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Anthony Trollope

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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Precisely the autobiography you would have expected 28 janvier 2002
Par Robert Moore - Publié sur Amazon.com
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If one has read a number of Trollope's novels, one would expect that Trollope would have written precisely this sort of autobiography. In fact, it is almost impossible to imagine it having taken any other form.
Trollope writes not so much of his life (though he does touch upon the major events), as of his occupation. Although employed most of his adult life by the postal service, Trollope decided to engage in a second and parallel career as a writer. He is forthright about his motives: the satisfaction of writing, but also fame, financial reward, and social standing. Looking back on his career, Trollope is proud of a job well done. The oddity is that he seems quite as happy telling us about how much he sold each work for, and the financial dealings with his publishers, as he does about his books and characters. In fact, near the end of the book he gives a complete list of his novels and how much he managed to sell each one for (with very few exceptions, he preferred to sell the rights to a novel, rather than getting a percentage of sales). What emerges is a portrait of the novelist not as an artist so much as a dedicated, disciplined craftsman. He explicitly denigrates the value of genius and creativity in a novelist in favor of hard work and keeping to a schedule of writing.
The early sections of the book dealing with his childhood are fascinating. By all measures, Trollope had a bad childhood. His discussions of his father are full of pathos and sadness. What is especially shocking is the lack of credit he gives to his mother, who, in early middle age, realizing that her husband was a perpetual financial failure, decided to salvage the family's fortunes by becoming a novelist. He notes that while nursing several children dying from consumption, she wrote a huge succession of books, enabling the family to live a greatly improved mode of existence. Her achievement must strike an outside observer as an incredibly heroic undertaking. Trollope seems scarcely impressed.
Some of the more interesting parts of the book are his evaluation of the work of many of his contemporaries. History has not agreed completely with all of his assessments. For instance, he rates Thackery as the greatest novelist of his generation, and HENRY ESMOND as the greatest novel in the language. HENRY ESMOND is still somewhat read, but it hardly receives the kind of regard that Trollope heaped on it, and it is certainly not as highly regarded as VANITY FAIR. Trollope's remarks on George Eliot are, however, far closer to general opinion. His remarks concerning Dickens, are, however, bizarre. It is obvious that Trollope really dislikes him, even while grudgingly offering some compliments. Quite perceptively, Trollope remarks that Dickens's famous characters are not lifelike or human (anticipating E. M. Forster's assessment that Dickens's characters are "flat" rather than "round" like those of Tolstoy or Austen) and that Dickens's famous pathos is artificial and inhuman (anticipating Oscar Wilde's wonderful witticism that "It would take a man with a heart of stone to cry at the death of Little Nell"). Even the most avid fan of Dickens would admit that his characters, while enormously vivid and well drawn, are nonetheless a bit cartoonish, and that much of the pathos is a tad over the top. But Trollope goes on to attack Dickens's prose: "Of Dickens's style it is impossible to speak in praise. It is jerky, ungrammatical, and created by himself in defiance of rules . . . . To readers who have taught themselves to regard language, it must therefore be unpleasant." If one had not read Dickens, after reading Trollope on Dickens, one would wonder why anyone bothered to read him at all. One wonders if some of Trollope's problems with Dickens was professional jealousy. For whatever reason, he clearly believes that Dickens receives far more than his due.
Favorite moment: Trollope recounts being in a club working on the novel that turned into THE LAST CHRONICLE OF BARSET, when he overheard two clergymen discussing his novels, unaware that he was sitting near them. One of them complained of the continual reappearance of several characters in the Barsetshire series, in particular Mrs. Proudie. Trollope then introduces himself, apologizes for the reappearing Mrs. Proudie, and promises, "I will go home and kill her before the week is over." Which, he says, he proceeded to do.
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4.0 étoiles sur 5 Quirky biography by a genius 5 juin 2000
Par timothy k. Iverson - Publié sur Amazon.com
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In this curious autobiiography, Anthony Trollope sketches in the outlines of his life. He relates the misery of his childhood, the heroism of his mother, the tragedy and ultimate failure of his father. If not banal, at least typical material for an autobiography, and makes for good reading. The second two-thirds of the book summarizes his writings, and relate his ideas on everything from literary criticism to suggestions for young writers. Perhaps most interesting are his assessments of his own work, praising or condemning them with little emotion. Of course there is the famous analysis of his working methods, where he counts words and disciplines himself to an astonishingly regular routine of writing. He produced 47 novels, edited and wrote for magazines, all the while working full time for the post office. One distressing feature of this work is the almost complete lack of intormation about his wife and family....It is clear that he lived with and loved his fictional characters more than his corporeal family. Also, the grammar and punctuation are often awkward but this is still a highly readable and fascinating book.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 If you've enjoyed any of Trollope's novels. . . 2 juin 1997
Par Un client - Publié sur Amazon.com
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you should consider reading this too! Trollope writes candidly about his education (and about being a poor, mostly overlooked student), his lack of professional ambition (and how he finally got around to witing his first novel),and the ups and downs of his literary career (and his early rejections). He does all of this in the same conversational tone employed in his novels, making this autobiography feel more like a chat with an older, experienced friend than a learned, classic autobiography
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 A Review 29 décembre 2009
Par Allen Draher - Publié sur Amazon.com
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A worker bee, Anthony Trollope managed to produce a startling amount of writing without quitting his rather demanding day job until he was in his early fifties and without sacrificing his modest sporting pleasures. He always backed the tortoise, but the beauty of his version: "A small daily task, if it really be daily, will beat the labors of a spasmodic Hercules," illustrates why we read Trollope with pleasure today. It really was daily with him, rising at 5:30 and writing until 8:00: producing 250 words per fifteen-minute interval until the requisite pages were complete. Each word counted in the process, all the while working toward an allotment for that "work of art" like a baker filling a cake mold. It's easy to see how this view behind the curtain, which disclaims and almost belittles not only genius, but even mere inspiration, hurt his readership upon posthumous publication.

Additionally the reader gains Trollope's top ten of contemporary writers: Thackeray edges out Eliot and Dickens, but we don't for a minute doubt he places himself higher. He doesn't care much about plot, but emphasizes character and what, if Trollope could hire Budweiser's PR people, would be readability.

So does Mr. Trollope make an interesting character and how does An Autobiography stack up on the readability scale? Off the charts. It's pleasant to spend the time with Mr. Trollope, even if he is a bit of a stick in the mud, and marvel that The Way We Live Now, Phinneas Finn, and The Eustace Diamonds were produced by a man claiming so little talent. It's a marvelous book and should inspire anyone to forsake TV and other time wasters. Read his best novels first then by all means read this. [288 words, 18 minutes]
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 A Victorian life 11 mars 2005
Par Ralph Blumenau - Publié sur Amazon.com
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Redolent of the Victorian Age, and beautifully written. Some of the amusement comes precisely from his occasional pedantic preaching of Victorian virtues. He is capable of being self-critical. If elsewhere he is self-satisfied, he has much to be self-satisfied about. A man who from the most unpromising beginning came to live life to the full.
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