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R.I.P. David Foster Wallace

David Foster Wallace, author of the novel Infinite Jest, the essay collection A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again and the short story collection Brief Interviews with Hideous Men, hanged himself on Friday night. Here’s an excerpt from the Los Angeles Times story:

David Foster Wallace, the novelist, essayist and humorist best known for his 1996 novel “Infinite Jest,” was found dead Friday night at his home in Claremont, according to the Claremont Police Department. He was 46.

Jackie Morales, a records clerk at the department, said Wallace’s wife called police at 9:30 p.m. Friday saying she had returned home to find that her husband had hanged himself.

Wallace, who had taught creative writing at Pomona College since 2002, was on leave this semester.

If you’d like to hear him in his own words, this interview on Charlie Rose is a good start. His segment starts at 23:17:

Joey deVilla

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