My Ex Wife & Pynchon


Three days ago, I found the record of my Divorce from Mary Ann Presco – Tharaldsen – who may have been married to the author, Thomas Pynchon. This might be fiction. I have yet to find a record of our Marriage Certificate, because, I suspect the paperwork Mary Ann produced, and Reverend Glenn, signed, was not filed. I might be the only Divorced Man in the world who was never married! It was a sham! It was another Con Job involving the offspring of Rosemary Rosamond. I am going to give Doctor Phil a call. I am a Victim of Fraud! I am working on a movie script, called…..

‘Divorce Me My Love’


An old hippie is dying of cancer. He has become a hated blogger. He used to be a gentle artist. He wants to leave a legacy to his estranged daughter and grandson. He does his family tree. He takes a DNA test, then goes looking for the record of his marriage to a woman who is married to the most famous beat author of all time. Discovering it was all an illusion, he befriends a beautiful hippie wanna-be, and proposes marriage. The wedding is set for June.

With months to live, the ex launches a lawsuit, and, produces the lost certificate. She is in a jealous rage because Clint Eastwood has signed a movie contract with the old reprobate. It now looks like all the limelight was going to fall on the fool she tricked so long ago. Her husband understands this love story will bring the old bum – immortality! He hires a young Jezebel to sabotage their wedding plans.

Val Von Valkyrie is a European She-Demon who has a hundred beautiful Russian models under contract. She tempts our heroine, Bellaroza de Bardot, who is found in Brigitte Bardot’s french family tree. Von Val knows every young Tart has a price.

Just when it appears the Bad Guys are going to lose, our hero tells Clint he wants to scrap ‘Divorce Me My Love’ and make an art movie titled ‘The Blood of Godzilla’.  Eastwood is furious. He kicks over a camera, and growls…….

“I hate artists!”

Jon Presco

Copyright 2016

Mary A Presco

 in the California, Divorce Index, 1966-1984

Greg 1979 & Wife at their Wedding


‘Inherent Vice’ is a work of fiction by Thomas Pynchon. It was made into the worst movie every made. I compared it to ‘The Umbrellas of Charbourg’ due to the rainy day scene where our protagonist roll around in the wetness in a doorway of an abandoned building.

Two days ago I discovered Tom is a Godzilla Lover and has left giant tracks of this monster throughout his novels. I never read a Pynchon work of fiction. I am too busy following ‘My Rose Line’.

Tom made love to my alleged wife, who was the alleged daughter-in-law of Rosemary, and the sister-in-law of the late artist, Christine Rosamond Benton, known all over the world as ‘Rosamond’.  Our genetic material has shared the same uterus. From there – a monster is born!

I discovered Thomas Pynchon is a ‘Godzilla Freak’. I have contended my story ‘The Godzilla Run’ is writing itself. What is coming, is scary, right out of The Twilight Zone.

Pynchon is fond of transplanting characters from one novel to another. Takeshi Fumimoto is a perfect example. He made his first appearance as a bit player in Gravity’s Rainbow where he was one of a pair of wacky kamikaze pilots. His first name is almost surely borrowed from Takashi Shimura, the star of Godzilla — a film referenced in the very same sentence, when Zoyd plays the Godzilla theme music to accompany Takeshi’s first appearance. (Pynchon seems to have been thinking about this beast for some time: There’s a boat named Godzilla II in The Crying of Lot 49 — and the word is that he loves Japanese horror flicks. In fact, at one point rumor had it that he was writing a book with Mothra as a major character.) Godzilla is referenced several times in Pynchon’s 2009 novel Inherent Vice. To read why Thomas Pynchon likes Godzilla and other Badasses, there is no better source than his own essay Is it O.K. to be a Luddite?”

In my blog on the death of Edgar Albee, I might have happened on the truth he was a Cold War Author. Add Pynchon and myself to the mix – and our alleged ex, Mary Ann, who is/was a Cold War Artist. Not only are we whistling in the graveyard, there is something very silly about our existentialism. We heralded in the Hippie Fool dancing on the edge. Below are the ‘Mothra’s Chics’ an obscure and tragic Gal Band.

