Fitzgerald’s book from New Directions, The Crack Up, is a motherfucker. Beautiful and elaborate (a lot to chew on) but dark. Page 181, writing about his friendship with Hemingway: “I talk with the authority of failure—Ernest with the authority of success. We could never sit across the same table again.” Goddamn.
Fitzgerald, Fitzgerald.
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