Autobiography: “The Only Form”


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From a Guardian article by Kate Kellaway, here’s some stuff to think about:

Finding form as a writer, she argues, has always been her most important task – it took two years to hit upon Outline‘s outline. The writing itself is secondary. For a writer of eloquent precision, it is interesting to hear her shrug off the question of style. She sees style as inescapable from self, allied to it: “Just as a person, don’t you sometimes get sick of being yourself and want to be the thing you aren’t? But you are the thing you are – to me, that is style. It is relatively bonded to self and there is not a lot you can do about it. Form is different.” She cannot be found in the new novel, she says, yet she is there. She believes Outline‘s “annihilated perspective” might be the “beginning of something interesting” (she is already working on a sequel). And now she makes another astonishing assertion: “I’m certain autobiography is increasingly the only form in all the arts. Description, character – these are dead or dying in reality as well as in art.” Is she right? I’m not sure. Even on literary turf, she is effortlessly provocative


About Author

David Olimpio is the Editor-in-Chief of Atticus Review. He grew up in Texas, but currently lives and writes in Northern New Jersey. He believes that we create ourselves through the stories we tell, and that is what he aims to do every day. Usually, you can find him driving his truck around the Garden State with his dogs. He has been published in Barrelhouse, The Nervous Breakdown, The Austin Review, Rappahannock Review, and others. He is the author of THIS IS NOT A CONFESSION (Awst Press, 2016). You can find more about him at, including links to his writing and photography. He Tweets and Instagrams as @notsolinear and would love for you to join him.

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