Hydroponic David Foster Wallacian sentences.
Questions for D.T. Max about his recent article about DFW in the New Yorker.
(via Kottke).
FYI: Exactly 100 pages (+ footnotes) to finish. Most of the book read late at night either horizontal on the floor in my bedroom or in my bed avec ma peu de lumière bleue. So much for the criticism that it couldn't be read in bed. Like what kind of wimpy criticism is that, I ask you?
Oh. And don't think I'll stop writing posts about Infinite Jest when I finish the book. I'm just getting warmed up. You've been warned.
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