Wednesday, February 03, 2010

Death of a Tales-man

Before I go all emo about my namesake, let me rewind for a bit.

Last Monday, we had a meeting of the MNDC (Monday Night Dinner Club) in honor of The Weave's return from Middle Earth. It was great to see her, and I think she was grateful to see us. The world kind of fell apart a little bit while she was gone (Haiti for one thing, and work stuff for another), and so dinner in Boca at Uncle Julio's (Mexican, duh) was necessary. I had two enchiladas (one cheese and onion, one chicken) and I'm fairly certain I ate my weight in chips and salsa. It's expected.

Looking at The Weave's pics made me want to go back Down Under. :( I need to win the lottery.

Speaking of more :(, J.D. Salinger died a week ago. I found out during my last class of the day, F Block. One of my precious angels walked in and said, "Ms. Garcia, J.D. Salinger died." At first, I thought she was kidding, but one visit to CNN.com proved that she was correct. At this point, I was mildly freaking out (I'll admit I was shaking slightly), and another student thought that the nation had been attacked or something. In retrospect, it was kind of funny.

I'll admit, a little of the wind was gone from my sails for a couple of days. I LOVE J.D. Salinger. His writing, and Holden, came at the perfect time in my life and regardless of what you may think about The Cather in the Rye, it's undeniable that Salinger's voice is and was one of the most unique in literature. I'd never read anything that sounded like that before. His voice, his writing, opened up my world. I fell in love. I'm hoping this means that his uncollected stories will, at last, be collected and that his unpublished manuscripts (of where there are rumored to be many) will be published. I've got my fingers crossed, but given the man Salinger was, I don't know if that'll happen. *sigh* I'm keeping up with the news, though. Maybe by this time next year I'll have piles of reading to do. :)

This has to be my favorite thing written in the wake of his death. It's kind of... perfect.

I hope you finally found a place that was nice and peaceful, J.D.

Much love.