Once Gatsby was published in 1925, Scott and Zelda took an apartment in Paris. At the time, the city was home to a confluence of technology and creative energy that would come to define “modernism” in the early twentieth century. It also lived up to its bohemian reputation as a place of post-Victorian exuberance—the champagne flowed freely and the nightlife was endless. The artistic crowd converged on Paris’ left bank neighborhood of Montparnasse—popular for its low rents, creative fervor, and abundant cafes.
It was in this thriving scene that the Fitzgeralds joined “The Lost Generation,” a title bestowed on a group of expatriate writers by Gertrude Stein, an American-born writer, avid art collector, and intellectual. Like so many in this cohort, members of The Lost Generation had survived World War I but had lost their brothers, their youth, and their idealism. In the aftermath of war a new realism was emerging, and they sought fresh voices and forms of expression. Stein nurtured this group and held regular Saturday evening salons in her apartment at 27 rue de Fleurus, hosting artists such as Pablo Picasso and Henri Matisse, and poets and writers, including Ezra Pound, John Dos Passos, James Joyce, Archibald MacLeish, Sherwood Anderson, and Ernest Hemingway. Scott became close friends with Hemingway and encouraged and promoted Ernest’s burgeoning literary career, often with more dedication than to his own.
In December 1926, after another year of travel between Paris and the Riviera, the Fitzgeralds returned to America. Scott’s place among The Lost Generation was secured, with Stein declaring him the “most talented writer of his generation, the one with the brightest flame.”