DFW suicide

F***. Why.

Last saturday the dead body of David Foster Wallace was found in his house.

So this is all what remains. His words. Infinite Jest. (Spent 3 months reading that book, early 1996, and it made a lasting impression).

(I see the news just today. I should’ve seen it earlier – so many messages in the wallace-mailing list. I am sad for him. I am sad that we will not see any DFW-prose in the future).

Here’s some remembrances: http://www.edrants.com/remembering-david-foster-wallace/

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