I’ve been waiting for this

It's been a morbid thing for me to ponder, but ever since David Foster Wallace–author of Infinite Jest, most famously, and a host of short stories and journalism that use humor and language in ways that continually surprise me–killed himself last September, I've been wondering what writing was still on his desk, unfinished and unpolished. … Continue reading I’ve been waiting for this

And now for something completely stunning…

And I'm back. Sorry for the absence–friend visiting from out of town, then I caught a cold. Anyway, today's the first day I'm pretty much back to normal (or, at least, back to being healthy). And so this morning, while perusing the day's online papers to find out what I'd missed over the last week, … Continue reading And now for something completely stunning…

RIP DFW

David Foster Wallace has long been one of my inspirations. A master of the English language, DFW could string together impossibly long sentences, replete with colorful descriptions, conservational prose and, every now and then, completely made up mathematical formulae. It made no difference what he was writing; Infinite Jest is a delightful monster of a novel; … Continue reading RIP DFW