American Carelessness

A Century Later, We're Still Haunted by Gatsby's Ghost

I spent the weekend before Halloween haunted by the ghost of Zelda Fitzgerald.

Literally.

I was–quite accidentally–booked into a two night stay at her old home in Montgomery, Alabama. This has been partially transformed into a small museum, with the remainder serving as an AirBnB.¹

The place was… spooky. It was very much a shrine to Zelda and F. Scott Fitzg…