The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
It is no surprise that the Great Gatsby is one of the best known stories of all time (or at least one of the most popular). So it should be no surprise to anyone when I say that I absolutely love The Great Gatsby, along with a wide array of others who have read the book as well! But what is it about this book that makes it so amazing? Because honestly, if we think about it, there is not much to like; one man despairingly obsessed with trying to win the long lost love of his life, yet coming to realize that all his work to get her is useless, a lover, who dreamed of having a real love story with the man she has always wanted, yet choosing instead to love the riches and position of another simply because she was unwilling to wait for him, a husband who, dissatisfied with his life, cheats on his wife and becomes a social tyrant, a mechanic who lives in the slums of society desperately longing for a better and happier life for him and his wife, and a mechanic's wife who is unfaithful and ungrateful to her husband for how they live, and so takes every opportunity to escape and become involved with a social tyrant who can shower her with all the riches she could ever want. These and so much more are all indications of the sad and dramatic plot line Fitzgerald draws out before us, and part of the reason why it is so loved.

It is not that there is really any cause for me to like it, but I believe that is the point Fitzgerald tries to make. Every girl longs to feel the desperate love and attention of a handsome, popular, and successful guy, and every guys hopes to win the heart of stunningly beautiful and affectionate lovely lady, but even throughout the course of this story these wishes seems to be nothing short of a dream. Actually this whole novel is all about dreams, and how they can often blinds us to the depths of reality until it almost smacks us straight in the face.

Though the story is told through an outside observer, I think the truth behind these dreams can be revealed in an astounding way, through the eyes of one of the main characters, Daisy herself.  

I could see the end of the street curved a ways as we crossed over into West Egg; a line of houses bordering the sides. "Is this really where Nick lives?" I thought to myself after a minute or two. "Each house is so modern... so unique, definitely not as stately as my own." For me that was the exciting thing about it. I was ready for a change, and something to excite myself, and secretly I hoped that my cousin's appearance was the answer. Tom was in town today, for whatever reason, and so I tried to push the pressing thoughts aside. "He never seemed to mind when I was gone anyway, so it should not bother him that I am here with Nick." Besides, I didn't like the stuffy conference rooms him and his co-workers crammed into for session. Oh sure, once or twice I had gone with him to work, never wanting to leave his side. But those days were short lived, and I wondered why I had ever gone in the first place. Even if he did have important business to attend to, I was sure he would go and have his car checked as he always did. I could never see why he needed it checked so much, he only just bought it a few months ago, yet he treated it like was some child...No!... Better than his own child! But I knew the real reason he had it checked, and had come to grips with a long time ago. Tom was a smart successful man, but he was never one to keep a secret. 

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