Salinger. He’s a bit bent. And that’s why I like him. Those last two paragraphs. That last line taking a story on a violent ride in a new direction while it ends right in your face or fragile mind. You can feel the screws coming loose the further into the story we go.
Nine Stories, a paperback copy my wife bought back in college. Still in one piece and such a pleasure to handle after a few months of the digital reader. Salinger would have been upset had I digested this with the pixel or whatever tech the Kindle is.
Nine Stories by J. D. Salinger is a classic, one of many from the mind of this man. Released in 1953 it has both one foot in the era with the other transplanted to whatever time the reader happens to find themselves in. This book haunted me and also made me appreciate. I thought the book started and ended well. Teddy and A Perfect Day for Bananafish were my two favorites, but some of the others might have made the cut had they not made me feel so terrible about what I knew was headed my way.
Get it, read it.
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Whew. Haven’t read this one in about 20 years. Same cover, too! Going to see if I still have a copy (I give a lot of books away anymore) and if I do, I’l add it to my summer reading list. Raise High The Roofbeam is another good one, not sure if its part of this collection or not.
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Mark,
It’s no wonder he was famous. And he spoke to a lot of frustrated people. Probably still does. I’m not frustrated but I like how he turns me inside out. Thanks for the comment amigo.