I want to figure out what made her suffer . I found a tantalizing text in the Vassar library. Fascinated, I kept this book in my dormroom for most of the semester. The only people quite as insufferable as writers are painters. I suppose it is impossible to form the habit of inventing people, building them up, tearing them down, and moving them around like paper dolls, without doing the same thing with live ones.
Good writers are essentially muckrakers, exposing the scandalous condition of the human soul.
It is their job to strip veneers from situations and personalities. The rest of us accept our fellow beings at face value, and swallow what we can't accept. In 1997 when I realized that Zelda didn't have her own site on the World Wide Web, I began to build one. And over a bit of time this site has evolved and continues to develop. You might also want to check out the photos of the Fitzgeralds .