When they opened in Holland, a Dutch Sculptor built a giant Bosch-like egg that was danced around on stage by fake Japanese Neanderthals. When the egg failed to open, the maker went running for a fire ax. The Chics were pulled from the shattered work of art in a comatosed state, they suffering brain damage due to a lack of oxygen.

“They all flew over the coo-nests!” a Ken Kesey Dead Head offered.

While in a sanatorium in Italy, the six vegetables  were impregnated by a horny and very viral young attendant, Vince Van Vonnegut. The six girls were given these names:

Virginia, Vallerie, Veronica, Voom-Voom, Vinyl, and Volcano.

One dark and rainy night, the girls were secreted away to an island in the middle of Comocine Lake. Pynchon freaks counted up all the Vs in this tale of Muses Gone Bad. Not one of these experts read a novel by Pynchon. They were very good at what they do, never-the-less!


Name: John G Presco 

Spouse Name: Mary A

Location: Alameda Date: 24 Mar 1980

Paulson: What’s your sense of how people will think about Thomas Pynchon in future years, 20 years from now, 50 years from now? Will he be remembered?

Kachka: It’s really difficult to say when you’re close to it when he’s still around, but the stuff I said about the contradictions in his writing, I think there are things that he’s done that are unique to him and he’s a unique and astounding voice and I think that that is the surest way to immortality. So I wouldn’t be surprised if he outlasted Salinger.

Name: Mary A Presco
Spouse Name: John G
Location: Alameda
Date: 24 Mar 1980

It’s official!

Jim Fleming: Thomas Pynchon is one of the most famous novelists in the world. Whole college courses are taught about this books: “Gravity’s Rainbow,” “V.”, and “The Crying of Lot 49.” You’d think in this age of social networks and increasing digital transparency you’d think we know what Thomas Pynchon looks like, wouldn’t you? We don’t. You can find his 1953 high school yearbook picture online and a few others. Of course, there’s no photo on the dust jacket of Pynchon’s new novel, “Bleeding Edge,” either. But a speculative rendering of Pynchon, who is now 76, accompanies Boris Kachka’s story, “On the Thomas Pynchon Trail,” published online at Kachka talks with Steve Paulson about the life and work of this famously reclusive writer.

Steve Paulson: Boris, is the publication of a new Thomas Pynchon novel still a literary event?

Boris Kachka: Not as much as it was when he hadn’t written a novel for 17 years and “Vineland” came out. Probably not as much as when “Mason & Dixon” came out and it was his first and most coherent historical novel and people were wondering what he was going to do with it. I still think it is though. I think that there is enough of a fan base, and really there’s no voice like his that people always want to know. Certain people always want to know what he’s up to.

Paulson: When you say there’s no voice like his, what do you mean? What makes Thomas Pynchon special, unique?

Kachka: I think any time you have a unique voice and you really try to break it down it tends to come down to a unity of contradictions and I think with him you’ve got the sacred and the profane. To do my story I had to go back and reread “Gravity’s Rainbow” and I was astonished and embarrassed to be reading scenes in public of orgies, and then right after that you have a profound meditation on the political forces that shape our lives. You’re not going to get that from one book or from one author in too many places, and he’s just hands down sentence by sentence a wonderful writer too.

Paulson: Well, let’s talk some about his brand-new novel which is called Bleeding Edge, which you have described as a grizzled wanderer’s wary truths with New York conformity and life in public. What do you mean?

Kachka: I hope that doesn’t sound reductive because I was approaching it from a biographical perspective. There are a lot of ways that you can read this new book, if you choose to read it, but one of them I think is that he’s writing about a very recent past in a place where he currently lives. This is someone who, for many, many years, for decades, made a point of not letting anyone know where he lived including his agent at times, and now he’s making these pop references. He’s writing about, in some cases, the building where he lived. If you know the city at all you can pretty much pinpoint almost the apartment that he lived in three or four years ago.

Paulson: He lives on New York’s Upper West Side now, right?

