#infinitejest — Public Fediverse posts

Before I sputter out.

Ik vroeg drie verschillende AI’s wat het moeilijkste boek ooit is. De top 10 verschilt licht, maar er is maar overal een duidelijke nummer één. En het is niet Eindeloos Vertier.

Ik kreeg afgelopen week twee vragen over David Foster Wallace.

oh shit I forgot I ordered this lmao, it was recommended to me as a fan of Infinite Jest

#books #infinitejest

David Foster Wallace had twee ouders en een zus: Amy. Amy is de laatste nog levende persoon uit dit bijzondere gezin.

Ik las een schitterend stuk over haar en haar relatie met haar ouders en vooral die met haar broer: Consider the Sister.

Amy schuwt de publiciteit. Er zijn weinig tot geen foto’s van haar online te vinden. En ze koos er bijvoorbeeld expliciet voor dat haar keynote bij de […]

🧩 Ah yes, because clearly the world was desperately in need of *yet another* dissertation on Sierpinski gaskets, now with the added twist of Infinite Jest references. 🙄 If you're looking for a way to procrastinate on rereading a book you pretended to understand, this is your ticket! 📚✨
https://www.chiply.dev/post-ij-sierpinski #SierpinskiGaskets #InfiniteJest #Procrastination #BookRecommendations #DissertationHumor #AcademicSatire #HackerNews #ngated

Two Ways to Draw Infinite Jest's Sierpinski Gasket

https://www.chiply.dev/post-ij-sierpinski

#HackerNews #InfiniteJest #Sierpinski #Gasket #Art #MathFractals #CreativeCoding

New post on David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest!

"Two Ways to Draw Infinite Jest's Sierpinski Gasket"

https://www.chiply.dev/post-ij-sierpinski

#literature #infinitejest #math #blog #writing

The book club I'm in is doing a poll on what to read next. What does the fediverse think?

#books #reading #dungeoncrawlercarl #mistborn #infinitejest #bookclub #poll #audiobook #eBook

"It’s a massive and impossible assignment to turn around the cruise ship that is David Foster Wallace’s legacy. Amy could simply recede, as many family members of famous artists do after a tragic and untimely end." —Lindsey Adler for The Small Bow https://www.thesmallbow.com/p/consider-the-sister-2b94?src=longreads #dfw #davidfosterwallace #infinitejest #books #writers #family #grief #longreads

#InfiniteJest: A Postmodern Saga of Damnation and Salvation (1996) #DavidFosterWallace

via @wallabag

https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/1996/02/the-alchemists-retort/376533/

This 👏 book 👏 is 👏 trashed 👏.

Front and back covers completely severed; stains from god know how many muddy university coffees; and lots of chicken-scratch hand writing, a good portion of which I can't even decipher anymore. Also many rogue question marks 😅.

I did think about giving this to the local library, but it's likely a biohazard at this point. Curious if anyone else has a more egregiously blown out copy than mine! #infinitejest #davidfosterwallace #literature #reading #entertainment

Wrote a passion piece about 2 of my favourite books.

Gödel, Escher, Bach, Wallace: the "o's, d's and p's" in Infinite Jest

"the [typographic encoding] becomes the smoking gun in the case against Avril Incandenza when you appreciate Wallace's intellectual debt to Douglas Hofstadter and Gödel, Escher, Bach – a debt the essay documents in detail below."

https://www.chiply.dev/post-reperspectivizing-orin

#infinitejest #davidfosterwallace #typography #geb #literature

RE: https://janvandenberg.blog/eindeloos-vertieren-i-de-bibliotheek-en-vol-gas/

Geen tijd of zin om Eindeloos Vertier zelf te lezen, dan mag je ook meelezen met mij.

#eindeloosvertier #infinitejest #davidfosterwallace

Eindeloos Vertieren deel 1. Notities tijdens het lezen. Wat spreekt me aan? Hoe ziet ETA eruit volgens AI? Ik heb het gevraagd.

Michael Silverblatt van het programma Bookworm is de beste literaire interviewer die ooit heb gehoord.

Talking To A. Natasha Joukovsky About Men, Myths, And March Madness

https://web.brid.gy/r/https://defector.com/talking-to-a-natasha-joukovsky-about-men-myths-and-march-madness

Reading Infinite Jest after two false starts and I've never had to reach for a dictionary this number of time across a page before.
This is thick like treacle.

