Writer David Foster Wallace hung himself on Friday at the age of 46. That’s really awful. My heart goes out to his family.
Would it be completely inappropriate to point out that he’s wearing my wool coat in this photo? I’m just saying.
The only book I read of his was Broom of the System. I actually read the whole thing. And hated it. And book club hated me for making them read it. They were seriously pissed. I had a copy of Infinite Jest, and ever so often I’d pop it open and try to get something read in in. Then I read that he had abused Mary Karr when they were a couple, so I threw it out. (I generally throw out books, but in this case, why bother donating it?)