The imperative for literary fiction. David Foster Wallace

… Many of out best-known C. Y. [Conspicuously Young] writers seem content merely to have reduced interpretation to whining. And what’s frustrating to me about the whiners is that precisely the state of general affairs that explains a nihilistic artistic outlook makes it imperative that art not be nihilistic.

It’s always a deep, deep pleasure to read David Foster Wallace, only colored with sadness at reading him posthumously.