Hemingway

After reading this Hemingway piece, I felt he was a good writer. He wrote about what it was like being a writer and what to write about and how he feels doing it. The first scene was him at a coffee shop with his story writing itself in his own mind when this woman walks into the shop. Hemingway pauses and looks at the beauty of this girl and wishes he can get her into the story.
A big thing that stood out to me in this was when he was talking about writing a true sentence. A sentence that you can always start your writing off of. Simply think of the truest sentence you can possibly think of and write it down. From there he claims you can write an entire paper, and if you ever do get stuck simply backtrack. Go back to the last true sentence you wrote and continue from there until your piece is down.
In this story Hemingway was always talking with Miss Stein. I did not care about her very much. She seemed very pretentious and I don't enjoy reading about how she is better then people or how they are inferior people. She was very particular in what she liked, or what she suggested to have Hemingway read. His work was also almost never good enough for her always saying his work was "inaccrochable". I understood that she was more experienced at writing then him, but the fact she assumed she was some superior person simply bothered me. Also i found it strangely convenient that the authors she supported were  the ones who had supported or backed up her own career in some way. It could be a professional understanding where they keep each other afloat in their careers but i simply feel that it is just a pretentious woman saying only those who have helped her are good writers. The only other person she would mention that was a good writer was Sherwood Anderson and that was simply because of his glowing, warm Italian eyes.
I also would like to continue about how I do not like miss Stein in the story because she truly thought she was better then people. "That's what you are. That's what you all are,' Miss Stein said. 'All of you young people who served in the war. You are a lost generation.'". "'You drink yourselves to death...'". She had no proof of this claim, was proved wrong but still had her bitter opinion till the end the of story. I simply did not like her in the story, and wished Hemingway would have continued about how he was writing in coffee shops and some of his tricks that he used to write with.