Kachka: Yes, he does. But he’s switched around a little bit. But more importantly than these physical locations, I think, is that especially in the scenes where you have a sort of idea of escape or refuge and also the idea of being safe and home and keeping the children safe, I think it doesn’t take to much of a leap, knowing that he has a child, that he sends his child to the best schools, but that he also has this very anarchic sensibility and that he has lived out that anarchism for decades before settling down in New York. I don’t think it takes much to read into it his own struggles and contradictions and trying to make an accommodation with a life and a family having wandered for so long.

Paulson: Well, can you give us a brief outline of the storyline of “Bleeding Edge”?

Kachka: I think that’s the hardest question you’re going to ask me. Essentially, I think I have to reread it, but Maxine Tarnow who’s a fraud detective on the Upper West Side, she somehow catches onto an investigation of this company called hashslingrz. This is right after the Silicon Alley 1.0 bust that hit New York and several months before 9/11, and she catches on to this villainous guy, Gabriel Ice, a sort of Jeff Bezos on crack, and there’s something going on where he’s manipulating hackers and buying up all this broadband and he has some kind of plan to funnel money between different countries before and after September 11 occurs. It may somehow tied in with that. There’s a sort of play with red herrings and conspiracy theories. In the long run I think it’s about a time and a place right before 9/11 and it’s also about paranoia and the idea that basically other people, who’s motives you don’t understand, want to control you. And that I think is true of this book and of “Gravity’s Rainbow,” and of “V.”, and of every single one of his books.

Paulson: So this book is dealing with two historical events really. One is 9/11 and the other is kind of the earlier days of the Internet, and it would seem that both of these subjects play very well into what we think about as Thomas Pynchon’s passions. Paranoia, you’ve already mentioned. Conspiracy, stuff happening underneath the surface. He’s created the perfect tableau to deal with the subjects he loves.

Kachka: Yes, and it’s also a time of confusion, and I think the state of a Pynchon novel is always the state of confusion because, although he plays with conspiracy theories, he never provides any answers and I think for all the knowledge that is poured into his books, that’s the emotional heart of his books, is the feeling that other people know more than you do and they control your actions and manipulate you. And that’s why most of his books are sort of thrillers in a way. This is a guy who’s playing with circuit boards in the early 70s, late 60s, and has always been fascinated by computers. If you go back to “The Crying of Lot 49” in 1966, he was comparing a city’s layout to a circuit board and he’s always been fascinated by both the freedom and the capacity for surveillance and control that the coming digital revolution was offering.

Paulson: It’s funny to talk about these things now given the recent revelations from Edward Snowden and Wikileaks and all of that. Pynchon is right there with us with the current news.

Kachka: Yeah, I’m wondering whether he made any last minute changes. It’s hard to say, but there a prescience there that you can’t deny.

Paulson: In the novel, he talks about something called the Deep Web. Can you explain what that is?

Kachka: The deep web is the un-Googleable Internet essentially. Hard for me to say whether it exists anymore. Maybe you’d have to ask him, but it certainly did back then and I think what it was–, and there was another part of it called DeepArcher that basically like a Sim City type game. Both of these places were refuges from Google, from the corporate world, and very much the lyrical sections of the book are set there.

Paulson: So the idea is that there is this whole layer of the web that is beyond what ordinary people can get at. No search engine, Google or anything else, can get you there but some people have access to it.

Kachka: Well, it’s an interesting way of thinking about it because I think in the book it’s framed as a place of freedom but freedom for those who know about it who are clued into it. Again, I hate to keep referring back to other books but Tristero, whether it exists or not in the world of “The Crying of Lot 49,” is very similar. It’s an alternative to the US Postal System that’s run by sort of homeless couriers. So that’s a secret world of escape and freedom from the corporate forces around you, and I think that’s how he saw Deep Web.

READING OF EXCERPT FROM “BLEEDING EDGE”:  Originally, the guys, you have to wonder how presciently, had it in mind to create a virtual sanctuary to escape to from the many varieties of real-world discomfort. Creative Differences arose, to be sure, but went strangely unacknowledged. Justin wanted to go back in time, to a California that had never existed, safe, sunny all the time, where in fact the sun never set unless somebody wanted to see a romantic sunset. Lucas was searching for someplace, you could say, a little darker, where it rains a lot and great silences sweep like wind, holding inside them forces of destruction. What came out as synthesis was DeepArcher. “Whoa, Cinerama here.” “Cute, huh?” Vyrva switching on a gigantic 17-inch LCD monitor, “Brand new, retails for about a thousand, but we got a price.” “You’re assimilating.” Maxine meantime reminding herself that she has never had a clear idea of how these guys make their money.

