Save Me the Waltz Hardcover – 1 Jan 1969
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"Save Me the Waltz is worth reading partly because anything that illuminates the career of F. Scott Fitzgerald is worth reading-and because it is the only published novel of a brave and talented woman who is remembered for her defeats" (Matthew Bruccoli Some Sort of Epic Grandeur: The Life of F. Scott Fitzgerald)
"Some of her sentences are so bittersweetly delicious I could eat them" (Jessica Whiteley Stylist)
"A strangely evocative novel, episodic in structure, painterly in its description, almost hallucinatory in overall effect" (New York Times) --This text refers to the Paperback edition.
Zelda Fitzgerald was the 'first American Flapper' and this is her thinly veiled autobiography. --This text refers to the Paperback edition.See all Product Description
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I read this after finishing all of Scott's novels and the love letters between the couple. And I feel it was the right order to do it, because it gives a very interesting view from the other side (Zelda's) of what was happening between them. While reading it I had in mind that she was hospitalized in a mental institution while writing it, so, in a way you can feel her emotions in the book, even if those had been altered by modification before the publishing.
My real regret is that she didn't write more, and that she was not sane when she did...
In her novel, "Save Me the Waltz", she writes with a hasty, confused style. She lingers over descriptions of flowers, then scurries past the key facts with barely a glance. She stuffs sentences with two, three, or even four metaphors at a go. It's a kind of literary bulimia. She loves to take a phrase and then reverse it to see what comes out. She invents words that we can sort of decipher from their roots or their context. She animates the inanimate so that cities, clouds, roads and trains all act consciously in her universe. For example, she tells us that "the sun... bruised itself on the clotted cotton fields". And yet there is something incredibly new and vital about her style. Its a frantic journey to pretty much nowhere in the end, but there is something wonderful about clinging on to her imagination for the ride. What this book seems to lack is any editing - but we can read her character through its lines, and it is quite likely that editing her would be tough.
Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to Maxwell Perkins, March 1932
Written in six weeks while its author was a resident of John Hopkins University Hospital in Baltimore, Save Me the Waltz is one of those books that has all the right components, but stalls almost immediately.
Despite the brief time it took to write and Scott's connections to Scribners, the novel led a less than charmed life. Scott wanted alterations. Some were points of copyright (Zelda used the name of 'Amory Blaine' for a character - Scott's hero in This Side of Paradise). Others were points of craft (the middle section sagged, and needed extensive revision). Others seem deeply hypocritical, considering how thoroughly Scott had looted their marriage for material in the past. Once published, the novel tanked: a mere 1,380 copies, earning Zelda $120.73, after deducting the costs for extensive proof corrections.
Rightly, too. Switch off hindsight, and it's hard to imagine writing like this avoiding the slush pile:
'They ordered Veronese pastry on lawns like lace curtains at Versailles and chicken and hazelnuts at Fountainbleu where the woods wore powdered wigs. Discs of umbrella poured over suburban terraces with the smooth round ebullience of a Chopin waltz. They sat in the distance under the lugubrious dripping elms, elms like maps of Europe, elms frayed at the end like bits of chartreuse wool, elms heavy and bunchy as sour grapes.Read more ›
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I'm very excited to read this as I know how interesting Zelda Fitzgerald's life was!Published on 13 Aug. 2014 by Hayley Clooney
It was a present for my American friend who did it as a play in our theatre in Fuengirola Costa del Sol Spain and she was delighted with it.Published on 2 Feb. 2014 by Norma Wilson
In the first section of Zelda Fitzgerald's Save Me The Waltz the inner life of Alabama, a female teenager is described in evocative, poetic language. Read morePublished on 22 Aug. 2013 by Lucia Maria