masculinity and postmorden fiction

Started reading this essay last night and recalled previous posts by forum members who similarly enjoy the work of David Foster Wallace:

An article on DFW from my Instapaper stock:
David Foster Wallace’s struggle to surpass Infinite Jest : The New Yorker

He also has a posthumous novel coming out early next year:
The Pale King gets a cover

Fuck I love DFW. Of particular interest are his short stories on tennis (cant remember which books) and how they relate to the tennis academy in Infinite Jest. I reckon not a day goes by where something from IJ doesn’t pop into my head.

Know what you mean

“A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again” Perhaps?

Also, 1997 Esquire article The String Theory and 2006 NYTimes Federer as religious experience