The following is my favorite chapter from David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest. It’s basically a monologue; a man preparing to teach his son how to play tennis. It fits in well in the whole of the book from which it comes, but can also stand entirely alone as a short story. The challenge of posting it in this form is getting it into digestible chunks. There are only 5 paragraphs, and the last one is many pages long, so posting it in paragraph form is out. My next thought was to post it page by page as it appears in the book, but then you end up with a break in the middle of a sentence. I finally settled on arbitrary breaks of roughly equal length, but always ending with the end of a sentence. Each new section is a continuation of the previous paragraph, indicated by (…).