Some overdo updates to arrive very soon, but for now here’s a little video of the buds’ recent activities. Music from Serengeti.
Many thanks to Patrick Somerville for inviting me along for The Pale King release event Friday night at Chicago’s perfect Book Cellar. Details here, but know that Adam Levin is reading, he behind the gigantic and unanimously adored The Instructions, and Marcus Sakey, a man I do not know from Adam(s) but look forward to meeting, and Jon Baskin, whose essay on Wallace I taught the shit out of a year ago in my large, terrifying Infinite Jest class at SAIC.
The event is free and will surely be full of laughter and insight, our Chicago take on events scheduled around the country to celebrate this rather phenomenal piece of literature (see extensive thoughts on the book below). Hope to see you.
I was fortunate enough to get a copy of The Pale King a few weeks back. Once finished, I began writing a review that, in addressing less the content of the book as its place in our larger understanding of Wallace and his work, became quite long. Meaning, that is, the book’s place in this particular reader’s (my) understanding of his work. Thank you to everyone who’s read it already and those who’ve circulated it. It’s a very good book, but not a novel, I don’t think, and to write about it was a hugely satisfying and challenging thing to do. Thanks, too, to St. Louis Magazine for continuing to give me a venue for these reviews.
On a related note, this Leland de la Durantaye piece in the Boston Review is incredibly insightful and smart and certainly worth our time.
This Saturday I’m following Quickies! to Iowa City, town of towns, for a reading that’s part of this year’s Mission Creek Festival. Part of a lit crawl format, I believe? Some fine fine people will read, and none of us for more than four minutes. Then I’ll just post up at George’s for the remainder of the time, loving it.