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I Sent My Book to David Foster Wallace and All I Got Was This Lousy Postcard
By
Sadie Stein
November 2, 2012
On the Shelf
“Why did he choose to send me a postcard? Simply because it’s a few cents cheaper than mailing a letter in an envelope? Was it just sitting around when he was looking for something to write on? Does he buy stacks of these postcards for the express purpose of responding to random fans? And worse, does he write this same prepared response to every letter?” Frank Cassese on
hearing from DFW
.
An unpublished
Truman Capote story
has come to light and will be published later this month.
“Within the world of the
Thurber dog
there are many different specimens and varieties.”
“I don’t know why Hollywood is fascinated by my book when they never care to film it as I wrote it.”
Authors respond to adaptations of their work
.
“For Halloween, a pointy hat, fake hair and a broom [make] a witch’s outfit.” And other wisdom from
Pippa Middleton’s literary debut
.
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