Great Gatsby” is thirty-five years old this spring. It is probably safe now to say that it is a classic of twentieth-century American fiction. There are three editions of it in print, and its text has become a subject of concern to professional bibliographers. It has not always been so, nor has “Gatsby” always my most treasured possession essays at the rate of 50,000 copies a year, as it did last year.
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In 1937, when Fitzgerald wanted to give Miss Sheilah Graham copies of his books, they went from bookstore to bookstore only to be told again and again that there were no copies of any of them in stock. There is a special irony in the belated fame of “Gatsby” because Fitzgerald was a man like Gatsby himself, at least in this, that he had a heroic dream of the possibilities of life and a need, amounting almost to a sense of duty, to realize that dream. If the world was for him, as it was for Gatsby, “material without being real” unless he could live with that dream, the dream was a mere self-indulgence unless he could realize it in the actual world. As one of his friends said when his work became popular again in the early Fifties, “How Scott would have loved to know that people admired and cared for his books!
He could have, and not out of vanity, but because his sense of achievement, his very sense of identity, depended on recognition. Like so many of the feelings that went deepest with him, this one came out most clearly in the wry jokes and drunken extravagances of his defeated years. About the time he was discovering that the bookstores no longer carried his books, he wrote himself a postal card. Have been meaning to come in and see you.
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And whenever he was drunk, he would insist on telling people who he was and pressing them to recognize him – “I’m F. You’ve read “The Great Gatsby,” haven’t you? With all the terrible irony of the original speaker, he could have said, “Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed, When not to be receives reproach of being. And indeed, he did say it, in “Pasting It Together. I thought there would be any copy in it for me.
But when , a little later, he summoned up once again his whole sense of life for his last hero – Monroe Stahr, the producer in “The Last Tycoon” – he imagined a man who, though dying, fought to control a whole industry in order that he might create something that was both good and popular. Stahr is deceived about nothing. When a British novelist he has hired to write scripts says, “It’s this mass production,” Stahr answers, “That’s the condition. There’s always some lousy condition.
Like Stahr, Fitzgerald always tried to make his work as good as he knew how to, and, like him, he could not believe in the reality of an unrecognized good. Since this was his sense of things, there was a special irony for Fitzgerald in the reception of “The Great Gatsby. It was an immediate success with professional writers and that curious underground of serious readers in America who have, almost alone, kept many good books alive when the reviewers and the popular audience have ignored them, as they did “Gatsby. At its publication they thought it skillful light fiction. For the next twenty-five years, on the rare occasions when it was discussed, it was considered a nostalgic period piece with “the sadness and the remote jauntiness of a Gershwin tune,” as Peter Quennell said in 1941. As if we had them not,” this reception was unfortunate.
Indeed, because he had staked on “Gatsby” his hope of the only life he really cared for, the life of a serious writer, it was disastrous. He made later efforts to achieve that life, but in a very real sense he lost his faith in its possibility for good with “Gatsby’s” failure to achieve recognition. He had begun to plan the novel in June, 1923, saying to Maxwell Perkins, “I want to write something new – something extraordinary and beautiful and simple and intricately patterned. But that summer and fall was devoted to the production of his play, “The Vegetable. When it failed miserably he discovered he had many debts and had to spend the winter of 192 working night and day on magazine stories to pay them.