Jerome David Salinger
J.D. Salinger is my favorite author ever. I started reading him on the advice of my dad when I was about 14 years old. He had me from first line, first paragraph, and first thought. I poured over his words with a great feeling of being AWAKE for the first time, a cliche I am sure. But I liked the feeling that my own personal “Psychosis”, often similar to that of Seymore Glass, Sargent X, and Holden Caulfield, were the coil inside my thermometer, making me expand and contract toward and away from the people in my life and the world at large. The things that make me crazy, subtly or otherwise, make me special to my universe. I have no control over the things that move me, I have only the ability to discover why I feel the way that I do, and try to decide what to do with that. For better or for worse.
Salinger has been away a long time it seems, kind of like he was already dead, to the world at least. But he was there in New England, alive on my mantle, click clacking into the void. He lived a long life, and changed a few too, is there really anything more you could want.
Much Luv,
Jimmer
Paulgiarist
11:49 am on January 29, 2010
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The man has been unpublished since 1965, uninterviewed since 1980. That is a long time to live in seclusion out of the public eye. He had to have been writing that entire time… think of the stack of short stories and manuscripts that are bound to come out in the coming years! Literature is exciting!