Self-Made Boys: A Great Gatsby Remix (Remixed Classics)

by Anna-Marie McLemore

Please let him come to New York? I promise, he’ll have the gayest of times.

i c wat u did there

“Boys like us always know one another about a thousand years before anyone else knows us, don’t we?”

arghh my heart

And I thought, if I could ever be the kind of man that a woman like that would want to share a life with, then I would have gotten it right.”

omg

“Will you keep coming?” Gatsby asked as he took the shirt. “To my parties, I mean.” He looked at me with a birthday-candle sort of hope, and all I could say was “Of course.”

ohhh my heart

“I’ll be down in moments,” he said. “Just attending to long-overdue correspondence.”

sweet Jay

Gatsby looked back at me how any boy in the world would want to be looked at—as though there was such infinite possibility in me, such infinite light, that I was one endless, longest day of the year.

Nick is so oblivious

Alongside the dark wood shelves of his bedroom, I felt the dividing pull of something between lovesickness and homesickness. The green of that cologne and the deep wood called up Wisconsin trees. I shut my eyes for just a second. I didn’t want him to see me doing it. I didn’t want him worrying over that one kiss, or thinking I was in love with him.

we couldn't have that, could we, Nick?

If I’d seen what he’d seen, known what he’d known, I’d grasp at whatever beauty I still found in the world.

this was really moving

You see, I spent half my life trying to get everyone to like me, trying to be what it was everyone would like. But do you know what I found out? If you turn yourself into someone everyone can like, you’ll probably end up not liking yourself much.

Daisy is explored really well in this adaption

As you leave West Egg, I hope you leave knowing this: You are worth being seen as you truly are. You are worth imagining your life for yourself instead of how you may have been told your life must be.

omg the author's note <3