F. Scott Fitzgerald’s Imperfect Romance with The New Yorker

There’s a doomed, romantic quality to the relationship between F. Scott Fitzgerald and The New Yorker; they were perfect for each other but never quite got together. By the time The New Yorker’s first issue hit newsstands, in February, 1925, Fitzgerald—who had published “This Side of Paradise” in 1920, and “The Beautiful and the Damned” in 1922—was a little too famous to appear often in its upstart pages. (Collier’s and The Smart Set were more appealing.) For its part, the magazine seemed to suffer from a case of what Freud, not long before, had called der Narzissmus der kleinen Differenzen—the narcissism of minor differences. Like Fitzgerald, the magazine was determined to capture the fretful, sad-sack glamour of the nineteen-twenties; it also wrote about the rich young men who drove their naiadic girlfriends to speakeasies in long, low cars. The New Yorker wasn’t sure whether to treat Fitzgerald as a creation of the period or a chronicler of it. (He was, of course, both.)

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F. Scott Fitzgerald’s Imperfect Romance with The New Yorker