Tuesday, February 22, 2005

a moveable feast.....

ok, so having considered this book for over 20 years...i have come up with new insights in the past week.....reading on-line book reviews from 1964....the new york times has its old reviews available on the web.....so i could actually read criticism from the book's release....as well as a companion piece by the widow hemingway, who edited and published said manuscript........gentle readers.........hemingway's first wife hadley comes off as close to sainthood despite the editing by the 4th wife......and this is a bit of trivia/reality that i was completely blind to all of these years.........hadley is just about the only person, save sylvia beach and ezra pound......to whom hemingway did not seem to have an agenda in his 'memories' of the 20's in paris.....everybody else he knew....gertrude stein, fitzgerald and his wife....joyce.....the lot of them..hemingway goes to great lengths to make sure that we know that these were people to hwom he had some issue not yet resolved.......but his first wife...wow.....she comes off as a breath of fresh air in an otherwise stale and corrupt tableau.......not that any of us prefer to be remembered as anybody's first wife in glowing terms or not.......but it does strike me as quite profound that hemingway chose the path of fashionable clothes, expensive hotel rooms, and the smart crowd....everything his first wife was not interested in.......and seemed to regret this path as an older man close to death at his own hand.........ironic that we are discussing a great writer who opted for the gunshot in the same week that hunter s thompson chose the same end.......not that i consider thompson a great writer......but he may end up in hemingway's lauded company and someone who write without regard to public sentiment,......who pulled no punches...even in death........wish me luck....i tend to get so worked up ovee the details of dinner that i drink too much and my family gets upset.......my feast is not necessarily moveable....and this is not paris................

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