J D Salinger
An American Author
I had to read Catcher In The Rye in high school and I loved it. It was one of the few books I read at that time that spoke to me. And this book turned me in to an avid reader.
I also had to read his short stories book and these stories seems weird and disjointed to me. However, three years later, I picked up Seymour, An Introduction and read that book and loved it. I followed up with reading Zooey and Francis and loved that book as well. So I went back to the short satires book and then saw the connections of this book to these two books. They were just continuations of this family.
Raise High The Roof beam Carpenter was a book I just loved. I loved his description of Seymour. I could see the apartment in Manhattan and wanted to visit there for a weekend. I could see all the vaudeville characters who stopped by.
So, I read this book again: 20 times. Each spring from the age of 19 to 39, I read this book every spring. It was sort of my introduction to a new beginning, the end of winter and a time to notice all the changes that are taking place around my narrow world. I don't know why I stopped reading this book. But I haven't read it for 20 years now. Maybe it's time to go back to it again.
I did find a collection of never released short stories in Penn State's Rare Book Room. They were war stories and I asked the librarian if I could make a copy of the book as there was no copyright. He wouldn't let me as he didn't want me to damage the binding. So I started copying the stories by hand until I realized I was being obsessive and nutty. I let it go.
I did read the memoir Sy a former girlfriend, At Home in the World: A Memoir
by She painted him as a cruel kook. Her portray of him didn't surprise me. It disappointed me. He was such a recluse so why was I surprised that he was also dysfunctional in his dealings with women and his children?
A few years ago, someone released a million page memoir as well. I could hardly wait to read it. But it was nothing more than a cut-and-paste interview collage. It didn't hold my interest so back it went to the library after three hours of trying to like it.
I think I shall surrender any more effort to read about his personal life. I think I will read Seymour again and find those particular passages that was so well written.
An American Author
I had to read Catcher In The Rye in high school and I loved it. It was one of the few books I read at that time that spoke to me. And this book turned me in to an avid reader.
I also had to read his short stories book and these stories seems weird and disjointed to me. However, three years later, I picked up Seymour, An Introduction and read that book and loved it. I followed up with reading Zooey and Francis and loved that book as well. So I went back to the short satires book and then saw the connections of this book to these two books. They were just continuations of this family.
Raise High The Roof beam Carpenter was a book I just loved. I loved his description of Seymour. I could see the apartment in Manhattan and wanted to visit there for a weekend. I could see all the vaudeville characters who stopped by.
So, I read this book again: 20 times. Each spring from the age of 19 to 39, I read this book every spring. It was sort of my introduction to a new beginning, the end of winter and a time to notice all the changes that are taking place around my narrow world. I don't know why I stopped reading this book. But I haven't read it for 20 years now. Maybe it's time to go back to it again.
I did find a collection of never released short stories in Penn State's Rare Book Room. They were war stories and I asked the librarian if I could make a copy of the book as there was no copyright. He wouldn't let me as he didn't want me to damage the binding. So I started copying the stories by hand until I realized I was being obsessive and nutty. I let it go.
I did read the memoir Sy a former girlfriend, At Home in the World: A Memoir
by She painted him as a cruel kook. Her portray of him didn't surprise me. It disappointed me. He was such a recluse so why was I surprised that he was also dysfunctional in his dealings with women and his children?
A few years ago, someone released a million page memoir as well. I could hardly wait to read it. But it was nothing more than a cut-and-paste interview collage. It didn't hold my interest so back it went to the library after three hours of trying to like it.
I think I shall surrender any more effort to read about his personal life. I think I will read Seymour again and find those particular passages that was so well written.
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