Hemingway and Gertrude Stein: A Friendship That Shaped Literature

Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about this Hemingway fella and that Gertrude Stein woman. Folks talk about ’em like they was some kinda big shots, and I guess maybe they were, but to me, it just sounds like a whole lotta fuss about nothin’.

Hemingway and Gertrude, huh? Sounds like a soap opera, if ya ask me. They was friends, then they wasn’t, then they was again. Kinda like cats and dogs, always fightin’ and makin’ up. This here book I heard about, says they knew each other for, what was it, twenty-four years? That’s a long time to be arguin’ with someone, I tell ya.

Hemingway and Gertrude Stein: A Friendship That Shaped Literature

Gertrude, she was older, see? And she kinda took Hemingway under her wing, like a mama hen with a little chick. She was teachin’ him things, showin’ him the ropes about writin’ and all that fancy stuff. But then, like young folks do, Hemingway started gettin’ his own ideas. He wanted to do things his way, not Gertrude’s way. And that’s where the trouble started, I reckon.

  • Friends, then not so much. That’s how it goes, don’t it? You meet someone, you like ’em, then you get tired of ’em. Or maybe they get tired of you.
  • Writin’ and arguin’. Seems like that’s all them fancy folks did. Writin’ words nobody can understand and arguin’ about who’s the smartest.
  • Twenty-four years! Lord have mercy, that’s a long time to be puttin’ up with someone. I couldn’t do it, I tell ya. My old man, rest his soul, he’d drive me crazy in a week.

This book, it says somethin’ about “modernist prose” and “avant-garde” this and that. Sounds like a bunch of hogwash to me. I like a good story, somethin’ with a beginnin’, a middle, and an end. None of this fancy talk and hidden meanin’s. Just plain English, that’s what I say.

But I guess Gertrude, she was a big deal in the writin’ world. And Hemingway, he was too, later on. They was both tryin’ to make somethin’ of themselves, tryin’ to leave their mark. And maybe that’s why they fought so much. Two strong-headed folks, always tryin’ to be the boss. It’s like two roosters in one hen house, there’s only space enough for one of them to crow.

And what about this “friendship” they had? Sounds more like a headache to me. Always up and down, like a see-saw. One minute they’re best pals, the next they’re at each other’s throats. I tell ya, it’s a lot of drama for nothin’. Makes you wonder why they even bothered with each other for so long. Probably just wanted somethin’ from each other, that’s how it usually goes, ain’t it? Folks ain’t usually stickin’ around for nothin’. They always got some reason or another. Could be they wanted to be famous, and being friends with the other helped them get there faster. Who knows, maybe it was just lonely and wanted someone to argue with.

I heard they wrote books, too. Gertrude wrote somethin’ called “Three Lives” and Hemingway wrote “In Our Time” and somethin’ else about a place called Winesburg, Ohio. I ain’t read none of ’em, and I ain’t plannin’ on it neither. I got enough on my plate without tryin’ to figure out what them fancy folks was talkin’ about. But I heard they were important, changed the way people write and such. Guess if they say so, it must be true, but it sure don’t sound like nothing I’d be interested in. I like a good romance novel myself, somethin’ with a happy ending and no big words I gotta look up in the dictionary.

Hemingway and Gertrude Stein: A Friendship That Shaped Literature

So, there ya have it. Hemingway and Gertrude. A couple of writers who couldn’t seem to make up their minds whether they liked each other or not. Sounds like a whole lotta wasted time to me. But I guess that’s what them artsy folks do, always makin’ a fuss about somethin’. Me, I’d rather just sit on the porch with a glass of sweet tea and watch the world go by. That’s what I call a good time. No arguin’, no drama, just peace and quiet. That’s the life.

In the end, who really cares? They was just people, same as you and me. Just happened to write some books that folks seem to like. But they still had their problems, just like the rest of us. So don’t go gettin’ all starry-eyed over these names. Just regular folks with big ideas, that’s all they ever were.

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