Dead Writer Digression

I had a bet going once about who would eventually be responsible for what J.D. Salinger would think the most serious of transgressions: The unauthorized production of a blockbuster movie based on his book "The Catcher in the Rye." Jerry Lewis and Steven Spielberg have already tried. The man without a genre - James Cameron - is probably salivating over Salinger's death last night. Perhaps there is a distant cousin who is going to pull a Widow Seuss-like move and cash in on the hermetic writer's work. Maybe we will see Holden Caulfield greeting cards soon ("I hear you hurt like hell. Get well and stuff.") Gross.

Here's a story from The Onion about Salinger's sensibilities as a literary artist.