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book blog by a teenage girl who does not just read "books written for girls" although obviously she does sometimes.
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so. if you’re into modern american literature at all then you’re unlikely to have failed to hear the news that david foster wallace killed himself on friday (i think it was friday). i was reading infinite jest anyway, but i hadn’t read much for a week or two. this made me pick it up again and i’m trying to get through it and it’s hard going but i really, really like it and i can’t believe he died so young. it’s so terrible. terrible for him and his family and everyone he knew, but terrible for everyone else. he was so talented! but anyway, i’m not going to repeat every obit written by someone who hadn’t read him or whatever. i’m not very far in, but i love hal. i love the way this is written. i love how fucking smart this is.
if you even vaguely like tennis, look up the article david foster wallace wrote about federer for the NYtimes. it’s incredible. RIP.
