#maxperkins

Maxwell Perkins

Maxwell Perkins

Real big mistake, Fitzy. #hemingway #maxperkins #fitzgerald #dallas2chicago2nashville (at The Hemingway Museum)

#maxperkins and #tomaswolfe 📋📰📓 ありきたりかもしんないけど📌 虽然可能是老生常谈了📌 Perhaps its been such well known📌 人生にムダな時間なんてないと思うよ📌 但我觉得人生是没有虚度时光的📌 But I thought we're not running out of time📌 ムダたと思えた時間ほど📌 越是觉得虚度时光📌 The more u thought u've wasted📌 むしろ振り返ると📌 不如说你回首时📌 U looked back📌 愛しいましだよ📌 越是让人觉得爱不释手📌 The more u'd loved📌

Every author wants an agent. Not the entitled, modern-day version of an agent who expects you to email them a brilliant novel with a guaranteed adoring public consisting of two or three-thousand followers on Facebook. No, what every author really wants, in their heart of hearts, is Max Perkins. Who was Max Perkins? Let me illuminate. Max Perkins was the editor who discovered F. Scott Fitzgerald, convinced his publishing house, Charles Scribner’s, to lend the boozing author many thousands of dollars, fastidiously edited his books, and then rescued him from his nervous breakdown. This was in spite of the fact Zelda Fitzgerald, at the wheel of Scott’s car, had driven Perkins headlong into the Long Island Sound. Max Perkins was the editor who agreed to publish Ernest Hemingway’s first novel, The Sun Also Rises, sight unseen, then had to fight with the ultra conservative Scribner because the manuscript arrived full of four-letter words. Max Perkins is the editor who sat calmly in his office while three burly men delivered several enormous wooden crates containing the bundled, hand-written pages of Thomas Wolfe’s novel Look Homeward, Angel, which Perkins then proceeded to painstakingly turn into a book. THAT is an editor. I regret to report all those editors died on June 17, 1947 in Stamford, Connecticut along with Max Perkins.