#reading #InfiniteJest

I'm an #AI hater but I'm interested in what one of these video creator apps would do with the full text (including the end notes) of #InfiniteJest. I hate myself for thinking of it.

Hoe kwam Infinite Jest aan haar wolken? En een GQ artikel over Infinite Jest. En alle audio interviews ooit met David Foster Wallace.

Gister verscheen een Woord van de Vertaler in de Eindeloos Vertier nieuwsbrief. Vertaler Robbert-Jan Henkes vertelt daarin hoe hij een bepaalde betekenis over het hoofd zag. Pas na publicatie zag hij het.

Het was geen typfout. Ook die kunnen er nog in zitten. En hoe dat kan?

Het komt: zo in boekvorm lees je het heel anders dan op je scherm of als uitgeprinte drukproef. Er vallen heel andere […]

Avril never actually asks Mario to keep it down; he does it out of unspoken consideration for her thing about sound.

#InfiniteJest #Reading #DavidFosterWallace

...and though Avril's made it clear that Mario's free at any time to activate and align the Tatsuoka's ghostly-green tuner to whatever he wishes, he keeps the volume so low that he has to be lowered onto a low coffee table and lean in and almost put his ear up against the woofer's tremble and concentrate closely to hear YYY's signal over the conversation in the dining room, which tends to get sort of manically high-pitched toward the end of supper.

#InfiniteJest #Reading #DavidFosterWallace

He really does have to sit right up close to listen to 'Sixty Minutes +/-…’ when he's over at the HmH with C.T. and sometimes Hal at his mother's late suppers, because Avril has some auditory thing about broadcast sound and gets the howling fantods from any voice that does not exit a living corporeal head, ...

#InfiniteJest #Reading #DavidFosterWallace

A one-man pandemic book club

The past six months have given me exponentially more time at home than I would have thought possible before this pandemic-afflicted year. Normal people would have occupied those hours by catching up on deferred household maintenance or learning a new language, but instead I’ve whiled away many of them by reading two of the denser novels written in English: James Joyce’s Ulysses and David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest.

That was not a quick process. Both doorstop-thick tomes feature their authors free-styling their way through prose as they get lost in the inner worlds of a complex set of characters without any strict reference to time or place, which is a longwinded way of saying they can be intimidating to read.

I tackled Ulysses first, since I’ve had a vintage hardcover copy silently taunting me from a bookshelf for the past 20 years or so. There are deeply poetic moments in Joyce’s Dublin-steeped novel–“history is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake” resonates too well this year–and parts that suggest the author’s profound conviction that he would get paid by the word for every word. Also, I’m impressed that the censors of the 1920s made it all the way through to the really naughty bits towards the end.

After I tweeted out my victory over Joyce’s title and asked “What famously dense novel should I read next?”, one of the first replies suggested Infinite Jest. I finally accepted that logic and put myself on the Arlington library’s waiting list for an e-book copy, but before I could claim that I saw a paperback copy available for all of $2 at a library used-book sale. Buying in print instead of borrowing in pixels meant I’d have all the time I’d need to digest Wallace’s 1,079 words of prose, endnotes, and footnotes to said endnotes.

(Seriously: Wallace’s endnotes eat up almost 100 pages, and a couple count as chapter-length in their own right. I realized early on I’d need to keep two bookmarks in my copy, one to mark my progress in the text itself and the other to preserve my place in the bits at the end–then saw that this book may be best read with three bookmarks. This may be the most hypertext thing I’ve ever read in print.)

Infinite Jest is even more of an atom-smasher of plotlines than Ulysses–it touches on growing up, tennis, drugs, Boston, digital media, addiction, people’s capacity for needless cruelty, crime, more drugs, pop culture, cinematography, Québeçois separatism, and even a smidgen of tech and media policy. And it does so without the standard narrative scaffolding of chapters. I kept having to flip forward to see when the next break in the story might happen, solely to know how late I’d have to stay up before putting the book down at a point that would not leave me too confused the next morning.

I could not help reading Wallace’s tales of Boston types battling depression and inner demons of various kinds without considering how Wallace himself succumbed to his own, because depression lies. Which made me think also of my late, literary-minded friend Mike Musgrove, who I’m sure read this book a long time ago and would have offered some smart or at least smart-aleck commentary about it.