alper Male, 28. Amsterdam, Netherlands

Some clarification about why I haven't finished this yet. I'm doing my best. I read hours and hours deep into the night and can't make a dent into this gargantuan brick of a book.

Then why do I keep reading? DFW's literary might is awesome in the literal meaning of the word. You could already get that from his short stories, but the scale of this book together with the physical force of his writing really drive that point home. With every non-linear chapter, every footnote littered page and every esoteric word he builds something near impossible.

That and this book is easily both one of the most cynical and one of the most humane books I have read. It's horrible and heartwrenching, as it should be.