Margaret Mitchell's
Gone With The Wind was published by MacMillan 70 years ago today. A year later in 1937, Mitchell won the Pulitzer Prize. Note: The title is taken from the 1st line, 3rd stanza of an Ernest Dowson poem.
"Nom sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynare": "I have forgot much Cynara! gone with the wind." I remember staying up all night reading GWTW as a kid and never wanting the story to end. Later, I attended the same college not far from Atlanta as Aunt Pitypat had---in her day, it was called LaGrange Female Academy."
Mitchell sold the film rights to David O. Selznick for a reported $50,000 and later received another $50,000.
Gone With The Wind premiered on December 15, 1939 in Atlanta, Mitchell attended the opening. The film won 10 Academy Awards including Best Picture. I think it was around 1998 or 99 when the film was re-released on the big screen, it is the only way to watch this epic version of an even more wonderful epic novel. In 1947, Margaret Mitchell was crossing Atlanta's Peachtree Street and fatally hit by a car. I always think of her when travelling along Peachtree Street.
Margaret Mitchell's Gone With The Wind was published by MacMillan 70 years ago today. A year later in 1937, Mitchell won the Pulitzer Prize. Note: The title is taken from the 1st line, 3rd stanza of an Ernest Dowson poem."Nom sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynare": "I have forgot much Cynara! gone with the wind." I remember staying up all night reading GWTW as a kid and never wanting the story to end. Later, I attended the same college not far from Atlanta as Aunt Pitypat had---in her day, it was called LaGrange Female Academy."
Mitchell sold the film rights to David O. Selznick for a reported $50,000 and later received another $50,000. Gone With The Wind premiered on December 15, 1939 in Atlanta, Mitchell attended the opening. The film won 10 Academy Awards including Best Picture. I think it was around 1998 or 99 when the film was re-released on the big screen, it is the only way to watch this epic version of an even more wonderful epic novel. In 1947, Margaret Mitchell was crossing Atlanta's Peachtree Street and fatally hit by a car. I always think of her when travelling along Peachtree Street.
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