Three Books About Books By Bookish Lads
on ian flemming, jackie kerouac, karlo knausgaard
on ian flemming, jackie kerouac, karlo knausgaard
hide the dfw; notes on craft & posthumous novels
David Foster Wallace was a prick.
Can I write about writing about race without discussing race? No.
David bloody Foster bloody Wallace…
In America alone, 281 pounds of pig shit is produced for every one person per year. I don’t know if that’s a lot as I don’t know what a pound is.
I read every other novel by Jonathan Franzen during a period of about 18 months after really, really enjoying FreedomContinue Reading
Iris Murdoch is one of the handful of writers who I return to with regular irregularity. Like Graham Greene, VirginiaContinue Reading
I’m going to be honest, I did not get what the point of Molloy was. Oooh, it was Beckettian; itContinue Reading
After reading his Infinite Jest last Summer, I’ve been consistently disappointed by the further fiction I’ve perused by the postmodernContinue Reading
I’m writing this in the beautiful Spanish Pyrenees, having spent a day doing little more than reading Proust and lookingContinue Reading
It’s been a while since my last post, yes, that is true. I’ve been having a busy (and not particularlyContinue Reading
This is a very short novel (that, somehow, feels even shorter than it is) published by the commendable independent publishingContinue Reading
As I’ve mentioned on here many, many, many, many, many times, Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace* is one of theContinue Reading
Having managed to twist two of the last three reviews I posted on here into David Foster Wallace hagiographies, IContinue Reading
Someone told me about eighteen months ago that I should be careful. That when people pass the mid-point of theirContinue Reading
Donna Tartt’s The Goldfinch is huge. It is a massive, time-consuming tome that, though it is fun and exciting and gripping,Continue Reading
I took a week to read this harrowing, depressing, heart-wrenchingly awful* biography of one of the most troubled, confused andContinue Reading
David Shields’ Reality Hunger is a non-fiction book about the fictional and the unreal being dead to contemporary creativity. ItContinue Reading
I’m exhausted. I’m tired. And the fucking Christmas party season still isn’t over yet. Accompanying my frantic essay work, rampantContinue Reading
I found this excellent 90s-scene short story collection in a charity shop, picking it up mainly because amongst its sixteenContinue Reading
When I learnt about the recent republication of David Foster Wallace’s 1990 academic text about hip-hop only days after fallingContinue Reading
Wow. Fuck a diddle wank, David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest (1996) is a full blown literary compendium of joy. Deeply philosophical,Continue Reading
I’ve tried recreation, Reading until late at night, train rides And romance. from ‘Worsening Situation’ by John Ashbery As IContinue Reading
Right. I am finally taking my own titular advice to heart and heading off for a little bit of living.Continue Reading
Brief Interviews With Hideous Men by David Foster Wallace When this is good, this is very, very good. When it’sContinue Reading