David Foster Wallace’s The Pale King is out, and I am reading it.
In 2008 we had arrived for a vacation in LA, and driving from the airport we heard on NPR that DFW had died. My wife and I were shocked (our son, in the back and age 4, didn’t get it).
When we returned home, I re-read Infinite Jest. I have to admit that I never finished The Broom of the System, but I have read all of the short stories and essays.
I am not a fan, but I wish I could have a signed copy of The Pale King.
Picked up a copy about a week ago, but I think my subconscious is making me avoid doing any actual reading beyond page 50-something because I’m all too aware it’s the last long thing of his that will ever be published. Sad.