So J.D. Salinger is dead.
Probably spinning in his grave too, now that he's back in the headlines.
Apparently he never stopped writing, he just felt that publishing was a terrible invasion of his privacy. You've got to admire the man's convictions. He wasn't a basket case saving jars of his own urine like Howard Hughes, he just wanted to be left alone. Can't blame a guy for that. Although, I suppose if you're going to save jars of urine, better your own than someone else's, right?
Anyway, I'd sure like to get a peek at what ol' J.D.'s been working on for the last 47 years.
Now, where did I put those mason jars...
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