My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Zelda Fitzgerald is someone for whom I never spared a thought. Everyone knows she was selfish, jealous, shallow and more than a little crazy, right? Wrong! Therese Anne Fowler portrays Zelda as a smart, supportive wife with plenty of aspirations of her own. She was artistic and interested in women’s rights (or lack thereof) and overcame some challenging personal struggles and health issues. She even wrote many of her own essays and books, some of which bore her husband’s name! I felt page rage (similar to road rage) on Zelda’s behalf when I read about the credit she deserved but never received.
I recently read The Paris Wife, which explores Hemingway’s first marriage from his first wife’s perspective; this is a nice follow-up book, as the timeline overlaps The Paris Wife, and then goes beyond it.
Zelda Fitzgerald was born before her time; if she were alive today, she’d be influencing our daughters.