A quieter meeting of this month’s book club (it seems that some of you actually take time off work and go on holiday! The horror!) and, in the end, we didn’t really talk about the book that much. I think that was probably because it was so light and inoffensive, there wasn’t much to say. A couple of choice words said about the French boyfriend, but that was about it.
Anyway, in between the delicious wine and pizza of Bellini, as we soaked up the sun on their terrace, we decided that a classic was the way forward.
Our appetite whetted by the Paris in July’s book, we decided to visit this great city again, this time through the eyes of a classic American author.
Begun in the autumn of 1957 and published posthumously in 1964, Ernest Hemingway’s “A Moveable Feast” captures what it meant to be young and poor and writing in Paris during the 1920s. A correspondent for the “Toronto Star, ” Hemingway arrived in Paris in 1921, three years after the trauma of the Great War and at the beginning of the transformation of Europe’s cultural landscape: Braque and Picasso were experimenting with cubist form; James Joyce, long living in self-imposed exile from his native Dublin, had just completed “Ulysses; ” Gertrude Stein held court at 27 Rue de Fleurus, and deemed young Ernest a member of “une gneration perdue; ” and T.S. Eliot was a bank clerk in London. It was during these years that the as-of-yet unpublished young writer gathered the material for his first novel “The Sun Also Rises, ” and the subsequent masterpieces that followed.
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