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At the Infinite Summer web site, the Guides are settling in for the long haul. Avery Edison is barely keeping up (assigned reading being all too similar to schoolwork), Eden Kennedy is a bit behind but takes heart in Wallace’s 2005 Kenyon College commencement speech, Kevin Guilfoile reveals a bit of plagiarism on Wallace’s part involving urban legends and bricklaying, and Matthew Baldwin shares his favorite chapters so far. And a special treat: D.F.W.’s editor at Little, Brown shares what it was like to edit I.J. from start to finish.
TMN is on holiday next week, and will return sunburnt and hungover on Monday, July 20. Would you mind watering our plants while we’re away?
Infinite Samadzadeh
Every week, TMN Assistant Editor Nozlee Samadzadeh comments on the Infinite Summer reading experience.
murated mu·ra·ted (myureɪtɛd)
adj.
Surrounded by walls.
This week it happened. I’m behind, stuck at Monday’s page count and in the dark about this Madame Psychosis character people are talking about. How many of you are behind as well? No spoilers here, out of respect for the similarly lagging.
This week we finally got more explanation of the technology driving I.J.’s world, with an entire chapter on the rise and fall of the videophone. Nothing dates a story more than outdated computer terminology, but Wallace’s attention to detail makes the teleputer seem not only plausible but still futuristic from the perspective of 2009, despite being published in 1996. In endnote 304, to which we are directed from endnote 45, Struck edits a paper using a teleputer and we instantly recognize the analogs to our Microsoft Word copy-paste-delete-thesaurus. Page 138’s bricklayer email is the only slip-up—hadn’t Wallace ever heard of Gmail?
A plot (and infinite subplots) are beginning to arise and characters are finally beginning to reoccur. Though with all the verisimilitude Wallace earns with the teleprompter descriptions, where did page 127 come from, on the sweat-licking yogi who lives (murated, this week’s vocab word) in the E.T.A.’s locker room? Still, we have to trust that Wallace knows what he’s doing. After all, that scant page is the source of one of my favorite sentences so far: “Everyone should get at least one good look at the eyes of a man who finds himself rising toward what he wants to pull down.” At 42 pages behind, right now that (wo)man is me. See you at page 284.
Last Week’s TMN Map Quiz Answer
What does this map represent? 2009 state fireworks laws.
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