Two decades after it was published, Wallace’s novel still feels transcendentally, electrically alive.
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Two decades after it was published, Wallace’s novel still feels transcendentally, electrically alive.
From 'The Review of Contemporary Fiction,' Summer 1993, Vol. 13.2 LARRY McCAFFERY: Your essay following this interview is going to be seen by some people as...
“...I’ve gotten convinced that there’s something kind of timelessly vital and sacred about good writing. This thing doesn’t have that much to do with talent, even glittering talent like Leyner’s or serious talent like Daitch’s. Talent’s just an instrument. It’s like having a pen that works instead of one that doesn’t. I’m not saying I’m able to work consistently out of the premise, but it seems like the big distinction between good art and so-so art lies somewhere in the art’s heart’s purpose, the agenda of the consciousness behind the text. It’s got something to do with love. With having the discipline to talk out of the part of yourself that love can instead of the part that just wants to be loved. “
If you are bored and disgusted by politics and don't bother to vote, you are in effect voting for the entrenched Establishments of the two major parties, who please rest assured are not dumb, and who are keenly aware that it is in their interests to keep you disgusted and bored and cynical and to give you every possible reason to stay at home doing one-hitters and watching MTV on primary day. By all means stay home if you want, but don't bullshit yourself that you're not voting. In reality, there is no such thing as not voting: you either vote by voting, or you vote by staying home and tacitly doubling the value of some Diehard's vote.
David Foster Wallace, Up Simba!
“Great short stories and great jokes have a lot in common. Both depend on what communication-theorists sometimes called “exformation,” which is a certain quantity of vital information removed from but evoked by a communication in such a way as to cause a kind of explosion of associative connections within the recipient.”
From Laughing With Kafka by David Foster Wallace
In A (Radically Condensed and Expanded) Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again, the late writer’s quicksilver words are performed by a cast inundated with tennis balls
DFW on humour and Infinite Jest.
All the colors in Infinite Jest. Follow the project on Twitter @CorrieBaldauf
In this project Corrie Bauldauf marks all the colours mentioned in Infinite Jest.
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“In the summer before he [David Foster Wallace] died, sitting with him on his patio while he smoked cigarettes, I couldn’t keep my eyes off the hummingbirds around his house and was saddened that he could, and while he was taking his heavily medicated afternoon naps I was learning the birds of Ecuador for an upcoming trip, and I understood the difference between his unmanageable misery and my manageable discontents to be that I could escape myself in the joy of birds and he could not.”
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Poet Jenni B Baker creates erasure poetry from David Foster Wallace's 'Infinite Jest'. Check her page out, you guys!
How do trite things get to be trite? Why is the truth usually not just un- but anti-interesting?
David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest
How David Foster Wallace Broke My Heart
I'd like to thank Summer Of Jest and the Tumblr community for supporting us during the reading. By using endnotes in this book, David Foster Wallace wanted an interactive relationship between the Subject and Object and I feel that reading with a group of people brought that vision to a new level.
I decided to read Infinite Jest after reading A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again, and some of his other essays and articles. I've always wanted to read IJ and have had the copy in my bookshelf for a very long time. I finally picked up the courage to read it this summer and I can gladly say that this was the best decision I've made this year (Maybe I was just terrible at making decisions prior to this, I'll let you be the judge of that).
In IJ, Wallace offers a novel literary movement, one knee-deep in hyperbole, street talk, mathematics, film theory, politics, entertainment, addiction, and psychotherapy- "uncomfortable but sincere realism for a world that was no longer real" (D.T. Max's Every Love Story is a Ghost Story). Like other post-modern writers, Wallace discovered that the literature does not have to be flat, and that it can be like a sphere. If we write about human lives, relationships, addictions, it is important to emphasise that it goes on and on and on. This is the truth that DFW wanted us to see- the symptom persists.
At the core of Infinite Jest lies the theme of addiction. The characters battle with an addiction to tennis, fame, entertainment, drugs, alcohol and the 21st century America. The story mainly takes place in the Enfield Tennis Academy and the Ennet Halfway house. It is set in a near distant future where time is subsidised by corporate sponsors and most of the book takes place in the Year of the Depend Adult Undergarment. The founder of ETA, the late James Incandenza left behind a film titled "Infinite Jest"- a film that is so addictive that once you view it, you find yourself in a catatonic position, unable to take any control and forever doomed. The main characters Hal Incandenza and Don Gately search for this film in order to avoid it from getting into the hands of the wrong crowd that plan to destroy the citizens of the Organisation of North American Nations. This is the main narrative and then we encounter an infinite amount of stories as if DFW is giving voice to all the characters even the extras- I am drawing a parallel from James Incandenza's view of filmmaking, where he asserts that he wants to give everyone a voice.
Wallace writes with brilliant clarity and precision in this chaotic world that he has set up for us. I can think of a lot of amazing stories that has made me laugh, cry and laugh again. At the end, when the imagined laughter is over, we are left with sadness- kind of sadness that leaves us numb, unable to control and addictive.
I'll leave you with this:
"Fiction's what it is to be a fucking human being." --DFW
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