re: "some of the chains he tries to escape with short stories like that aren't actually there."
Yabbut this is kinda part of the point, given his persona as both author and person. I think he was being honest, in that he felt bound by all sorts of false constraints. Even when he admits to knowing them to be false, he can't help but act as though the chains are really there.
There's a passage in Supposedly Fun Thing about how he feels embarrassed by how much time he's spending in his stateroom. So he clutters up the bed with work papers, so that the staff will conclude he's working instead of just creepily introverted. But then he mocks himself for having that concern with a little footnote: "Yeah, like this guy even _cares_." Trying to live as if your ethics are your aesthetics (and vice versa) and that these are frequently identical with your neuroses is an interesting and pretty basic modern tangle.
I still think some of the Girl with Curious Hair stories are little gems of ventriloquism; each one is its own world (though they're all still his). The voice in "Everything Is Green" and the one with the electrician and the Sick Puppy one all seemed so distinct to me. Even if in retrospect they might have been MFA-workshoppy kind of exercises in point of view.
― Ye Mad Puffin, Wednesday, 9 February 2011 20:36 (fifteen years ago)
Re two bookmarks: I just use one. When I'm reading, I use it to mark my place in the endnotes, and when I'm not reading, I use it to mark my place in the main text. Since the endnotes are numbered, it's usually not a big deal to flip through and find the appropriate page upon encountering the first endnote number of the day's reading.
― Tyler/Perry's "Dude (Looks Like a Lady)" (jaymc), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 20:39 (fifteen years ago)
I am reading IJ now (two bookmark style!)...about 300 pages in and plan to keep going. I have to say, it was a lot less humorous than I was expecting (though I knew it wasn't going to be necessarily laugh out loud funny).Maybe I just have a different sense of humor? I am enjoying it otherwise...I think DFW has a good style.
― juicebox, Wednesday, 9 February 2011 20:54 (fifteen years ago)
I think if you want to get a better sense of some of the "constraints" Wallace saw you have to read E Unibas Pluram: Television and US Fiction. I mean maybe it was just something about being in college at the time when he became popular, but there really was this sense of literature having exhausted itself and its possible subjects. I remember a line in a David Lodge novel about a guy at a cocktail party explaining that we were "running out of experience." But not just that -- it was a sense that every possible feeling and sentiment had been replaced by a cliched approximation of itself. Everything seemed risible. As much as I disliked it, that was the point of A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius -- a novel overtaken by its own exaggerated blurb, a genuinely painful and meaningful experience trying to escape suffocation by the branding of pain and meaning.
I mean that was all before 9/11 changed everything and twee child narrators showed us the way out though.
― hey boys, suppers on me, our video just went bacterial (Hurting 2), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 21:05 (fifteen years ago)
I use one bookmark, bent in half.
― muus lääv? :D muus dut :( (Telephone thing), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 21:30 (fifteen years ago)
hey does anyone know the last thing he published (like essay or magazine piece)? - (not counting the pale king excerpts that published while he was living)
― pajamagram sam (upper mississippi sh@kedown), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 22:34 (fifteen years ago)
was it the tennis thing he did for the ny times? can't remember when exactly that was ...
― tylerw, Wednesday, 9 February 2011 22:36 (fifteen years ago)
yeah the roger federer thing for NY times is what i was thinking it was, but i don't get the new yorker and those type of mags that often so i could have missed it
― pajamagram sam (upper mississippi sh@kedown), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 22:40 (fifteen years ago)
look at that
― ullr saves (gbx), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 22:42 (fifteen years ago)
?
― pajamagram sam (upper mississippi sh@kedown), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 22:49 (fifteen years ago)
But the truth is that whatever deity, entity, energy, or random genetic flux produces sick children also produced Roger Federer, and just look at him down there. Look at that.
― ullr saves (gbx), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 22:53 (fifteen years ago)
ah gotcha so that was the last thing?
― pajamagram sam (upper mississippi sh@kedown), Wednesday, 9 February 2011 23:07 (fifteen years ago)
i think the stuff published subsequently in the nyer was all excerpts?
― tylerw, Wednesday, 9 February 2011 23:08 (fifteen years ago)
I use one bookmark, bent in half.^^^
― francisF, Thursday, 10 February 2011 00:10 (fifteen years ago)
orin did it
― http://i56.tinypic.com/xnsu1g.gif (max arrrrrgh), Thursday, 10 February 2011 01:52 (fifteen years ago)
HB DFW
are you working on wallace, ctrl-z?
Nope. I just like his writing.
― Control Z, Tuesday, 22 February 2011 02:23 (fifteen years ago)
the published philosophy thesis w/ all of the background arguments is really good imo. im already positive the nuts & bolts of dfw's refutation of taylor's fatalism argument is largely over my head at least in relation to how much time i want to put in to understand it, and thats fine.
the 30 page intro by james ryerson is worth the price of admission alone. he does a great job really explaining what Wallace thinks is so genius abt David Markson's Wittgenstein's Mistress in a way i really get & can understand and i learned several other tidbits abt dfw i never knew also.
