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thisnewdayAbout thirty pages left to read in Zelda, Nancy Milford's bio of Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald. It's December 1940 and Scott has just died. He'd been living in Hollywood and working as a screenwriter to provide for Zelda's care at a private hospital in Ashville, North Carolina and for their daughter's education at Vassar.
Zelda had finally been released to live with her mother in their hometown of Montgomery, Alabama and Scott, freed of that financial burden, was working on The Last Tycoon, his novel about Hollywood. Sadly, Scott is refused burial in the old Catholic cemetary among his relatives, "...the Scotts, the Keys, and the Fitzgeralds." (Zelda, p. 350) He was not, they said, a practicing Catholic and his books had been banned by the church.
So all that remains, from what I know of the story, is for Zelda to be re-admitted to the Highland Institute where she dies in a fire in 1948. And, yeah, it's a drag that it has to end that way. But that's the nature of non-fiction and, as a devotee of the genre, I'm bound to read it through to its sad conclusion...
LPK
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8.7.2011
Zelda had finally been released to live with her mother in their hometown of Montgomery, Alabama and Scott, freed of that financial burden, was working on The Last Tycoon, his novel about Hollywood. Sadly, Scott is refused burial in the old Catholic cemetary among his relatives, "...the Scotts, the Keys, and the Fitzgeralds." (Zelda, p. 350) He was not, they said, a practicing Catholic and his books had been banned by the church.
So all that remains, from what I know of the story, is for Zelda to be re-admitted to the Highland Institute where she dies in a fire in 1948. And, yeah, it's a drag that it has to end that way. But that's the nature of non-fiction and, as a devotee of the genre, I'm bound to read it through to its sad conclusion...
LPK
LiveJournal
8.7.2011
