Like for months in the spring semester of Y.D.P.A.H. she referred to her own program as ‘Madame’s Downer-Lit Hour’ and read depressing book after depressing book — Good Morning, Midnight and Maggie: A Girl of the Streets and Giovanni’s Roomand Under the Volcano, plus a truly ghastly Bret Ellis period during Lent — in a monotone, really slowly, night after night.
From David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest (hyperlinks are my attempt at oblique (non)annotation and obviously not part of the original text).
Biblioklept 
I’ve been meaning to read ‘Infinite Jest’ for a long time now. This post just fuels my ambition to complete my summer project and get on with it, even if it isn’t strictly a summer book!
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Well i find John Grisham the most depressing. Read The Chamber? I think I can deal with anything now!
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