― johnny crunch, Wednesday, 30 March 2011 18:42 (fifteen years ago)
the pale king has shipped, eta: saturday :D
― karl...arlk...rlka...lkar..., Wednesday, 30 March 2011 20:38 (fifteen years ago)
:D
― markers, Wednesday, 30 March 2011 21:22 (fifteen years ago)
I sincerely hope that someone on the train today will think I'm pulling an April Fool's prank when they see me reading this. Ha.
I'm only a dozen or so pages in (just shipped yesterday). Definitely feels a bit unpolished, but it's also amazingly deft at handling a weird stream of consciousness structure (with the protagonist's perspective switching from a variety of reflections to perceptions of his immediate environment literally almost every sentence) while remaining entirely lucid.
I'm gonna miss you, you talented fucker.
― SNEEZED GOING DOWN STEPS, PAIN WHEN PUTTING SOCKS ON (Deric W. Haircare), Friday, 1 April 2011 16:00 (fifteen years ago)
mine should arrive on monday, apparently. should we have a new thread for pale king?
― adult music person (Jordan), Friday, 1 April 2011 17:17 (fifteen years ago)
Definitely feels a bit unpolished, but it's also amazingly deft at handling a weird stream of consciousness structure (with the protagonist's perspective switching from a variety of reflections to perceptions of his immediate environment literally almost every sentence) while remaining entirely lucid.
this^^ really a very awesome effect, makes the character's consciousness feel very, very real. i'm also only about a dozen pages in. i'm going to have this constant nagging in the back of my mind the whole time wondering how he would've changed this around, or if he would've actually ended up using this phrase, etc.
― karl...arlk...rlka...lkar..., Friday, 1 April 2011 17:20 (fifteen years ago)
should we have a new thread for pale king?
do it. i'm gonna give up after a dozen pages or so but am in favour of having somewhere to check in and catch up with the enthusiasm.
― your LiveJournal experience (schlump), Friday, 1 April 2011 18:51 (fifteen years ago)
David Foster Wallace's "The Pale King"
― adult music person (Jordan), Friday, 1 April 2011 19:03 (fifteen years ago)
http://exiledonline.com/david-foster-wallace-portrait-of-an-infinitely-limited-mind/
― farty f baby (Princess TamTam), Tuesday, 24 May 2011 02:04 (fifteen years ago)
"david foster wallace is a 19th-century moralist in disguise as a late-20th-century modernist" is even more of a big fat obvious cliche than "david foster wallace makes me feel loved" although it's equally true and speaks equally well for him
― difficult listening hour, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 02:23 (fifteen years ago)
i meant postmodernist OR DID I
If, by virtue of charity or the circumstance of desperation, you ever chance to spend a little time around a Substance-recovery halfway facility like Enfield MA’s state-funded Ennet House, you will acquire many exotic new facts.The most interesting word here is “you” – this is the chapter where Wallace reveals his ideal reader. And what kind of reader is that? Apparently, someone who finds it “exotic” that “females are capable of being just as vulgar about sexual and eliminatory functions as males.” Or “that cockroaches can, up to a certain point, be lived with.” Or “that not all U.S. males are circumcised.” Or that “black and Hispanic people can be as big or bigger racists than white people.” So, Wallace pretty much admits that his book is written for pampered yupps who’ve never lived in a house with cockroaches or heard a woman swear before.
The most interesting word here is “you” – this is the chapter where Wallace reveals his ideal reader. And what kind of reader is that? Apparently, someone who finds it “exotic” that “females are capable of being just as vulgar about sexual and eliminatory functions as males.” Or “that cockroaches can, up to a certain point, be lived with.” Or “that not all U.S. males are circumcised.” Or that “black and Hispanic people can be as big or bigger racists than white people.” So, Wallace pretty much admits that his book is written for pampered yupps who’ve never lived in a house with cockroaches or heard a woman swear before.
don't have the book to hand but iirc the chapter in question very obviously uses "you" to refer to hal incandenza, the way hal incandenza would because he's a terminal solipsist, but i guess the free indirect style is beyond the post-taibbi exile
― difficult listening hour, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 02:28 (fifteen years ago)
oh, ugh, sorry, i was thinking of that thing with all the tennis facts. look just disregard me i'll go back to the thread about the witcher
― difficult listening hour, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 02:29 (fifteen years ago)
i prob shouldnt have posted it in the dfw thread since the parts pertaining to him are the least interesting, most eyerolly part of the article
i think its worth it just for this though:
Dave Eggers, the nucleus of the group, is pretty much the Bono of literature – a sneering, leathery vampire utterly dependent on the plasma of African children to survive.
― farty f baby (Princess TamTam), Tuesday, 24 May 2011 02:41 (fifteen years ago)
oh well yeah no argument there.
