Yet Another Salinger Postmortem

As a reader, my interests go places that my adolescent self would have found “boring” (that all-encompassing word). As a teenager, the focus of my reading was almost exclusively JD Salinger. I was a defensive, fearful, mistrustful, dogmatic and sheltered young man from an idyllic little town, so it makes sense. Though still fearful and defensive, I’m more broad-minded. When I was in an English graduate program, I regarded Salinger the way one comes to disregard a younger self - as embarrassingly naive. Dragons live forever, not so little boys. Like Puff, Salinger stopped being magical.

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