one of my favorite writers of all time died last week. it makes me sad. franny & zooey, catcher in the rye, nine stories, raise high the roof beam? i love them.
he hasn't published anything in decades and has been living a pretty secluded life during those same decades. i have a secret wish that they will find that he has been producing all these brilliant things during that time and that they will be discovered and that i will get to read them.
farewell, mr. salinger.
in other news, i found out yesterday that i was accepted to the millay colony. i'll spend the whole month of june on edna st. vincent millay's property in austerlitz, new york writing, eating wild blueberries and having my meals cooked for me by a local organic chef. i'm pretty excited.
news about my mormon women writers literary tour in march forthcoming...