Harry Ransom Center + David Foster Wallace = <3 4EVER

We ate this.

Here we are now in the year after Infinite Summer, where literate people across the globe read Infinite Jest for the first time, and it's the year in which the University of Texas' heady body of archived culture – the Ransom Center, yes – has glommed onto most everything that remains, paper-trailwise, of what Our Man With The Bandanna created.

For instance: The original, handwritten manuscript of Infinite Jest. DFW's personal dictionary, with all its annotations and circled words and dog-ears. Juvenilia, as they call such things, including a versework called "Viking Poem" written by a six-year-old DFW. Teaching materials and syllabi and so on, from the author's professorial years.

And – as they say on that cultural substrate called television that Wallace, in essays and fictions and conversations, so deeply and cleverly ploughed the connotations of – much, much more.

Of course, we're not going to see the manuscripts and notes and correspondences concerning DFW's final novel, The Pale King. That is, we won't see those until after the novel's published; then, Little, Brown and Company will release that whole shebang, too, into the loving hands of those bibliophiles who ride herd on and maintain stability of the HRC's vast holdings.

Q: And but so how long must we, the public, wait to get our eyes on this fine treasure, even without any paleness of imminent king amid its splendors?

"The Wallace materials are being processed and organized and will be available to researchers and the public in fall 2010," according to the latest from the HRC.

Fall of 2010. Fall of 2010. Um.

Gonna feel like an infinite summer ...