Posts Tagged as ‘Karen Green’

12 September 2009

Perspective or lack thereof

I think I have a big problem…yesterday was my ten year anniversary and I completely forgot because today is the one year anniversary of David Foster Wallace’s death. It would seem that my priorities are way out of whack.
Sept 12, 2008 I was moving semi-long-distance, in the truck one-fifth of the way to my new [...]

26 August 2009

IJ quote of the day 48

There isn’t a line, really, from 694-699 that I didn’t star or underline or flag or highlight or take a deep breath and read again.
Kate Gompert narrates the difference between anhedonia and psychic depression. As it relates to happiness, to the world becoming a map. As it relates to Hal’s understanding of his father’s suicide. [...]

20 March 2009

“The Unfinished”

It has taken several days for me to finish D.T. Max’s New Yorker article, biography of sorts, of David Foster Wallace’s unfinished novel The Pale King. The article is moving, and includes correspondence from Wallace to Franzen and DeLillo, and quite a bit from his wife, Karen Green, whose pain I cannot even fathom and [...]

5 January 2009

Maybe it shouldn’t matter this much, but it does.

I was trying to explain to Spouse, again, why my world is still upside down about David Foster Wallace’s death. Why I still read hours’ worth of blogs and comments and articles about him instead of doing the other work I’ve promised editors and conferences and myself.
And here’s what I came up with tonight.
It’s not [...]

17 September 2008

My third and final DFW post

[I just can't leave this post as I originally wrote it. But I can't delete it entirely because the comments from blueeyedsoul are lovely. Rather than leave this angry, name-calling post as is, I'll repost here my original reaction at DFW's death. I feel, first and foremost, for his parents and his wife at the [...]

16 September 2008

David Foster Wallace

In grad school, the professors wouldn’t let me write my thesis on Infinite Jest because none of them had read it, and when they saw that it topped 1300 pages (I don’t have my copy to give you precise numbers, I just moved and don’t have anything in the fridge and need to go shopping [...]