David Foster Wallace is dead.
There's the old cliche which has now reared its head with the news of his death: "His writing meant so much to me." I can't see any way to get around that.
It was just so damn good. I've recommended him to anybody I've ever met who likes writing.
I'd like to write more, but I never knew him beyond his writing, and I think speculation on his final thoughts (which I can't help but to do) would be grotesque and insensitive to put in writing on a fan's stupid blog.
Read him.
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