I'm Allergic to Cats (and Lonely)

I'm so allergic to cats that it has forced me into hiding.

I had a promising career as a writer. I captured the zeitgeist of a new generation. But after the release and ensuing success of The Catcher in the Rye, every copy sold meant that much more blocking in my nasal passages, until I couldn't speak worth a damn. I could barely even breathe. So here I am, universally beloved but driven into isolation by those damn cats.

Please, no interviews.