Just now finally finished Infinite Jest — I admire Wallace’s “iron will” and “analytic savvy” and his seemingly endless yet somehow coordinated and technically accurate rabbit hole of 388 footnotes!
As I coasted in to the end, I sat out on a sun-washed balcony here in Key Largo, Fl, and I could here the faint sound of a tennis ball popping rhythmically back and forth and I thought of DFW — what a mind and talent! And of course what a tragic loss.
Also some parts of the book I felt truly altered my mind. Some parts make you feel like you can surmount anything just by reading it. This book should be well-known by NA and AA organizations and anyone who has ever been addicted to a Substance.