I hadn’t planned on re-reading The Great Gatsby, but after finishingCareless People, a book about Gatsby‘s creation, I couldn’t resist! I’ve read this book twice before, and I was eager to re-read it hot on the heals of a book about the factors that influenced its writing.
The Penguin Press; Jan. 23, 2014
Hardcover; 432 pages
Source: Received from publisher for review
Although F. Scott Fitzgerald didn’t write The Great Gatsby until 1925, he chose to set his iconic novel in 1922. Intrigued by his choice of setting, Sarah Churchwell set out to investigate Fizgerald’s influences while writing his masterwork.
In 1922, Fitzgerald was 26, returning to New York for the publication of Tales of the Jazz Age. Already a wildly successful writer, he and his vivacious wife Zelda soon became absorbed in the glamorous lifestyle of jazz age NY. Prohibition meant that booze was flowing more freely than ever before, reckless drivers were killing people right and left, and a slate of murders became media sensations. Continue reading →
2012 is turning out to be a huge year for movie adaptations of amazing books! The first half of the year saw the release of the movie version of contemporary favorite The Hunger Games, and this fall and winter will see the release of film adaptations to seven really great books — although I must admit I have read only five of them. Read on for trailers, release dates, casting info, and my thoughts! Continue reading →
Hello all! I thought I’d introduce a new segment on my blog. Each Friday, I will feature a beautiful quote from a book I love, moving words from an author, or an insightful comment about books and reading. So kick back, relax, and start off your weekend with this quote from one of my favorite books, The Great Gatsby:
“All night the saxophones wailed the hopeless comment of the Beale Street Blues while a hundred pairs of gold and silver slippers shuffled the shining dust. At the grey tea hour there were always rooms that throbbed incessantly with this low, sweet fever, while fresh faces drifted here and there like rose petals blown by the sad horns around the floor.”
I love the way Fitzgerald evokes the opulence and hedonism of the ’20s while also conveying the emptiness of it all. And, of course, I’m a sucker for alliteration, and “silver slippers shuffled the shining dust” is as good as they come!