Not Wallace!

I just realized one of my favorite authors died. Like 7 months ago. Wow. My bad.

Apparently, it happened just days after I got engaged. This may explain why I didn't hear about it when it happened. But 7 months? Really?

I found out by checking out...wait for it...Amazon. Today must be obsessed with Amazon day.

They were suggesting a book by Wallace I had never seen before, and I glanced at it. In the description, it cavalierly mentions how blah blah blah since his death blah blah....and I respond, "Say wha?!?" I'm eloquent like that.

So that's that. I don't know. His writing was brilliant, and he used images that were truly incredible. In a huge novel he wrote, he contained these various elements that I still think of often...the French Quebec Wheelchair Assassins (striking fear in the hearts of anyone who heard the squeak), the future of football publicity (players dressing up like the mascots and the Cardinals being shoved out of planes) and of course, the film that was so mesmerizing that people could not stop watching and would die that way....

Brilliant.

But also so dark, and so depressing. I couldn't read his short stories, because they get so artsy and abstract.

So, huh.