More on David Foster Wallace and his Death
I know I already mentioned the passing of DFW and how big of a deal itis to me, but I still have this running through my head. I can’t believe that I won’t be reading any more of what he has to say on random topics like talk radio, tennis, and infinity. It’s sad. It’s depressing.
Anyway, today I was reading up all the stuff that’s out there about him (there is a ton) and it hit me: it’s even worse than I thought. Not only do we have to deal with the passing of one the most unique (no one can argue that, regardless of whether or not you enjoyed his writing, and I know plenty of people for whom he was simply not there cup of tea) writers of this or any generation. Not only that, but now we have to see him, his legacy, and his books get scooped up like so many other writers before him. When it’s too late.
He’s finally being exposed to more and more people who never heard of him — all because he’s dead.
Now I have to go on Amazon.com and see his books, his books that I have on my shelf and cherished and enjoyed and tried to tell everyone about sitting on the bestseller lists, steadily climbing the charts.
What would he have to say about that? Probably something funny, smart, and insightful. A footnote or two about something a couple of steps removed from the topic, but funny and entertaining nonetheless.
World: let me introduce you to David Foster Wallace — my favorite writer of all time and a man a bit too far ahead of his time. Are you ready for him now?