Ah to have lived in Paris during the 1920′s! Hemingway’s Paris — outdoor cafes, bookstores, bistros, writers, drinking! Lately my life has been full of so many twists and turns. I am wearing many different hats, Blogger, Real Estate investor, Mum, Wife, Friend… when would I ever find the time to read a book? In April the Hubby , Son and I off to Europe for Easter break. A ten day adventure, gallivanting through three cities – London, Paris and Antwerp. I was inspired to read A Moveable Feast, written by Ernest Hemingway, one of the most famous twentieth-century American writers. His classic memoir of Paris in the 1920′s.
The short stories in Hemingway’s Paris memoir are amazing. He moved to Paris in 1921 after the First World War and became a member of the circle of expatriate writers and artists working and residing there. His “Paris Wife” Hadley is remembered fondly here as is his son. Through Hemingway’s eyes we meet Gertrude Stein, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Zelda Fitzgerald, Ezra Pound, Ford Madox Ford, and more, seeing through the veneers of their literary reputations and coming to know them as real people. His talks of authors and books with Gertrude Stein is a form of art in itself, the kind of sparkling, intelligent conversation so sorely lacking in modern society- Amazon
When Hemingway wrote this book, he was an up and coming writer, still hungry and honing his craft. I am truly enjoying Hemingway’s thoughts on writing, “All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.”
It has become a magical escape , reading A Moveable Feast. I read mostly when I am sitting at some quaint little cafe, sipping on coffee or a martini , alone and with my own thoughts. With just a few chapters into the book , it feels like it is the closest thing we have to traveling back in time to one of those wind-swept Paris mornings, sitting at an adjoining table at one of his beloved cafes, and watching Hemingway work. I am looking forward to finishing this beautiful book and visiting Hemingway’s Paris in April.
“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.” – Ernest Hemingway