In which Hemingway struts his huge ego
I can't stand Hemingway and it's not because I have to an essay due on his book, A Moveable Feast, which I'm up at 5 in the morning writing for . If F. Scott Fitzgerald suffered from his lunatic wife and alcoholism, then Hemingway suffers from fame-made-me-one-mother-fucking-pompous-asshole syndrome . I can't STAND the way Hemingway writes about Fitzgerald . Ugh .