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Image by CarbonNYC via Flickr So I had given up on this book that I had deemed somehow unlikeable, Infinite Jest, that is, and had gone off to other, more accessible works, like Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, but I was drawn back into the book — just one glance, mind you — … Continue reading Infinite Jest continues, infinitely
I believe that I have come to the end of my attempt at reading Infinite Jest. Is the book “too much” for me? Perhaps. Probably not. So why did I stop? Too much exposition. Too much detail and not enough reason to want that detail. The characters’ lives, both inner and outer, are spread before … Continue reading What to read: The Children's Book
Image by the queen of subtle via Flickr Ideally, in even a very large and sprawling novel, which David Foster Wallace‘s Infinite Jest certainly is, all the parts of the book are necessary to the whole. The sum of the whole is greater than the accumulation of its parts, etc. This is emphasized in the … Continue reading Infinite Jest: How a book should work
Image via Wikipedia I am still slogging along through Infinite Jest, or rather dragged through it: yes, “dragged” is the right word. I have become terribly intrigued by it, and thus am a properly devoted reader. The book occasionally reminds me of James Joyce’s and Virginia Woolf’s experiments with stream-of-consciousness writings. The yrstruly section of … Continue reading yrstruly: In which I attempt that section
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