Hemingway’s
story seemed to focus a lot on Gertrude Stein as a character, but the piece was
also a commentary on his own writing style. It appeared that Stein had an
influence on him, although he probably did not want to admit it sometimes. The
two shared a common passion in writing, but their styles and opinions on
writing differed greatly.
Hemingway’s
approach made sense to me: continue an idea until it was done, but still leave another
idea for the next day. That way you would know where you left off precisely,
and would be able to pick back up from the same point. In contrast, if you get
everything down all at once, it might be difficult to come back the next day
with new ideas to put down on paper. Hemingway thought it best to always leave
something to write for the next day so that there was always work to be done.
As
evidenced by Hemingway’s story involving Gertrude Stein, the two of them were
very passionate about the arts and writing. Although in Hemingway’s writing,
Stein seemed a bit selfish and old-fashioned; she did not care for other
writers who did not already praise her, save a few. And she was stuck in one
way of writing and had trouble accepting new styles that she did not
understand.
Despite how well Stein and
Hemingway seem to have gotten along, the content of Hemingway’s story made me
dislike Stein as a person. She even boasted about how one day she would be
published in the Atlantic Monthly,
followed by saying Hemingway was “not a good enough writer to be published
there or The Saturday Evening Post” which
seemed very disrespectful for someone he was so friendly with (p 14). Her
ignorance also shows when she states “The main thing is that the act male
homosexuals commit is ugly and repugnant and afterwards they are disgusted with
themselves…. In women it is the opposite. They do nothing that they are
disgusted by and nothing that is repulsive and afterwards they are happy and
they can lead happy lives together.” (p18). Here she generalizes all male
homosexuals as disgusting people who cannot live with themselves, and claims
female homosexuals are extremely happy people who do no wrong. Although it is
not explicitly stated in the story, I assume Stein is homosexual and that is
why she has this twisted and ignorant view. On a similar note, it was odd that
she didn’t like reading what dead men wrote. When Hemingway brought it up, she
thought it was a complete waste of time and effort despite the enjoyment that
he got from reading their stories.
Stein’s writings themselves were
lost on me. I’m hoping I’ll understand a little better when we discuss it in
class; having a fresh perspective usually helps me understand. A couple things
that I did notice is that they are all about seemingly random inanimate
objects. She also uses repetition in each piece. (i.e. “what is a spectacle, a spectacle is…” or “the one, one is…” or “and them to see to see to it…”).
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