![]() ![]() He also conveniently chose to kill himself the day after the anniversary of September 11th, a connection his credulous fans would be sure to notice. ![]() More importantly, though, Wallace thoughtfully provided a copy of the manuscript of The Pale King, the novel he’d been working on at the time. ![]() While his suicide note has never been made public, given that his favorite book was The Drama of the Gifted Child, it was probably more humorless pontificating combined with footnotes that nobody wants to read. No one knows for certain why Wallace chose to sway from the rafters of his garage while his dogs drooled and stared like his other idiot fans. How tragic it was that Wallace took his life at the sprightly age of 46, never again to regale us with incisive essays about eating lobster or massive tomes full of Gordian knot sentences and cotton candy-colored footnotes. The literary world went apoplectic with grief, saddened by the suicide of this boy genius. On this day ten years ago, David Foster Wallace went into his garage, tied a noose, slung it around his neck, and kicked the chair away. ![]()
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