Ernest Hemingway is my favorite author. I think The Sun Also Rises is incredible, and “The Snows of Kilimanjaro” and “The Capital of the World” are two of the best short stories ever written. The last line of “The Capital of the World” is probably one of the best ending lines in literature, for how it both puts the story in perspective and punches you in the gut.
He was also a man of action, something I both admire and envy. It seems so easy to just sit back and passively wait for life to happen to you. It’s something (I hate to admit) that I am frequently guilty of doing. Hemingway, though, actively sought out life. He sought out experiences. He was also a flawed person who made mistakes, and just seems so human in a relatable way.
His writing style changed literature for the better. I could go on and on, but I’ll stop here for brevity’s sake.
Here’s a list of some of my favorite books about Hemingway for anyone curious to learn more about him.
Everybody Behaves Badly by Lesley M.M. Blume. A thorough look into the story behind The Sun Also Rises. It was based on a bullfighting trip Hemingway and his first wife Hadley took with a group that would later become the models for Brett Ashely, Robert Cohn, Bill Gorton, and several other characters in the novel.
Papa Hemingway by A. E. Hotchner. This is more of a memoir than a biography and follows Hotchner’s friendship with Hemingway from 1948 until its end with Hemingway’s tragic death. There are great stories and insights into Hemingway’s private life in this book, and it will help you understand the man behind some of the greatest works in literature.
Hemingway in Love by A. E. Hotchner. This short book examines Hemingway’s love for his first wife Hadley, and how she may have been the love of his life. Hem describes Hadley so tenderly in A Moveable Feast and seems to truly regret this lost love.
A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway. I had to include this memoir of Hemingway’s time in Paris. I have to admit that renting a studio in Montmartre and spending my days writing in cafes and walking along the Seine (plus eating way too many croissants) has been a dream of mine ever since reading this book in high school.