Not feeling very funny this week, folks. Bear with me. That's the price of reading a blog written by a manic-depressive asshole. Sorry. If only the damn winter would finally break.
Below is a link to an excellent New Yorker article on David Foster Wallace, entitled The Unfinished, and also a few pages of his partially-finished novel, which will be published next year. The Unfinished is a tough read, especially the last few pages. Be warned.
Dave's fans, which include moi, are very glad to get our hands on anything new written by him. I certainly will be purchasing the unfinished novel. I feel grateful that it is being published.
Personally, I am completely and increasingly humbled by what we all lost when David Foster Wallace committed suicide. It's probably part of the mood this week.
Link to New Yorker: http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2009/03/09/090309fa_fact_max
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment