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Last year it was announced that David Foster Wallace would "be recognized posthumously" at the 2014 Whitney Museum Biennial. Here are some collected bits and pieces about the Wallace notebooks on display.
The New York Times - A Guide to the 2014 Whitney Museum Biennial:
"Also on view are the spiral notebooks with sketches that the writer David Foster Wallace kept while researching “The Pale King,” his last novel. (His biographer, D. T. Max, called them “an improvised bulletin board.”)"
Hyperallergic - Whitney Biennial 2014: Michelle Grabner on the Fourth Floor:
A view of the display of various notebooks and materials by David Foster Wallace.
Detail of David Foster Wallace’s “Interview notes for ‘Federer as Religious Experience’ (New York Times, August 20, 2006)” (nd), two-page manuscript."If Grabner’s decision to include rather lackluster notebooks of author David Foster Wallace seemed odd, her general exploration of who is an artist nowadays was quite fascinating. Do Wallace’s scribblings offer us a largely ignored visual dimension to his writings or are they simply the relics of his literary output?"
In December 2013 John McGowan asked Ethos readers, What Am I Missing?: Infinite Jest and Its Cult Following. He had finally finished Infinite Jest, but did not experience the pleasure that many readers experience while reading the novel. It's interesting in that it is such a different reading to mine. I keep finding things to love about it after all these years (and that's not because I've refused to read anything by any other author... far from it!). There are a few detailed, passionate and articulate responses in the comments at the end. Have a look.
Three months later David Andrew Tow has responded with, Missing the Point is Part of It: An Apologia for Infinite Jest:[...]
Recently on Ethos, John McGowan wrote a fair and well-reasoned indictment of Wallace’s opus. In sum, it is an overwrought, hostile, meandering, self-serious, and deliberately disorganized novel whose “pieces,” McGowan writes, “are far more than the whole.” These complaints, and the half-dozen others often leveled at Wallace, hold water. Infinite Jest has problems. And yet, despite these objections and criticisms, Infinite Jest is still a work of art, functions as one, and does so because of, not despite, its problems.
I just don't see that the complaints in McGowan's piece are problems in the first place.
Continue reading over at Ethos, What Am I Missing?: Infinite Jest and Its Cult Following and Missing the Point is Part of It: An Apologia for Infinite Jest.
Quack This Way is an excellent book.
And this is what comes through the entire interview. Wallace’s directness and clarity, not always found in his writing, when discussing the writing process and the ideas of writing as communication rather than expression allows you to better understand his work and even identify flaws or successes immediately in your own writing. Wallace and Garner have an obvious respect for each other which allows the conversation to be both natural and technical. This IS Wallace’s voice, relaxed, humorous and direct, something which was seemingly difficult to capture in an interview. It does sadly, in a way, make Wallace seem as if he is alive again. It certainly made me wish he was my teacher.
As an English Teacher, I have made a page of instructions Wallace gives throughout the interview to share with my students, which if heeded, will make their writing and my reading improve dramatically. Understanding at 15 that the reader doesn’t want to read about me, rather than communicate with me, would have saved many of my teachers and lecturers from reading what Wallace calls “almost well-structured diary entries which say this is me, this is me!”
Garner’s Quack This Way is a book about Wallace, the teacher and student. Easy to read, easy to process. Simple and clean. He would have appreciated that.
Interesting. Joesph Winkler's essay for Tablet, Reading David Foster Wallace Led Me Back to Studying the Talmud:David Foster Wallace rekindled my love of Talmud.
To be more exact, the realization of the Talmudic nature of David Foster Wallace let me see that I never truly left the world of the Talmud; I’d just transmuted that experience into an obsession with literature, and specifically with him.
As an obsessive fanboy of the deceased author, I was asked to speak at a meeting of the David Foster Wallace Appreciation Society at the WORD Bookstore in Brooklyn last February about how I first came to love him. In preparing for this small shiur on Wallace, I came to the sudden and convincing realization of the Talmudic nature of his works and thought: Like the commentaries on commentaries in the Talmud, Wallace wrote footnotes on footnotes. In his works, ideas lead to more and stranger, seemingly digressive ideas; and like the Talmud, Wallace finds meaning in the apparently irrelevant and idiosyncratic particulars of life. (The comparisons could go on. Just look at the layout of this Wallace essay and compare its appearance to this page of Talmud.) I realized how, in my religious development, I’d simply gone from one Talmud to the next. Appreciating this comparison reopened the wound I’d had since leaving Talmud behind, and I could no longer shake the ache of longing for a life of Talmudic study.
James Santel's essay for The Hudson Review, On David Foster Wallace’s Conservatism:[...] However, Wallace’s writing—including Both Flesh and Not, the first posthumous collection of Wallace’s essays, which appeared in 2012—reminds us that another politically-tinged strain was present in Wallace’s work, running counter to the collective possibilities implied by The Pale King. Wallace’s writing did indeed frequently express the hope that human beings could transcend the limits of selfhood and language to reach one another in meaningful ways. But it was a hope severely curbed by his bedrock belief that true empathy is impossible, a belief most clearly expressed in his nonfiction, where it often took the form of a small-c conservatism, a deference to individual choice that arises from the inevitability of solipsism and isolation. What makes Wallace’s conservatism particularly disheartening is the extent to which it suggests he had difficulty placing his faith not only in other human beings, but also in the art form at which he was so obviously gifted, an art form in many ways predicated on sociability. [...]
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|Girl with Curious Hair|
|Supposedly Fun Thing|
|Everything and More|
|Consider the Lobster|
|This is Water|
|The Pale King|
|Both Flesh and Not|
|New to DFW?|
|Interviews and Audio|
|The B.I. Project|