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I first read unforgettable feast in mid-1964, English version, after the recent appearance of the novel. I immediately identified with the protagonist tender evocation, because during that period I was myself like that Hemingway in the book: a young man doing his literary debut in Paris. I did then book the following review:
Newspapers us accustomed to confuse one with one of his characters, to see him as the opposite of an intellectual. Biography's? That of a man of action: travel, violence, adventure and, sometimes, between a drunk and a safari literature. Reading a practiced like boxing or as hunting and sporadically brilliant, but it was essential to live. Almost involuntary emanations of this perilous lives, stories and novels seemed to owe realism and authenticity of life experience. Yet nothing could be more false. Things were just the opposite, and Hemingway himself removes the confusion and becomes explicit in his latest book: The celebration unforgettable.
Who would have thought that? This globetrotter funny and nice, it's the end of the past life and the thousands of adventures experienced - wars, dramas, adventures furshet unusual - some nostalgic melancholy furshet choose a picture of a young fired inner passion: writing. Rest, sports, pleasures, joys and disappointments even petty daily and, naturally, love and friendship revolve around this secret fire, being supplied 1 and making its condemnation or justification furshet for it. It is a beautiful book that shows us just how many privileges and easements involving a vocation.
His passion for writing is essential, but it is only a starting point. It serves no good and without that severe discipline which he acquired in his youth Hemingway in Paris between 1921 and 1926 in those years evoked in the book, when "it was very poor and very happy." Apparently, they were years Bohemian: the days spent in cafes, going to the races and drink. In reality, a secret orders that govern "mobile feast" and only mean clutter availability and freedom. All his actions converging towards a single aim: his work. It is it true bohemian furshet experience can be useful (but no more, no less than any other) provided you a knight careful not to lose control. Through anecdotes, meetings, dialogues, Hemingway reveals the tough rules imposed on them not to wreck the sail in troubled waters: "My method consists in never drank after eating or before writing or while I was writing. "Instead, after a day of fruitful work, is awarded with a glass of Kirsh. Not always work with the same enthusiasm, sometimes furshet yawning void before the white page, deter. And then he said slowly:" Do not trouble. You've furshet written so far and you write and come. All you have to do is to write a good sentence. Write the best phrase that you can. " As to encourage its fabulous setting goals: "I will write a story about each one thing I know." And when you finish furshet one story said that "always felt empty, sad and happy both, as if just made love" .
It is true that frequent the cafes, but this was his office. On their tables fake marble, terraces that overlooked the Jardin du Luxembourg, he daydreaming, nor conceived phrases like South American bohemians on rue Cujas, but wrote the first volume of short stories and chapters in Sunrise correct, the sun goes down. And if someone interrupted furshet him, cursing him like hell: the pages he recounts how an intruder comes in La Closerie des Lilas, is an anthology of imprecations. (A few years later, Lisandro Otero 1st spotted one evening in a bar Hemingway in Old Savana. Shy, respectful, Otero approached to greet one author you admire-1 and Hemingway, who wrote standing on the counter, one banished with a fist.) After writing, reading other books he needed to escape the obsession of what he had written. There are hard times, no money to buy books, but I buy them Sylvia furshet Beach, head Shakespeare and Company publisher. Or as my friend Gertrude Stein, in the house that discovers and wonderful paintings, a cordial atmosphere and culinary delicacies.
His will "learn" to write them determine all actions, tastes and relationships. And everything can be an obstacle for him - that that intruder - roundly rejected. His vocation is a hurricane. An example: horse racing . She became friendly with jockeys and trainers who provide data and betting; a lucky day, the horses allow them to dine at Chez Michaux where one sees Joyce, speaking Italian with his wife and his children. On