did i even read books in high school? what was i doing? i remember barely being interested enough to keep the characters straight, and vaguely confusing jordan and daisy. i don't even know what was going on. but what a great story! i feel like the writing was really... vivid. or something? i just felt like i was really in the valley of the ashes, you know? or on gatsby's lawn staring off at that green light. (pardon. while i used to be a very literate person and even know how to say things like "organic metaphor" in spanish, i know mostly write in medical style. which is to say, almost entirely lacking in subjects for sentences. so much for that liberal arts education.) but my point was that i got way more out of it the second time around. also, reading all about the gilded age dovetailed perfectly with my trip to newport this weekend for a wedding. so pretty. such gorgeous houses. such a gorgeous wedding! (congrats, amy!)
also, check out this video from the times. this looks like so much fun! i don't care if nobody is under 50, i want to join them.
next up, old man and the sea.
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