THE GREAT GATSBY - F Scott Fitzgerald

I recently studied this for school; although I had read and enjoyed it before I found that after re reading it and analysing the book, the story and writing completely opened up and became even more thrilling than before. I love novels that get better the more you analyse them, in my opinion that’s one of the most important things in a great book. This book was filled with metaphors and motifs as well as an undercurrent of a sinister political message - which is my ideal book. I thoroughly enjoyed scribbling notes and annotations all over the pages - and it inspired me to do this to almost every book I read in order to try and evoke the same enjoyment  out of others that I got from this one. Although after studying it for a whole year and reading it probably 5 times I’m not going to pick it up for a while, so not to spoil and get sick of it, I still consider it one of my favourite books.

Frances Kroll Ring dies at 99; F. Scott Fitzgerald's final secretary
By Los Angeles Times

Frances Kroll Ring, one of the last living links to novelist F. Scott Fitzgerald, died Thursday, her family said. She was 99 and died at home in Benedict Canyon after a short illness.

Ring began working as Fitzgerald’s secretary and typist in 1939, when he was sending out short stories, working occasionally for Hollywood studios and writing the manuscript “The Love of the Last Tycoon.”

These were Fitzgerald’s last days, when he was considered washed up as a writer, dating gossip columnist Sheilah Graham (wife Zelda was in a mental institution on the East Coast), drinking too much, health failing. Before “The Love of the Last Tycoon” was finished, Fitzgerald died on Dec. 20, 1940.“Nobody really addresses the way it was at the end,” Ring told the Los Angeles Times in 1996. “All the books focus on the drinking and all that, and that was not the total man.”

Ring was 22 at their first meeting, sent over by an employment agency. “He was lying in bed,” she recalled to Times book critic David L. Ulin in 2009, “and he asked me all kinds of questions. Then he gave me some money and asked me to wire it to his daughter – and to call him when I was done. That was his way of testing my honesty. He was only in his 40s, but he was fragile. The kind you wanted to help. He was very pale and had very blue eyes, and he was a charmer.”

She must have impressed the writer. Fitzgerald asked her to open a dresser drawer – instead of clothes, it was full of empty gin bottles. She was unfazed, and he offered her $35 a week. He wrote a fictionalized version of her in his Pat Hobby stories; she wrote about her experiences in the 1985 memoir, “Against the Current: As I Remember F. Scott Fitzgerald.”

Ring was born May 17, 1916, in the Bronx, New York, the daughter of a furrier. Her family moved to Los Angeles with an eye toward serving Hollywood’s glamorous clientele. But it was her outsider status, according to legend, that appealed to Fitzgerald when he hired her. He didn’t want news of his Hollywood novel getting back to Hollywood.

“We talked a lot about books and movies and the state of the world, which was in chaos,” Ring told the Times in 1993. “He never treated me as someone who was working for him. He treated me as an equal.”

After working for Fitzgerald, Ring became a reader in the story department at Paramount. She married a Cadillac salesman and raised two children. She wrote freelance book reviews for the L.A. Times, reviewing works by Langston Hughes and Albert Schweitzer. After she was widowed in 1965, she went back to work full time.

In 1972, she became editor of Westways, the magazine of the Automobile Club of Southern California, where she regularly published literary luminaries Anaïs Nin, M.F.K. Fisher, Carey McWilliams, Richard Lillard, Norman Corwin and Lawrence Clark Powell. She also gave novice writers a start, including Steve Erickson.

Ring broke her hip in a fall and was recuperating in the hospital, her daughter Jennifer told the Times. “What am I supposed to do, just lie here? It’s impossible, I can’t just lie here,” Ring said, and soon enough she returned home.

Ring is survived by her daughter, Jennifer Ring, of Berkeley; son, Guy Ring, of Oak View, and two granddaughters.

in honor of the 90th anniversary of The Great Gatsby, why not stop quoting lines Fitzgerald probably plagiarized from his wife anyway and spend some time googling how Fitzgerald plagiarized from his wife and was a massively abusive dick in general (intentionally [seriously he had a SYSTEM] triggered her schizophrenic [possibly bipolar] episodes, made her have an affair so he could research it and then put her under house arrest when she tried to leave him, blamed her for literally everything that went wrong with his life while at the same time personally striving to crush her dreams of writing and dancing, absolutely refused to grant her a divorce despite her YEARS of petitioning for one, and many other easily google-able horrors)

also consider that it’s just kind of a shitty book like jfc Gatsby is based on HIM Gatsby is a self-insert he is Gatsby and Daisy is his wife/another woman who pissed him off and there is literally a scene in this book where the narrator YELLS TEARFULLY THAT THE AUTHOR’S SELF-INSERT IS THE BEST AND ONLY DECENT PERSON IN THE BOOK

I mean can we just stop calling this the great American novel please this man is a fucking embarrassment

And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
—  F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby