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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

My hero: David Foster Wallace by Colin Barrett

David Foster Wallace David Foster Wallace. Photograph: Gary Hannabarger/Corbis

I was in the long, sullen afternoon of my early 20s, contentedly directionless, occupying an office cubicle from Monday to Friday and writing gruesomely mannered and mercifully short poems, hungover, on Sundays. I wanted to be a writer, but was worried I only wanted to be a writer because I wanted to be a writer.

I read Infinite Jest on my weekday tram commute over a summer. Just over 1,000 pages long, heavily influenced by the dense, formally daunting works of Pynchon, Gaddis and McElroy, Infinite Jest is a crypto-apocalyptic, science-fiction-tainted satire and tragedy. It's about a great many things, from tennis and addiction to roving packs of giant feral hamsters and militant Quebecois wheelchair assassins, but beneath its almost defensively elaborate postmodern conceits is a novel brimming with extraordinary compassion and empathy.

The two main characters, teen tennis prodigy Hal Incandenza and recovering addict and ex-con Donald Gately, have stayed with me as few fictional entities do. Like Ulysses, Infinite Jest is a book that seems to echo and anticipate many other books. And it's no accident that its two central characters are a gifted, vulnerable but insufferably snide little prick, and an older, wiser, fundamentally decent man; or that the narrative hinges tantalisingly on the prospect of their exasperatingly deferred, but surely inevitable, connection.

The book left me euphoric and burdened. Here it is, it seemed to say: here is the torrential spate of the mind talking incessantly back to itself, the bottomless aporias and fleeting ecstasies that you, as a human, must suffer alone, like everyone else. Here is the head that pounds like a heart.

Infinite Jest gave me back to myself, and left me with nowhere to hide. I stopped writing my brittle, evasive poems. I began to wonder how on earth you do something like this.

• Colin Barrett's debut collection Young Skins won this year's Frank O'Connor international short story award, announced this week.


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Sunday, October 6, 2013

The Girls' Book: How To Be The Best At Everthing by Juliana Foster - review

This book is unlike any others. It's not a story or factual, it's just like it says in the title - how to be the best at everything! It includes how to make milkshakes, how to survive a shark attack, how to find your blind spot (something I found especially interesting!), how to read someone's mind and so much more!

I found it a very interesting book, even though it's not something I would normally pick up, but most of the things do take a lot of time to organise, so if you like to do things quickly then this is not the book for you! Although some things in here are very quick, like finding your blind spot, but that's not something that will keep you occupied.

I would rate this book an 8/10 because most of the activities in here are really fun and very well thought out, but some of them are just unrealistic and pointless. I would recommend this book to girls (obviously) aged 9-12, so get reading!

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