OK, I have read and enjoyed most of Mr. Fitzgerald’s books. But I recently started “The Beautiful and Damned.” It was OK, though I strongly suspect Zelda had just bought Scott a new Thesaurus when he started it.
Then he sneaks up behind me and hits me over the head with the line, “Her eyes were gleaming ripples in the white lake of her face.” Say WHAT? I’m sorry, if I ever wrote a line like that, my editor would line me up against the wall and shoot me.
Now I just cannot bring myself to finish the book. What if there are equally bad lines—or even WORSE ones!—lying in wait for me? So I took Fyodor Sologub’s “The Little Demon” (1907) out of the library. Anyone read this? Any good? No lake-faces in it, I hope?