tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656468.post113862126432294804..comments2024-03-27T07:25:07.401+00:00Comments on Grumpy Old Bookman: Unreliable memoirsMichael Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11338398159818400930noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656468.post-58623984310639877362020-02-08T07:29:31.661+00:002020-02-08T07:29:31.661+00:00Thanks for sharing your useful post with us. We ar...Thanks for sharing your useful post with us. We are very happy to read it. Amazing post. I am so impressed.<br /><a href="https://www.excellentassignmenthelp.com.au/visual-basic-assignment-help" rel="nofollow">Visual Basic Assignment Help<br /></a>Assignment Helphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14764667231488131911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656468.post-1138828446607557652006-02-01T21:14:00.000+00:002006-02-01T21:14:00.000+00:00the reason it's hard for a writer to make up absol...the reason it's hard for a writer to make up absolutely everything is that he runs the risk of losing interest. <BR/><BR/>you get a lot more emotionally involved writing a book that's full of personal meaning for you, than you are constructing a piece of fiction as a chore. and autobiography's the direct path to that involvement.<BR/><BR/>anyway c'mon. what happens to joyce, proust, wolfe, hemingway, lawrence...no point making a list, it's most every writer...i think we'd be left with a bunch of detective books--<BR/><BR/>but you're sure right about memoirs...starting with st. augustine's...james chapmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14051535370315669813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656468.post-1138818728512208172006-02-01T18:32:00.000+00:002006-02-01T18:32:00.000+00:00All well and good, of course, but I'm still rather...All well and good, of course, but I'm still rather glad that you were never around to advise or influence the young Nabokov.BLogographoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03746133674846808883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656468.post-1138737079301837162006-01-31T19:51:00.000+00:002006-01-31T19:51:00.000+00:00I love this post. I was only saying the other day ...I love this post. I was only saying the other day that Clive James at least had the sense to call his memoir 'unreliable'. It's only natural for people to embroider the truth a little.<BR/><BR/>Speaking of Australians (of which I am one), have you ever heard of the Ern Malley affair? Peter Carey based his book 'My Life as a Fake' on it.<BR/><BR/>In the 1990s a woman by the name of Helen Demidenko won the Australian/Vogel Literary Award (given annually to an unpublished writer under the age of 35). She claimed the novel, called 'The Hand that Signed the Paper' was based on her own family history, but it soon emerged that she'd made up her Ukrainian background and the events she described never happened. Oh yes, all hell broke loose. Even turns out her real name was Darville, not Demidenko.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656468.post-1138714987473438542006-01-31T13:43:00.000+00:002006-01-31T13:43:00.000+00:00I'd say good fiction is the reinvention of truth. ...I'd say good fiction is the reinvention of truth. I suppose if the writer wanted protection he'd just cast a different version of himself in each role.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com