The Art of the Semi-Autobiographical Novel

Last weekend, we took a look at famous literary characters that were inspired by real-life people, but we admit, we held back. Not wanting to flood the field, we discounted any character based on his or her author, and chose only those based on outside sources. To assuage our interest and close the circle, we decided to follow up with a list of a few of our favorite semi-autobiographical novels — that is, novels wherein at least one character is based on the author, and usually containing a plot that revolves around the author’s true-life experiences. Click through to check out ten of our favorite semi-autobiographical novels, from the barely-veiled straight autobiographies to the masterful collages of life and fiction. We know there are hundreds and hundreds of these, so please chime in and let us know your own favorite semi-autobiographies in the comments!

We the Animals, Justin Torres

Justin Torres’s unbelievably exquisite debut novel could be described as a collection of searing anecdotes, gradually easing the narrator away from his collective self-awareness as part of three brothers (“We were six snatching hands, six stomping feet; we were brothers, boys, three little kings locked in a feud for more”) to the painful, necessary schism into “they” and “I.” He admits that he drew much of the story and characters from his own life, and when we saw him read, he laughed large at the “how autobiographical is it really?” question and shrugged, but the more he spoke, the more he seemed like his narrator. “Your consciousness is informed by your experience,” he said. “It’s just how the mind works.”

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Please, please, get a fact checker. At the end of "The Bell Jar," Esther Greenwood HAS been freed from the paralyzing "bell jar" of depression. Charlotte Bronte was not an orphan. Her mother died when she was young; her father, however, outlived every single one of his brilliant children.

Love that Bell Jar cover. Would have included Henry Miller, but very nice list.

@karen connelly I saw 3 listed, the bell jar, Jane eyre and little women. What list did you read?

I cannot believe that only one of these novels is by a woman! Wow. I think you might post an alternative list. . . . Edna o'Brien, Muriel spark, Margaret Atwood ,Lynn Coady, CHimamanda Adichi,antonya Nelson, zadie smith , et ceter et cetera et cetera. . . .

According to Honor Moore, Caroline Blackwell was denied the Booker Prize for her "compressed virtuosic gothic" Great Granny Webster, due to Philip Larkin's decisive vote, "who reportedly insisted that a tale so autobiographical could not stand as fiction." Moore's exquisite introduction includes the observation: It seems strange that the issue of verisimilitude could keep a book from a prize..." Hey man, it's 107 pages of jaw dropping black comedy about isolated dysfunctional eccentrics in their last thrall to aristocratic foibles. You could probably live an ok life w/o reading it, but if your attention still has the stamina & appetite for literature that can deliver the gift of a wry, sustained smile... your choice, friend.

One of the best,and one of my favourite books of all time: The Furies by Janet Hobhouse. Description (from back cover): An exhilarating, fiercely honest, ultimately devastating book, The Furies confronts the claims of family and the lure of desire, the difficulties of independence, and the approach of death. Janet Hobhouse's final testament is beautifully written, deeply felt, and above all utterly alive. Janet Hobhouse (1948–1991) was raised in New York City and educated at Oxford. She lived in London and New York and was the author of two works of non-fiction, The Bride Stripped Bare, a study of the female nude in art, and Everybody Who Was Anybody: A Biography of Gertrude Stein, and four novels, Nellie Without Hugo, Dancing in the Dark, November, and The Furies, which was published after her death from ovarian cancer at the age of forty-two. The opening lines of The Furies: When I was little I knew nothing of this history of my mother's, and nothing about the others. All I knew was Bett and my rapacious desire for her. It was a state of longing so fierce, because we were so often separated, that I can only compare it to being in love. Not just compare. Let me state from the beginning that when I was a child I was absolutely and ferociously in love with my mother.

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Emily Temple, you do an absolutely fabulous job! You are such a fun literary guide. Many thanks.

"We the Animals" looks fantastic. Thanks.

What about Tim O'Brien's "The Things They Carried" or "If I Die in a Combat Zone" ?