A MEMOIR with stray observations can delight me, even if I don't like the whole thing.
A A Gill's memoir, which deserves to be called an autobiography because it's sweeping, I have yet to decide on. I've just started to read it.
He says as part of the text that the book isn't written by him, it's written by Michelle. I assume he means Michelle Klepper, one of the people he mentions on a thank-you page at the beginning of the book.
I've jumped to this part of the memoir, so I hope I've interpreted A A Gill correctly. He speaks the book into the phone, to the very efficient Michelle at the other end. Is this how the whole memoir was written? First, he types roughly by computer and then reads what's on the screen to Michelle, who is used to the method. She was once what they called a 'copytaker' on a Fleet Street newspaper. The journalist would phone in his copy and she, among others, would type it in the newspaper office and give hand it over for checking and publication.
The more I look into A A Gill's writing, books, newspaper columns and reviews, the more I go with pleasure towards it, having at first been suspicious of his aggrandized success.
I didn't like The Sunday Times making so much of his obituary and remembrance, but I don't blame them for doing so. To many people he was their anchor in life and they interpreted it through his newspaper column and other writings.
Pour Me: A Life A A Gill 1915 and this paperback Weidenfeld and Nicolson 1916 London
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