Jazz Age Summer

One summer I decided to read everything I could get my hands on by F. Scott Fitzgerald. As his lyrical stories percolated through my thoughts, I found myself longing for a Gin Rickey and Jazz tunes. Images of frivolous young flappers and intense young men danced through my head in those hot summer months. Some people expressed their feeling that Fitzgerald was much too depressing to read in massive quantities. I enjoyed the feeling of being immersed in another time. I can’t claim to have read all of F. Scott’s stories; maybe some other long, lazy summer I will attempt it.

Have you ever tried to read the entire body of an author's work? Did you enjoy it?