Originally posted by: blackeyes
I hated The Great Gatsby, so fucking boring..
The story was not as good as the writing, but I dug it none the less. There is a paragraph that kind of gave me a literary boner. Describing seeing the ride home on a summer night as well as seeing Gatsby for hte first time:
"Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas pumps sat out in pools of light...." "The wind had blown off, leaving a loud bright night with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full beloows of the earth blew the frogs full of life. The silhouette of a moving cat wavered acrsoss the moonlight..."
Regarding Gatsby: "Something in his leisurely movements and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens."
If I was reading this in a book, I would have certainly highlighted that. Instead, its on an ereader, so fail.