Quirk Books, Sachbücher, Revisionaries (Englisch, Kristopher Jansma, 2024)

Geniuses Write Bad Drafts: F. Scott Fitzgerald Let me begin by saying that I still believe F. Scott Fitzgerald was a genius. It&rsquo s just that now instead of being awed by his &ldquo ear&rdquo or his &ldquo eye,&rdquo I&rsquo m amazed by the work he put into developing these abilities. I&rsquo m captivated by the author&rsquo s relentless planning and outlining, his systematic revising, and his thorough researching. He laboriously constructed systems that would help him produce a brilliant novel, systems that are both fascinating and useful to any writer. His genius was bigger than him alone and did not come from some divine or genetic source. To get a clearer sense of F. Scott Fitzgerald&rsquo s last novel, I wanted to see more than what Bruccoli included in the 1993 reprinting we&rsquo d read in school. So I took a trip to Princeton University, where the original manuscript pages of The Last Tycoon are kept at the Firestone Library, along with the full collection of the associated notes and letters and outlines. These are free for anyone to access after making a request to the special collections librarians&mdash which is remarkable, considering that these literary artifacts are global treasures and irreplaceable. Any of these documents might easily be held in a vault in some billionaire&rsquo s mansion, hidden from view like an auctioned Vermeer or Van Gogh. If you peruse the books and manuscripts department at Sotheby&rsquo s you&rsquo ll find similar items priced there at tens of thousands of dollars. And at the archive you aren&rsquo t admiring these works through a glass plate&mdash no, you can touch (albeit gently) the actual pieces of paper that F. Scott Fitzgerald held in his hands, perhaps on the very day of his death. They are there to be studied, to allow us to get closer than ever to the genius himself. Box 27 contains the actual manuscript of The Last Tycoon. Inside it are five folders. The first contains a corrected typescript, covered in margin notes and copy edits. Folders 2, 3, and 4 contain hundreds of papers, everything from first draft pages written in longhand to typed-up versions of these pages that are heavily edited. In more than one case there is a note from Fitzgerald to keep only the parts underlined in red crayon, which leaves single lines, often only certain phrases, and very rarely an entire paragraph. &ldquo Unpleasant as hell except the end,&rdquo he writes to himself. &ldquo Break up. Copy the red.&rdquo On one page he simply notes in the margin, &ldquo all awful.&rdquo But was it so awful? Or was it just not yet great? To understand the whole story, we must rewind to the catastrophes preceding the final year of F. Scott Fitzgerald&rsquo s life, and the way this novel almost saved him.