![]() ![]() “I always knew he couldn’t think - he never could - but he had a marvelous talent and the thing is to use it - not whine in public,” Ernest Hemingway wrote to Maxwell Perkins, his editor at Scribner. ![]() “When you’re dead, you’re dead, my pet, so why not enjoy it while you’re here,” she wrote. The New Yorker dismissed his “picturesque despondency” Fitzgerald’s first girlfriend urged the novelist to get a grip. But “there is another sort of blow that comes from within - that you don’t feel until it’s too late to do anything about it, until you realize with finality that in some regard you will never be as good a man again.”Īs Scott Donaldson reports in “Fitzgerald & Hemingway: Work and Days,” the reaction to Fitzgerald’s confession was largely dismay. Life, he explained, is composed of events we can’t control. Scott Fitzgerald wrote “The Crack-Up,” an account of his own unraveling, for Esquire. In 1936, the year his wife, Zelda, was committed, F. ![]()
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