and some characters appear in multiple vignettes.
There are a number of possible reading orders. The book would probably make just as much sense following any of them. There’s a diagram at the beginning of the book that shows these.
Some of the recurring elements:
“self-organizing corpora of knowledge”
a nameless narrator who appears to be living backwards, or who is somehow unstuck in time
an invasion of furniture that grows from the ground and must be constantly pruned back