Writing students can learn much from their heroes. As an 18-year-old, J.D. Salinger was my main literary hero. When I read a Smithsonian.com article about a new exhibit of Salinger notes and family-memorabilia coming to the New York Public Library soon, I was inspired to write this critique and analysis of the article.
Please read and comment, especially my over-all conclusion:
Part of my sadness is thinking what he could have shared — if he hadn’t been striving for irrational perfection and hadn’t been second-guessing the public’s reaction.
Thanks, & happy writing. VMK