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A brilliant and thoughtful meditation on biography awaits within these pages. The book delves deep into the lives of Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes, along with all their biographers, literary executors. It meticulously examines their personalities, both possible and real motivations, and desires. Malcolm takes a harsh yet honest look at her own trade as a writer and a journalist, as well as at literary criticism. She ponders exactly what any individual might hold as “The Truth” about their subject. Her writing is crisp and fair, making this book extraordinarily fulfilling for someone who has contemplated writing and biographies.
Some quotes from the book offer further insights. “The biographer’s business, like the journalist’s, is to satisfy the reader’s curiosity, not to place limits on it.” Malcolm also describes how relatives can be the biographer’s natural enemies, comparing them to hostile tribes that an explorer must subdue. She then goes on to discuss Anne Stevenson’s biography of Plath, highlighting how Stevenson was seen as having been used by the Hugheses to present their version of events.
Another quote emphasizes the psychological impossibility of a writer not taking sides, stating that without some “false and damaging” certainty, no writing is humanly possible. Additionally, Malcolm argues that writing cannot be done in a state of desirelessness and that the pose of fair-mindedness is often just a rhetorical ruse.
Finally, the description of Trevor Thomas’s house serves as a powerful metaphor for the problem of writing. The disorderly actuality of a life makes the orderly narratives of biographies seem pale in comparison. Just as the writer must clear out the vast jumble of their own mind to begin writing, so too must they face the fear of starting.
Some quotes from the book offer further insights. “The biographer’s business, like the journalist’s, is to satisfy the reader’s curiosity, not to place limits on it.” Malcolm also describes how relatives can be the biographer’s natural enemies, comparing them to hostile tribes that an explorer must subdue. She then goes on to discuss Anne Stevenson’s biography of Plath, highlighting how Stevenson was seen as having been used by the Hugheses to present their version of events.
Another quote emphasizes the psychological impossibility of a writer not taking sides, stating that without some “false and damaging” certainty, no writing is humanly possible. Additionally, Malcolm argues that writing cannot be done in a state of desirelessness and that the pose of fair-mindedness is often just a rhetorical ruse.
Finally, the description of Trevor Thomas’s house serves as a powerful metaphor for the problem of writing. The disorderly actuality of a life makes the orderly narratives of biographies seem pale in comparison. Just as the writer must clear out the vast jumble of their own mind to begin writing, so too must they face the fear of starting.