Today I read heartbreaking in memoriams here, here, here and here. I’ve been planning on reading Infinite Jest for a very long time, as well as his essays, and now I only feel like expediting the purchase of a copy. Reading the beautiful remembrances of this man that I had merely heard of, I can’t help but feel that parallels exist somewhere between our thought processes.
It makes me feel like I am going to be overwhelmed with sadness when I finally get around to reading his words. That’s not necessarily a bad thing.
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I’m doing an independent study, and my teacher and I decided to dedicate the entire quarter to Infinite Jest. Thought you might appreciate that.
Simply awesome. I’ve been in three bookstores in Seattle this week and still haven’t found Infinite Jest. I think I’m just going to have to order it.