I have read some excellent memoirs recently and can recommend them all:
– A Life of My Own by Claire Tomalin. Such a treat to have an autobiography of my favourite biographer. She writes so beautifully, and her life has been such a fascinating one. I especially loved reading about how she came to write her biographies of Pepys, Jane Austen, Hardy, Dickens, and more. Enough to make me give up even trying to write – how can I compete with Claire Tomalin??
– Horace and Me by Harry Eyres, was a memoir about how reading Latin poet Horace shaped the life and career of a wine critic and slow-movement man. I knew little of Horace and felt I learned so much in Harry’s erudite and excellent company.
– Jacob’s Room is Full of Books by Susan Hill. Some years ago I read and enjoyed her book Howard’s End is on the Landing, about reading books she found all over her house. This new book is on similar lines, and covers a year in her reading life. But I do have problems with Susan! She writes so perceptively of R.L. Stevenson and Trollope, and yet she is utterly blind to the brilliance of Jane Austen. And for some strange reason she just refuses to even read Jane Eyre. I found her constant name-dropping irritating, but I loved her evocation of the changing English countryside during the year. This is a book you need to discuss with a good book-loving friend – thanks Amanda for letting me vent about parts of it to you, and for sharing my admiration of other parts. Definitely a curate’s egg sort of book.
Can you recommend a memoir that you have enjoyed? Please leave a comment to tell me.
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