Hypersphere

by Anonymous

Hypersphere, written by Anonymous with the help of the 4chan board /lit/ (of The Legacy of Totalitarianism in a Tundra fame) is an epic tale spanning over 700 pages.

A postmodern collaborative writing effort containing royalty, Žižek erotica, poetry, repair instructions for future cars, a history of bottles in the Ottoman empire; actually, it contains everything since it takes place in the Hypersphere, and the Hypersphere is a big place; really big in fact.

Genres: Fiction, Literature

720 pages, Paperback

Published December 23, 2015

About the author

Books can be attributed to "Anonymous" for several reasons:

* They are officially published under that name
* They are traditional stories not attributed to a specific author
* They are religious texts not generally attributed to a specific author

Books whose authorship is merely uncertain should be attributed to Unknown.

See also: Anonymous

Reviews

[Freischärler · Rating 5 out of 5]

While I must say that I'm yet to fully understand this piece, it definitely left me with no other option than liking it from the first page onwards. And it just gets better from there.

[Aiden Heavilin · Rating 2 out of 5]

Obviously, this book is pretty much unreadable. A massive collaboration between hundreds of members of the 4chan /lit/ board, Hypersphere is seven hundred pages of wild ramblings by teenage males with too much free time. Pynchon, Zizek, and David Foster Wallace all make bizarre cameo appearances.

Pynchon:

little tommy pynchon is the boy who lives down the lane. tommy pynchon is a waiter who is bothered. who is waits to wait. sometimes, little tommy pynchon goes down to fetch water from a lovely little baabaa blacksheep.

Zizek:

"Thish milk ish for the peeple, Okhay?" He sniffed. "I will distribute it eenly."
"That's not even how Marxism works--"

DFW:

David Foster Wallace drifts through the crowd. His numb hand is somewhere miles to his side, he feels it in the grasp of another hand, and between them 300mgs of wojamba. The only words he can think are, "it's perfect."

Those sections not filled with bizzare, spelling-error riddled explosions of hormonal obsessions are generally occupied by mildly to severely offensive jokes.

We sent a Fat Man and a Little Boy to Japan a long time ago, but they never called back. If someone comes across them, please call us at (703) 697-1776. Thank you! we will forever be in your gratitude.

Ultimately I think the idea of a massive internet-based collaboration is promising, but such a product needs serious quality control before anyone will ever sit down to read the whole thing.

[Leo Robertson]

I'm fascinated by this collaborative shitpost produced by 4chan's /lit/, featuring Dave Wallace in-jokes- but I doubt I'll ever read it.

Find here:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/293930007/H...

Buy it here!
http://www.lulu.com/shop/anonymous/hy...

[Donovan Lewes · Rating 5 out of 5]

becomes more coherent in the second chapter there on and isnt actually that bad. pretty good/10.

[Grips]

I think this book is as close as it gets to lobotomizing someone by the use of mere words on paper. The Hypersphere is a big place, kid. A big fucking place. It has to be, in fact, the biggest most massive shitpost I have ever seen in terms of scope and labour. Truly it is the landmark product of an idle civilization that has conquered the elements. It is both indignating for its vulgar existence and awe inspiring in its utter inanity. A joint jury of jittery jockstraps jaculate you on a jubilating junket of juvenile jocularity, to justify their joylessness, juxtapose jeopardy and jest, and dazzle you with jabbering jive yet their jib and jostle ends naught but jargonized jaundice of joyriding jackasses. It's all fun and games until the brain damage sneaks up on you like onset Alzheimer’s.

[Boyan · Rating 4 out of 5]

Hypersphere is an anthology of works, authored by /lit/ anons, resembling DFW's Infinite Jest, featuring copious amounts of footnotes. Fortunately they are under every page, as opposed to being gathered in the end of the book, saving the reader a laborious back-and-forth page shuffling.
Critics remain inconclusive as to this book's genre. As a result, they lumped it under "Young Adult", typical of all proponents of anti-Bloomian literary analysis.

The book features many humorous and witty paragraphs, but also many wearisome endless-feeling segments. They are not divided into chapters or parts, just a huge word salad of ramblings. Most often the reader can distinguish between the ever-changing authors by a change in the font or character names.

Overall a pleasant and entertaining read, but this book is definitely not for normies.

[Ben Veltri · Rating 5 out of 5]

masterpiece/10 will never read another book.

[Herbert Hopkins · Rating 5 out of 5]

An avant-garde masterpiece which effortlessly critiques modern delusions in politics, power, and life itself. A must read for the contemporary reader willing to embrace the uncommon.

[Gobbo · Rating 5 out of 5]

Incredible.

[Bloopie · Rating 5 out of 5]

Pynchon wrote the preface.

[Ben · Rating 5 out of 5]

REad my blog post on this. Go on.
http://littleblogofben.blogspot.co.uk...

Awful book. Didn't really read it. Don't buy it.
Rating it five stars just because at this point it's convention.