― difficult listening hour, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 02:44 (fifteen years ago)
i winced when it cited the eggers introduction to the second edition of IJ because those really are the most embarrassing five pages ever written by anyone about anything
― difficult listening hour, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 02:45 (fifteen years ago)
Who rarely gets mentioned, though, is his older brother William, an equally ghoulish-looking neocon who was once Director of Government Reform at the Koch brothers’ free-market Reason Foundation. He is also a fellow at the Manhattan Institute, an ultra-right Republican think-tank whose other members have included Charles Murray, author of an infamous book (The Bell Curve) arguing that blacks are intellectually inferior to whites.Kinda puts a damper on Eggers’ goody-goody pretensions, doesn’t it?
Kinda puts a damper on Eggers’ goody-goody pretensions, doesn’t it?
Um.... no?
This was really unpleasant and I stopped reading when he thought it was clever to call William Vollman a "fag."
― Guayaquil (eephus!), Tuesday, 24 May 2011 03:13 (fifteen years ago)
vollman part was where i started skimming, yeah. i mean that's also when i noticed how long it was.
― difficult listening hour, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 03:15 (fifteen years ago)
lol god forbid your brother is an asshole
― ban drake (the rapper) (max), Tuesday, 24 May 2011 03:22 (fifteen years ago)
yknow there are actually ppl capable of reading/writing/getting published that have criticised (w/ more deft severity even) dfw, no need to dig up some loser crank on some corner of the internet for it
― balls, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 03:51 (fifteen years ago)
unless this is just another example of 'remember the 90s' a la sebadoh reunion, newt gingrich, matt pinfield, etc
― balls, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 03:52 (fifteen years ago)
down, boy!
― farty f baby (Princess TamTam), Tuesday, 24 May 2011 04:05 (fifteen years ago)
that is one of the worst articles i've read the beginning of in recent memory
― karl...arlk...rlka...lkar..., Tuesday, 24 May 2011 05:08 (fifteen years ago)
― karl...arlk...rlka...lkar..., Monday, May 23, 2011 10:08 PM (1 hour ago) Bookmark
― contenderizer, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 07:15 (fifteen years ago)
and i'm not a fan of eggers, vollmann or infinite jest
― contenderizer, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 07:16 (fifteen years ago)
Nowadays Wallace is seen as a brilliant young(ish) author who was tragically tiger-mothered to death, killed by his own voluminous intelligence.
or by a chemical imbalance in his brain just sayin'
― thomp, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 07:34 (fifteen years ago)
i haven't read this yet but apparently it's critical if that's your thing http://www.lrb.co.uk/v33/n08/jenny-turner/illuminating-horrible-etc
― caek, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 08:09 (fifteen years ago)
jenny turner piece is damn good, ty
― contenderizer, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 08:32 (fifteen years ago)
that article (the exiled one) oozes hatefulness and unearned attitude and just all-around smirky unpleasantness, to the point where i kind of feel nauseated that i read the whole thing. makes that 'reader's manifesto' thing from the atlantic a few years ago read like vintage james agee by comparison. also it's hilarious that he decries hipsters and then writes things like this:
Further proof Wallace didn’t know shit about drug culture after the 70s. In his TV essay, “E Unibus (sic) Pluram” (sic) he writes: “My real dependency here is not on a single show or a few networks any more than the hophead’s is on the Turkish florist or the Marseilles refiner.” By the 90s, the French Connection was history, Turkey no longer grew much illicit opium and only beatnik-wannabe posers used words like “hophead.”
reminds me of the pre-60s meaning of the word 'hippie,' the guy whose only purpose is to prove his hipness over everyone else in the room.
― (The Other) J.D. (J.D.), Tuesday, 24 May 2011 10:05 (fifteen years ago)
yeah, i've read that jenny turner piece before and i remember it being good. iirc, i disagreed on some particular points (specifically the part about being disappointed by the ending of IJ), but overall i think it is pretty sharp, though not really very harsh, criticism.
― karl...arlk...rlka...lkar..., Tuesday, 24 May 2011 17:01 (fifteen years ago)
Can I read that Turner piece if I'm at p. 725, or is it spoilerish?
― jaymc, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 17:49 (fifteen years ago)
it mostly doesn't talk about IJ, and doesn't discuss the ending except to say she doesn't like it, so yeah it's fine. it's good!
― difficult listening hour, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 18:29 (fifteen years ago)
(my position on the IJ ending is that the book has, as it keeps saying, annular ambitions, and ending like it does is part of those -- but yes, there's a whiff of monkishness and even a little self-hatred in how completely it refuses to satisfy the part of you [and him?] that's excited on a Story level and wants to know what happens, and it probably could have been better. the characters, though, are complete.)
― difficult listening hour, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 18:33 (fifteen years ago)
‘He wanted to be equal to the vast, babbling, spin-out sweep of contemporary culture,’ Don DeLillo said in a speech at Wallace’s memorial service. ‘Youth and loss. This is Dave’s voice, American.’
Seems kind of weird for DeLillo to riff on one of his own lines at a memorial service.
― jaymc, Tuesday, 24 May 2011 18:56 (fifteen years ago)