Reading this New York Times piece on JD Salinger, I'm reminded that
1) the single greatest thing he ever did was not write the "sequel" that everybody foolishly longed for, perhaps in some quasi Todd Snyder kinda way.
2) it's a lot easier to be an eccentric recluse if you're rich as shit.
3) there are people that like writing, and there are people that like having written something.
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