A New Realm of The Great Gatsby

The Great Gatsby, a love story made extraordinary by the sad yet perfectly characterised Jay Gatsby... Last night F. Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby overwhelmed me once again, this time in a totally new realm. I have seen the 1974 Great Gatsby film, directed by Jack Clayton starring Robert Redford, watched those electric party scenes over and over again with complete awe - wishing myself there, reliving the novel I became enchanted by the first time I picked it up. And I've read the novel countless times, falling more and more in love with Fitzgerald and the world he penned so perfectly. Nevertheless,  that doesn't take away from how special I found watching The Great Gatsby on the big screen last night. No matter how many times I have read The Great Gatsby or, in fact, any of Fitzgerald's novels, long or short, without fail I am guaranteed to be ignited by his acute characterisations, his ability to materialise the human condition...
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Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald

My readers will know that I have an undying love for F Scott Fitzgerald, his literature and the era he penned to perfection. The flappers,  the Charleston, Art Deco design and 'the whole shebang'! It came to my attention recently that I have none of the Fitzgerald quotes that have been charming me for so long on Charms of a Dandizette...so I though I should share some. It was my attempt to reread my Fitzgerald collection before the release of The Great Gatsby film starring Leonardo Di Caprio and Carey Mulligan. However, since finishing Tender is the Night I have been drawn to another book, the same book that possibly every other woman at present has been drawn to - E. L James' Fifty Shades of Grey - there's plenty to say about that but I shan't digress. So, I began my Fitzgerald journey with Tender is the Night. Tender is the Night is yet another of Fitzgerald's devastating and gentle tales...
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F.Scott Fitzgerald – A Love Story

I watch the infamous party scene from The Great Gatsby with the exact same intensity I watch a Lanvin show. With that bottled up combustible excitement. Each and every time I am completely bowled over. The amount of fabulousness all in one place is overwhelming and deliciously tempting. Oh how I would still do anything to be at that party, amongst all that glitz and glamour. To wear those dresses and pile them up with the fanciest of accessories, drink those cocktails, smoke from those cigarette holders (even if I think smoking is ghastly) and dance the Charleston in the Roaring Twenties. I learned and fell in love with the roaring twenties; the flappers, the slickers, the slang, the excess and the scepticism that came along with it through reading the literature of the man who wrote it to perfection. I can’t imagine this glittering era without my mind instantly painting a picture that has been conjured up by language as...
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Be Charmed, Stay Inspired

When I am unispired I am as good as dead - I lose my whole sense of being. I am most excited about life, about its prospects and potential when my mind is open and switched on. I'm receptive, sponge like and turned on by everything.  However, I am  not always in this state of mind, so tuned in and turned on. There is that recurring dark cloud that forms from time to time that obstructs me from locating the point of it all. Inspiration? Art? Creativity? This blog? In this position I am cynical, destructive and above all, unhappy. At the moment my mind is skipping ahead of me, collecting inspirations and ideas too fast for me to keep up or execute in anyway. I am losing sleep and my fingers are tingling with a desire to do something amazing. A quote from Paolo Sorrentino's Consequences of Love springs to mind; 'I want to die and extraordinary death'. So, for the days that are uninspiring, when the black cloud casts itself and passion momentarily relocates itself, the...
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London, Fashion, Weak: A Fashion Anecdote

Without making any impact or holding any significance to the thing, ashamedly, she had noted, she took a revolting pride at her being here. She was aware she didn’t belong, she had no admission, she barely recognised herself in the thing and the thing only painstakingly and reluctantly recognised her. But for the greater good of her life, her success and everything she wanted to embody she challenged the thing every day and the thing challenged her back just as hard. She loved it and uncontrollably embraced it, but as she became better acquainted she began to distinguish the chinks and had forlornly accepted that this was a merciless and non reciprocal love, unhealthy and highlighting the malevolent vanity that resided within her. A vanity so powerful and powerless it fuelled the very ambition that was aflame insider her. She knew that a battle against the thing was one she did not possess the vigour and sanctuary to win, so instead...
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Anna Karenina by Leo Toltsoy

Inspired by a visit to Waterstones and Leo Toltsoy's opening line of Anna Karenina Yesterday I spent two hours in Waterstones selecting my next read. I have just finished Gabrielle Garcia Marquez's Memories of my Melancholy Whores, so there were some stipulations on my next read; it wasn't to be set in Latin America or the Caribbean, nor could it utilise magical realism, had to be written by a woman - as I cannot tell you the last book I read written by a female - and must be just released or, at the least, contemporary. With all that in mind, I found myself choosing between William Makepeace Thackeray's Vanity Fair and Leo Toltsoy's Anna Karenina.  Vanity Fair seemed most appropriate as it explores many of the themes the very novel I am still attempting to write explores. However, I read the opening  line of Anna Karenina and was moved instantly. 'All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its...
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The Catcher in the Rye by J D Salinger

"If a body Catch a body coming through the rye.............."Holden Caulfield There are no words to describe the simplistic genius of this book...J.D Salinger's Holden Caulfield declares his struggle to utilise the most effective language to articulate himself, yet his his voice and the language he employs to convey his outlook on the world ironically creates a perfectly articulated character, whose observations and opinions I so frequently delighted with agreement. The acute observation required to write such a character as Holden, who at large is a pretty typical adolescent boy punctuated with moments of greatness, is admirable. Salinger's Holden is so powerful that you lose Salinger entirely and follow the words of a character that genuinely seems to have his own soul. This novel exemplifies the brilliance of a simple character driven tale. Quotes If I could I'd quote the entire book... Holden: I'm the most terrific liar you ever saw in your life. It's awful. If I'm on my way to the store to buy a magazine,...
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