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The Author’s Forward and the truth in fiction
What gets me about David Foster Wallace is how he gets into your head: “That’s what I was thinking! Only better. OK, that’s what I thought about thinking. Make that ‘had a thought that could have led to, given a very generous estimation of my intellectual horsepower.’ ” A concept that seems to be crying […]
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When you were inside them; they ceased to be clouds at all
04.27.11 | Aaron Riccio | Permalink | Comments Off on When you were inside them; they ceased to be clouds at allIf we are what we eat, then we are also what we read (or devour, in the case of David Foster Wallace), and so it is that §1, which only seems to be a simple (but rich) list of descriptions, dictates what we can expect of The Pale King, and what we can expect The […]
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Cheery Slo-Mo
It goes without saying the difficulty in discussing a book that the author had not the opportunity to edit, or finish. Reading §9 was harrowing – he seems so optimistic, over-explaining what he considers a finished text, on the shelves, bought (he hopes) and enjoyed. But what a joy it was to read this chapter […]
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Spring Forward
I won’t be breaking any news here–meteorological, agricultural, or metaphorical–in saying that spring is a time of rebirth. I know that. I also know that choosing such a potentially trite and banal subject like The Seasons to begin a blog post about one of the greatest writers of our time might be grounds for, as […]
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Yaw was way in a mirror, it occurred for no reason
[spoilers thru §8] You’re moving. Look around you. The book opens: Past the flannel plains and blacktop graphs and skylines of canted rust This feels immediately like gliding over a vast cinematic expanse, like the opening of a film where we’re suddenly flying fast and low over a flat, gridlike landscape, the horizon stretching thinly and […]
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- "The truth is that the heroism of your childhood entertainments was not true valor. It was theater...." June 8, 2011“The truth is that the heroism of your childhood entertainments was not true valor. It was theater. The grand gesture, the moment of choice, the mortal danger, the external foe, the climactic battle whose outcome resolves all—all designed to appear heroic, to excite and gratify an audience. An audience.” He made a gesture I can’t […]