David Markson passed away last week and the Awl just posted a fitting farewell.
An Albany native and Union alum (yes, I did know both of these things before this), Markson wrote things that I couldn't read. His supposed brilliance was beyond me. Not that I am not saying that he was not brilliant, just that I could not see it based on my plebeian tastes. He was one of those authors that I was supposed to love, I just couldn't do it.
RIP David Markson
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