Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Or, alternately...inescapably...: "Careful, you may wind up in my memory"

His shirt, worn proudly, read: "Careful, you may wind up in my memoirs.

During memoir-ization, real people become stand-ins, shadows, wisps of smoke. 

Any attempt to provide an accurate, three-dimensional portrait of a real person in prose ultimately fails. All we can give is a shorthand.

During the production of autobiography, writers' ability to distinguish reality from nonfiction deteriorates, & they press themselves between their pages.

If they're not careful, they could wind up in their own memoirs.

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