Paulson: Of course, Thomas Pynchon is not the only reclusive writer in the news these days. I mean, the late JD Salinger was famous of course for his privacy and, well, Salinger, he was always described as a recluse. Is Pynchon a recluse as far as we know?

Kachka: Well, he has been both self-mocking about it. In The Simpsons there’s a portrayal of him with a paper bag over his head. The Simpsons Clip: Here’s your quote: Thomas Pynchon loved this book almost as much as he loves cameras. Hey, over here. Have your picture taken with a reclusive author. Today only, we’ll throw in a free autograph, but wait, there’s more.

Paulson: Do we know why Thomas Pynchon is so obsessed with privacy to the point where there is no acknowledged photograph of him since he was a teenager?

Kachka: It’s a big, big question and is it political or is it psychological? Is it the belief that the writer’s words should stand for themselves? I think he believes that. I think he also believes that being outside the grid is important. I think that he is deeply psychologically afraid of having his picture taken which probably has something to do with his teeth. I think there’s a sort of WASP reserve that somehow comes into it which is actually something he probably has in common with his family even though for so many years he was sort of running away from his family and his background. It’s all of those things. It may be related to some trauma he had as a child which I heard a little bit about. Maybe I’m being overly psychological here but I think there must be something psychological at the heart of it.

Paulson: What’s your sense of how people will think about Thomas Pynchon in future years, 20 years from now, 50 years from now? Will he be remembered?

Kachka: It’s really difficult to say when you’re close to it when he’s still around, but the stuff I said about the contradictions in his writing, I think there are things that he’s done that are unique to him and he’s a unique and astounding voice and I think that that is the surest way to immortality. So I wouldn’t be surprised if he outlasted Salinger.

Fleming: Boris Kachka’s the author of “On The Thomas Pynchon Trail,” a story published on We’ve linked to it on our website, Kachka’s also the author of “Hothouse: The Art of Survival and the Survival of Art at America’s Most Celebrated Publishing House, Farrar, Straus, and Giroux.” He spoke with Steve Paulson.


THE BIG bad boy is back!

Yes, that’s right true believers, the King of the Monsters returns to the silver screen to again trample Tokyo into dust in “Godzilla Resurgence.”

Read more:

No one has been shot dead for his wild ideas – in how many years? I had a Springfield cop over my house to make a report about the death threat I got from Kenny Reed, an alleged Jazz Artist. He asked me if I owned a gun. He said;

“I am going to blow your mind.”

His other words were ugly beyond compare. He went Gorilla on me. This guy has a Jazz Band. Marilyn Reed’s friend made the mechanical King Kong hand in the movie of the same name. King Kenny wanted to squeeze me to death, crush me, after asking;

“Do you know how much destruction you have done.”

I began to say his wife threatened to sue me – then it came at me, the threat. I had to die!

“Alley Valkyrie

May 9 near Portland, OR

Well, I just picked a fight with quite the unstable psychopath. May not have been the most sensible thing to do, but it should definitely get interesting…

I am now going to author a book, with a movie in mind titled………..


It’s about a small town that listens to a Mad Man who suggests they stage a Godzilla Run to boost the Arts and General Culture of a very hip town in Oregon, named Aliceland after Lewis Carrol who camped on the town site with The Poet of the Sierras, Joaquin Miller. They had met at the home of Dante Gabriel Rossette, the Pre-Raphaelite.

My Godzilla Run takes place in Alton Baker Park. We purchase a giant float of Godzilla, and place giant speakers along the run. When the wee people hear his roar, and see him coming above the trees, they start running for their lives – with glee! I found the top photo in the news this morning. This image is perfect! This Visionary thanks you – Great Muse!


