A Great Writer is Dead

David Foster Wallace hanged himself Friday night. He wrote one of the greatest American novels, “Infinite Jest,” which is also one of the best tennis novels ever written. One of his themes was America’s obsession with entertaining itself to death.Read Michiko Kukutani’s overview of Wallace’s literary career in today’s New York Times. He was 46. And I cannot explain, to myself or to anyone, the sadness I feel. http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/15/books/15kaku.html?em

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