This was a depressing difficult book to read. Zelda was an athletic beautiful young woman, courted by many men, but F Scott Fitzgerald was determined he‘d “own” this southern belle himself. He truly believed he owned not only her but all her ideas, what she could and couldn‘t do with her life, etc. When she tried to exert some independence, particularly in ballet and writing, he blasted her! Her ballet was a waste and her ideas belonged to him. ⬇️