by David Foster Wallace
What do I even say about this? I've been steadily chipping away at this behemoth for two months and now it's over. I feel like I should be experiencing some kind of catharsis, but instead I'm a little like, "That's it?"My thoughts are all jumbled and I think this one will take some digestion, so I'm...
I had a dream the other night that there was a word a person could say that would end the whole world. I have a great awe of the power of words and the power of dreams, and here they converged. And, after all of the violence of wars, injustice, prejudice, resentment, and misplaced passions, I turn...
I promised myself I'd give this book the old college try. Yeah, I fucked around a lot my freshman year. 1% seems about right. Sorry, Jesters. Life is too short and my reading list too long for this. Godspeed!
Infinite Jest is about suicide, which gets mentioned 56 times, or about once every 20 pages. So it's tempting, given that - spoiler - Wallace totally demapped himself, to see it as a suicide note. But it's about all this other shit too, right? Addiction, and mothers, and the weight of potential, and...
This is a book you really have to finish. Through much of it, I enjoyed it well enough. There are funny moments, though the humor tends to be dark (at times very dark). The depictions of addiction, depression, obsessive-compulsions, phobias, and hyper-competitiveness are insightful and at times have...
A dancing lesson from long ago helped me read Infinite Jest (IJ). After years of swing dancing, I was learning to tango. All the women in the class were experienced dancers, so we were giving the instructor, and our partners headaches. The problem is, once you've spent time learning to dance, you be...
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