It’s been a bit since I dropped some knowledge here, but the wild days of my time as an “private school teacher” are coming to an end (or are just beginning, depending on how you look at it).
I’m still gonna teach, just not in the rep tie and spit-shined bucks way I have for the past ten years.
I have so much more of my story to tell, particularly the second half of my contest story. For now, however, I want to introduce you to David Foster Wallace.
He died by his own hand a few years ago, following that long tradition of great American (tortured-soul) writers that includes Hemingway and Kerouac and the great Hart Crane (who stepped off of an ocean liner between Mexico and New York). He is what I’d call an encyclopedic writer in the sense that reading his work makes you have to research and learn more about the obscure references he makes than a jaunt through a Hardy Boys mystery. Other writers of this ilk include James Joyce and my thesis arch-nemesis Thomas Pynchon.
DFW wrote a great book called Infinite Jest, which I’ve only somewhat waded into, and plan on getting more involved in at some point. One of his more accessible and interesting works is a story/article called “Consider the Lobster” which was featured in Gourmet magazine.
I delve into David Foster Wallace because I came across this great film culled from his commencement speech at Kenyon College in 2005.
I implore you to watch it. Enjoy.