Franny and Zooey
The author writes: FRANNY came out in The New Yorker in 1955, and was swiftly followed, in 1957 by ZOOEY. Both stories are early, critical entries in a narrative series I'm doing about a family of settlers in twentieth-century New York, the Glasses. It is a long-term project, patently an... show more
The author writes: FRANNY came out in The New Yorker in 1955, and was swiftly followed, in 1957 by ZOOEY. Both stories are early, critical entries in a narrative series I'm doing about a family of settlers in twentieth-century New York, the Glasses. It is a long-term project, patently an ambiguous one, and there is a real-enough danger, I suppose that sooner or later I'll bog down, perhaps disappear entirely, in my own methods, locutions, and mannerisms. On the whole, though, I'm very hopeful. I love working on these Glass stories, I've been waiting for them most of my life, and I think I have fairly decent, monomaniacal plans to finish them with due care and all-available skill.
Publish date: May 1st 1991
Publisher: Little, Brown and Company
Pages no: 202
Edition language: English
I went into this book with exceedingly high expectations, having been told by someone whose opinion I trust immensely that it is potentially better than Salinger's Catcher in the Rye (one of my all-time favorites). I wasn't sure if I would agree, but I went into Franny and Zooey expecting great thin...
Magnificent. That one word can be used to describe my feelings about this book. Nothing happens in this book, yet at the same time everything happens. The book takes place over the course of a single weekend during which Franny Glass has breakdown. Returning home after passing out at a planned out...
I don't get Salinger. I don't get why he is both critically and popularly acclaimed. This book is supposed to be on the relation between art and religion and explores various ideas in various ways.My major problem with Salinger is that he writes about elitist douche-bags, which is fine, but he not...
I cannot possibly describe how much I loved this book. Once I started I couldn’t stop until it was finished. Like other books of Salinger, you can’t help but to feel identificated at least once with either Franny or Zooey. Good reading, I recommend it.
Once again I find it very difficult to put into words my thoughts on this book, which is comprised of two parts: Franny, a short story first published in The New Yorker in 1955, and Zooey, a novella that followed in 1957. From the Author: “Both stories are early, critical entries in a narrative seri...