"A writer like me," he said, "must have an utter confidence, an utter faith in his star. It's an almost mystical feeling, a feeling of nothingcan- happen-to-me, nothing-can-harm-me, nothing-can-touch-me.
"Thomas Wolfe has it. Ernest Hemingway has it. I once had it. But through a series of blows, many of them my own fault, something happened to that sense of immunity and I lost my grip." Everyone's linking to this 1936 interview with F. Scott Fitzgerald, "The Other Side of Paradise, Scott Fitzgerald, 40, Engulfed in Despair."
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
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