To be honest, I didn't pay as much attention while reading this as I should. I read it largely on my lunch at work, when there are always a thousand other dramas to pay attention to. It is the story of the Glasses, namely Franny & Zooey.... While in some ways I did enjoy it - it was surprisingly quite funny and obviously well written - in other ways it was all so teenaged. Angst and questions of the ego and life and academia... Sometimes I just get so frustrated with these petty books which focus on the most tedious aspects of humanity and rip them to pieces. Maybe I missed something with my half-assed attempt at concentration, but it just felt terribly strained and very young to me.