This novel caused me much grief while reading it, not because of the book’s boring stature, but the confusing story line. I thought of this book as a major discomfort to read and it had no main motive. I greatly enjoyed the introduction of the characters. Fitzgerald does a very good job of summarizing the qualities in a way that the reader can fully relate and envision the character in front of them. For example, when Jay Gatsby’s description described how he looked and acted, but the rhetor also went on to describe his house, activities and amenities. My disliking for this novel exceeds any other book that I have previously read. One major blemish that stands out is the crafting of the story. I feel like that Fitzgerald could have given the story a better climax, rather than to end it abruptly with the death of Gatsby.
Out of all the interesting matters in this book, the relationship between Daisy and Gatsby interested me the most. It was nice to know that they had a relationship more than what was conceived in the book. I really relished the fact that they had tried to meet and it would have been a pleasure if Gatsby had actually been with her in the end, but most things in this book were so unexpected, that the wish of that happening will forever be forgotten.
This book took me through a winding journey, in the form of Jay Gatsby, that let me experience all the emotions in one chapter. This is not always a good thing because I felt that Fitzgerald tried to implement too much into a smaller space. This novel will not be among my favorites, but in conclusion, it shall also not stay in the pile of the worst English book college board assigns.