Memoir (3)

The first time I wrote this it was better – or so I thought. The truth is that it was different. Exactly how different I cannot say, lest I should mistake a shadow for the object casting it. And what would be the good of that? ‘If the text is not in front of you,’ said Speyer, ‘it does not exist’. Evidently he wasn’t a man to trust his memories, which is one reason why he shied away from writing autobiography. Another reason is that he ran out of time.

The first, short, instalment of my recently-penned memoir, Conversations with Speyer, is now online. Read it here. Further instalments will follow next week.

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