My affectation for The Great Gatsby is well-documented in these pages and in others, but it should be noted that my fondness for Fitzgerald's writing also spills over into his other works, most commonly into his short stories. My favorite of this category is Winter Dreams, a piece written during the early stages of Gatsby and which bears more than a passing resemblance to the novel. I love it however, and to my knowledge it has escaped most of the more widely available collections.

Music I have been listening to lately includes but is not limited to Aloha (Here Comes Everyone, Light Works), Matt Pond PA (the Nature of Maps), and the Polar Bear Club record from two entries down. I'm trying to hasten spring's full arrival through sheer will, though I'm not sure it's working.