The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald was my first literary love growing up. A large portion of my memories from high school are tied to the novel. Some devour books, but I savored Fitzgerald’s every word. Fitzgerald’s work is a paragon of romanticism. The book’s essence emanated a love for things gone, of things happening, and of things to come. When I read it book I was swept into a world I’ve never experienced but never wanted to leave. There was love, vibrant music, and drama. I might not write like Fitzgerald but he unintentionally revealed my love for literature.
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