Day 138 of 365, 16 October 2016


Prompt: …inspired by a fictional character.
“Cup of tea, old sport?” One of my favourite books since my teens is The Great Gatsby. I’ve never been particularly happy with any of the film versions.  The original text is beautiful and so achingly romantic.  So here’s Gatsby out on the shore staring at the green light on Daisy Buchanan’s dock on the other side of the Sound.
This is one of the first appearances of the green light, which symbolises the object of Gatsby’s affections.
“…he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and far as I was from him I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward–and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.”