On separating the sources of our pain from the reality in which we live now
Speculative Nonfiction, December 15, 2020
It happened to be that I reread Salinger's "Perfect Day for Bananafish" – which I remembered as being a story about a couple’s trip to a hotel on the beach at the end of which the man kills himself – on the very same day that my wife and I went to spend a weekend at a seaside hotel.
