David Foster Wallace (1962-2008)

an awful loss. self-inflicted, again, another writer too smart to not do such a thing... an ode to the man, the writer, the teacher.


"Foster Wallace"

by Brad Lockwood

He’s a very prolific author of undeniable
lexicon a scribe unemcumbered by punc-
tuation of average infinite context a writer
chaotic frenetic sporadic diatribes of life and
highly prolific hideous authors’ medals and awards and1

As if we haven’t waited long enough waiting
standing in line like authors2authors like a
Hewlett Packard inkjet on continuous feed
paper falls like his thoughts flow broom an
estuary of babble2

My head hurts, heart too, knees more so
like this 78lbs girl beside me
sliding a picturesque landscape postcard of
a rural rocky path down down pages flashing
lobster eyes lower still3

Some literate dork behind us keeps saying
we’re here to see Clay Aiken to guys
then the truth to women
We’re all sick of it and him but glad there’s
sound to ease the stillness4


1 What is unknown
2 Biblical reference noted
3 How low we may never know
4 You can relate.

Nice to be back again

After an 11 month sojourn in Oregon, it's lovely to set foot in my beloved Brooklyn again. Another novel completed and so many feature articles published in the past year (a few of which have been added to this site, with links to the originals - many thanks to the staff at The Source Weekly in Bend, Oregon, including Eric Flowers, Aaron the Publisher, and many more) 2008 is shaping up to be a remarkable year; including the Republic of Georgia being invaded by Putin, Karl Rove still unindicted, and the Obama/McCain match-up more focused on flag lapels and fearmongering than the issues.

Anyway, I'll try to keep this updated but can't promise anything; another book is the works so we'll see... The audio version of my first novel "Sellout" is doing ridiculously well at www.podiobooks.com/title/sellout Download a chapter and listen for yourself!

Oh, if you're as interested in other writers as me, visit www.brooklyneagle.com and search me - over 50 of Brooklyn's best writers have been documented and/or interviewed. It's a helluva town, let's just hope it doesn't devour me whole.