George Miller platted Aliceland, an experimental city that made its grand entry into the ‘City Beautiful Movement’. It was considered the most progressive city on the West Coast, until a board was formed to plan The Godzilla Run – event. To everyone’s surprise, Marilyn Reed, the president of the Little Old Lady Gospel Choir wielded most of the power in Aliceland, and, she was on a – MISSION FROM GOD – ZILLA!


What emerges, is Aliceland is a haven for bigoted racists of all color, who own really backward ideas, and, if anyone gets in their way, they are going to receive a death threat. The State of Oregon is shocked. These politically correct folks look like old hippies, young anarchists, and cool Jazz Men, but, in their heart they own much hatred for New Ideas especially when they are GREAT IDEAS.

“We only want small, puny ideas in our town! We want things to fail. That’s why we gave the Homeless Hoard of Whoville carte blanch to hold a faux Art-In at Ken Kesey Square, every Friday. That’ll keep out the real Artists – darn damn it!

You see, the alleged Bohemians of Aliceland have been waging  covert cultural warfare with one another for twenty-five years. There are only so many Music Gigs, and Art in the Park events – to go around. Aliceland has it Hatfields and McCoys. If you are not a member of an Extended Family, you are going to find yourself sitting on a pole outside city limits, all tar and feathered.  The real hip folks are quietly moving to Springtucky the neighboring town once famous for Redneck Loggers that are now gone.

“Please! Do not tell the others you are here! Can we buy you some empty canvases?”

Mad John finds himself on a collision course with Marilyn Reed, who found Jesus again, and is wanting to replicate the Religious Bliss she experienced when she was sixteen. Her mother took her to three Billy Graham meeting at the Los Aneles Coliseum – with her boyfriend, John. Mother and Daughter expected John to go down and be saved. After he excused himself to go to the bathroom, he never returned! When she called his home the next day, his sister told Marilyn John has joined the Peace Corp and is in the Land of Zulus helping them build a reservoir. Not believing a word Christine Rosamond said, she went to John’s house, and knocked. When the door opened, Rosemary thrust a bloody crucifix in Marilyns’ face, and hissed;

“This is a Catholic household. Go away – and stay away – you brazen Baptist hussy!”

John really did go to the Land of the Zulu to work for his uncle Vinnie who sold construction supplies. He dropped out of high school, but his uncle had a plan to get his nephew a honorary diploma, and, a scholarship to UCLA – as a anthropologist. Together they wrote reports on the Shembe Zulu Nazarites. They published;

‘Notes of a New Nazarite – Life Amongst Zulu Prophets’


Vincent Rice, and, John Presco

University High School received a copy, and John was sent his diploma. However, John dropped out of UCLA, and moved to San Francisco to live with his childhood friend, Nancy, the first girl he ever kiss. They were good friends of Stanley Augustus Owsley. John forgot who he was for fifty years. Marilyn had put John ‘The Betrayer of God’ out of her mind.

One day she is driving past Ken Kesey Square and spots a dirty old white bearded, creep, putting the make on a young pretty homeless girl, name Belle Burch. She was about to stop the car, and come to her rescue, but, then she sticks her tongue out at the pervert, and they laugh. Marilyn’s heart breaks, for she knows that laugh. It is the Mad Laugh of her old boyfriend who disappeared in the Land of the Zulu… long ago! A Star is born!


This, is Mad John, who lost all credibility when he reported seeing giant moth eggs in in the Drackenberg mountains when he went back to his beloved Zulu People to be ordained a True Prophet because he has been spreading the teaching of Shembe – all over the world!  He was taken to a giant nest by Japanese twins, who are like pixies. It was later ruled John was Pixielated – and quite insane. He couldn’t get his mind off these little girls. Where did they come from? Thank heavens they are in the good hands of the Zulu, and not chained in the bedroom of some porn movie maker.

When John shared his idea for The Godzilla Run with Kathy Vrzak, where he wanted members of his tribe to come to America and do a Zulu Dance, Kathy became jealous and began working on her own African Culture show.

John picks up the Zulu Warriors at the airport in an old hippie bus. His beloved Zulu have a message for John from their chief prophet.

“Come home, John. There are cracks in the egg. Whatever is inside, is about to hatch.”

Jon Presco

Copyright 2016

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