The good news is, Infinite Jest will not be the only book I read this summer because I finished it three weeks ago. (I read ahead … I also started a week early.) So, was it great? Was it worth it? Would I read it again? Yes, yes, and hell yes. In fact, I had a ten-minute debate with myself on whether or not to re-read it this summer. Wisely, I decided against doing that. It was time for IJ and I to see other people. I was free to play the field and flirt with all those other books on the shelf that had been giving me the eye over the month I spent reading IJ. The problem is, though, that I’ve started seeing some of these other books, and I’m just not that into them. This is a serious problem for a bookworm: now that I’ve finished Infinite Jest, other books just aren’t holding my attention anymore.