Friday, August 16, 2024

David Foster Wallace


Farther Away “Robinson Crusoe,” David Foster Wallace, and the island of solitude. By Jonathan Franzen Franzen was close friends with DFW. Counterbalances the 'secular saint' narrative - speaks of DFW's dark secret self - that felt it could never be loved. On the twisted logic of his suicide.
    "The curious thing about David’s fiction, though, is how recognized and comforted, how loved, his most devoted readers feel when reading it. To the extent that each of us is stranded on his or her own existential island—and I think it’s approximately correct to say that his most susceptible readers are ones familiar with the socially and spiritually isolating effects of addiction or compulsion or depression—we gratefully seized on each new dispatch from that farthest-away island which was David. At the level of content, he gave us the worst of himself: he laid out, with an intensity of self-scrutiny worthy of comparison to Kafka and Kierkegaard and Dostoyevsky, the extremes of his own narcissism, misogyny, compulsiveness, self-deception, dehumanizing moralism and theologizing, doubt in the possibility of love, and entrapment in footnotes-within-footnotes self-consciousness. At the level of form and intention, however, this very cataloguing of despair about his own authentic goodness is received by the reader as a gift of authentic goodness: we feel the love in the fact of his art, and we love him for it."
    On Franzen's "The Corrections" About harrowing process of writing the novel. I like his writing tips - also like the letter DFW wrote Franzen about the book

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https://dfan.org/jest.txt How Hal acquires his speech impediment

https://ambiguities.wordpress.com/2008/09/29/semiautobiography-madame-psychosis-and-metempsychosis/
"But it’s more than homage, and part of the bloody point of this book is that there’s more to life and to fiction than creating a web of allusion and referent and ambiguity, although those are cool.  He’s engaging with Joyce through this name and this idea, but there’s more.  I think he’s making a kind of argument about the nature of literature: that what it is, in a way, is a transmigration of souls, from an author to a character to a reader. "

https://fs.blog/david-foster-wallace-this-is-water/
"Twenty years after my own graduation, I have come gradually to understand that the liberal arts cliché about teaching you how to think is actually shorthand for a much deeper, more serious idea: learning how to think really means learning how to exercise some control over how and what you think. It means being conscious and aware enough to choose what you pay attention to and to choose how you construct meaning from experience. Because if you cannot exercise this kind of choice in adult life, you will be totally hosed. Think of the old cliché about “the mind being an excellent servant but a terrible master.”



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