Sunday September 14, 2008
DFW
Call it hubris, but whenever I’m confronted with an accomplished literary work, I think to myself, “I might have written this. I have some of the tools, and the rest I could acquire. Given the right amount of time, concentration, and perseverance, I could have written this.” But, despite its frustrations, I never thought this about Infinite Jest. I couldn’t have written it in 10,000 years. It’s sad.





