diaries, letters, etc.) I immediately snap out of the book, wondering how on earth the author knows that. This is because I don’t enjoy it when nonfiction speculates about the specific inner lives/emotions of actual people without evidence (i.e. I had the highest hopes when I turned to the first page, and I wasn’t disappointed: although slim, this volume is packed with erudition, wit, and thought-provoking musings on the nature of biography.įunnily enough, although I’m an inveterate reader of nonfiction, I rarely venture into the biography section. I went to the trouble of an ILL request for Hermione Lee’s Virginia Woolf’s Nose: Essays on Biography on the strength of my love for her biography of Virginia Woolf.
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