So I got all these messages of condolence on the death of J.D. Salinger. I know you wanted to tell somebody-anybody; thank you for thinking of me. We’re sad but not distraught. J.D. Salinger got to live his life exactly the way he wanted to; we should all be so lucky. To honor the writer who has meant so much to me personally I am going to copy, by hand, my favorite Salinger story Just Before the War with the Eskimos. It’s the one that begins after a game of tennis.
Read Janet Malcolm’s defence of the Glass stories in the New York Review of Books in 2001.