At times when I was reading this collection of neglected stories by F. Scott Fitzgerald the prose was so golden that I thought, Can anyone else really write at all? These pieces were mostly produced for the lucrative magazine market, and as editor Sarah Churchwell points out, the compromises required are sometimes evident: illogically happy endings, experiments with alien genres (The Dance, his only murder mystery), and themes and narratives large enough for novels twisted into submission (Fitzgerald’s complaint to his agent that The Swimmers is ‘too big for its space’ is correct, but what a brilliant story it is).
I admired the elegance with which he acknowledged and worked within these conventions. In Six of One, a pair of middle-aged men propose to track the fortunes of six boys from the complacent upper classes and six from ordinary backgrounds who show promise, the second group to be given the same educational and professional opportunities as the first. Fitzgerald covers ten years in twenty pages and deftly manages the fluctuations of fourteen (fourteen!) main characters with irony and freshness.
I would now like to read a further volume of the twelve stories Sarah Churchwell dearly wanted to put in this one but had to leave out…