Less Is More?

Because of my current employment situation I spend alot of time in front of a computer with 90% of the internet blocked. This can be extremely tedious and occasionally some what helpful. One of my favorite websites at to peruse at work is The New Yorker. While I was clicking around I came across this article about the late author David Foster Wallace. I know he was a well respected writer in a variety of capacities and I have tried to read him before. If you have never read anything by Mr. Wallace it is pertinent that you should know that he is (admittedly) extremely difficult and laborious to read because he writes with an absurd amount of lengthy footnotes so when you read him you are required to keep a finger in that back of the book to keep your place in the footnotes. Not only that, he has footnotes within footnotes within footnotes (I swear I am not making this up). I tried to read a 30ish page short story by him one time and it seriously took a fucking week to read. Not only is Wallace a tough read but he worked in the Post-modern genre which is not my favorite genre in the slightest. Needless to say, I was not a fan of his work.

So, after reading the article in The New Yorker about him and his own tragic ending of his own life I noticed that they mention an article that Wallace wrote for the New York Times, another one of my favorite websites, covering the 2007 Wimbledon tennis tournament and Roger Federer. This article blew me away, it was so well written that I felt I needed to share it with all of you.

D.F Wallace.

Anyways, I have pictures from Friday night I will post soon; as soon as I figure out Blogger's new way of posting pictures.

Love,
adam