This is one of the enormously rare moments where I wish I lived in Austin, Tex.
Tonight, the University of Texas, which holds the enormous archive of David Foster Wallace’s papers, will host a tribute to the late literary genius in conjunction with the release of his unfinished, final novel, “The Pale King.”
Among the writers reading excepts from the book: Kevin Brockmeier.
More at the New Yorker.
Thanks to @BlakeRutherford for calling our attention to it via tweet.
Now: is anyone else reading “The Pale King” around these parts? Thoughts? I’ve been toting it around for a couple weeks now and love it, all morbidity considered. The chapter about Leonard Stecyk (the little shit) may be the best thing DFW ever wrote.