"I was born with skins too few. Or they were scrubbed off me by...robust and efficient hands."
The experiences absorbed through these "skins too few" are evoked in this memoir of Doris Lessing's childhood and youth as the daughter of a British colonial family in Persia and Southern Rhodesia Honestly and with overwhelming immediacy, Lessing maps the growth of her consciousne
"I was born with skins too few. Or they were scrubbed off me by...robust and efficient hands."
The experiences absorbed through these "skins too few" are evoked in this memoir of Doris Lessing's childhood and youth as the daughter of a British colonial family in Persia and Southern Rhodesia Honestly and with overwhelming immediacy, Lessing maps the growth of her consciousness, her sexuality, and her politics, offering a rare opportunity to get under her skin and discover the forces that made her one of the most distinguished writers of our time.
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Paperback
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448 pages
Published
September 1st 1995
by Harper Perennial
(first published 1994)
Reading this 21-chapter autobiography, “Under My Skin,” by Doris Lessing was inspiringly and interestingly enjoyable to me. One of the reasons is that she’s been destined to be a literary titan since around 64-65 years ago when she arrived in London with “the typescript of her first novel, The Grass is Singing, in her suitcase” (back cover); moreover, she won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2007. Therefore, I found it formidable to write on her memoir since I’ve been one of her readers living
Reading this 21-chapter autobiography, “Under My Skin,” by Doris Lessing was inspiringly and interestingly enjoyable to me. One of the reasons is that she’s been destined to be a literary titan since around 64-65 years ago when she arrived in London with “the typescript of her first novel, The Grass is Singing, in her suitcase” (back cover); moreover, she won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2007. Therefore, I found it formidable to write on her memoir since I’ve been one of her readers living in another country who read it as my first encounter, in other words, time flies so I would like to say something to share with my Goodreads friends.
Her narratives are unexpectedly inspiring because she’s included some ideas we might have never read or heard before. For instance, she simply wrote, “I read, I read, I read. I was reading to save my life.” (p. 399) Comparatively, as for her first sentence, it seemingly reminds us of the famous one by Caesar: I came, I saw, I conquered. We would leave it at that for some readers to reflect and focus on the next one which looks simple. However, we could not help wondering how with a possible gesture of doubt or disbelief. Thus, we should have a look at what and how she read from this excerpt:
… I was reading poetry, chanting – silently as it were under my breath – lines of Eliot, of Yeats, like mantra. I read Proust, who sustained me because his world was so utterly unlike anything around me. … Proust describes, in an eleven-volumes-long irony, how the aristocratic Guermantes at last absorbed people they had despised so much they would not even meet them. … (pp. 399-400)
As for us common readers, I think, we could read to survive by means of how we should keep going on with the daily life, safe and sound. Reading could be our consolation to the mind from those who know, that is, they keep encouraging us calmly without any harsh word or tone. Whenever we become tired of reading, we naturally leave it anywhere we want and continue as soon as we wish.
Incidentally, I came across and liked some unique sentences she wrote and, as far as I could recall, it was my first time to read them happily; I thought such sentences could be the outcome of her reflective/intuitive thinking, for instance: “Words indeed have wings.” (p. 109), “The flying dreams, so enjoyable, were grounding me in anxiety, …” (p. 297), “..., Kurt because it was written in English: he agreed with Joseph Conrad that it is a language unsuitable for novels, and only French has the necessary clarity.” (p. 336), etc.
These sentences are quite rarely heard or read anywhere, we can accept them for granted, at face value, and think they look simple with their own meanings. However, I don’t think that is the point because each sentence needs its interpretation according to its context and our experience for application in everyday life. Therefore, reading for some unique sentences or even words would be satisfactorily sufficient for those who love reading.
Arranged chronologically, there are twelve pages of thirty black-and-white photographs in which, I think, its readers would not help admiring them since each of them could rightly and aptly supplement her narratives with our understanding and imagination. Moreover, I liked each chapter’s length which helps one’s reading conveniently manageable because each one is not too brief or lengthy, for example: we read 9.5 pages in Chapter 1, 6 pages +7 lines in Chapter 2, 21 pages + 10 lines, etc. Of course, the length varies, more or less, in each chapter; presumably, it depends on the writer’s plan and scope related to the preceding chapters.
In sum, this book is worth reading to our hearts' content if we admire her writing expertise and unique character that have long shaped her formidable works till the Oslo Committee awarded her the prestigious Nobel Prize in her 90’s, her literary stature was at last deservedly recognized with her jubilation and the joys of her admirers and the writing world remain with her for ever.
She sees herself and others so clearly and is so honest about herself, that it is hard to see much point in someone writing her biography. Early in the book she discusses the problems of telling the truth about other people in her life:
"I have known not a few of the famous, and even one or two of the great, but I do not believe it is the duty of friends, lovers, comrades, to tell all. The older I get the more secrets I have, never to be revealed and this, I know, is a common condition of people
She sees herself and others so clearly and is so honest about herself, that it is hard to see much point in someone writing her biography. Early in the book she discusses the problems of telling the truth about other people in her life:
"I have known not a few of the famous, and even one or two of the great, but I do not believe it is the duty of friends, lovers, comrades, to tell all. The older I get the more secrets I have, never to be revealed and this, I know, is a common condition of people my age."
I enjoyed the book very much and look forward to reading the second volume. She has lived a rich, complex, creative and fulfilling life, which is fascinating for itself, and also for how she wove her experiences into her novels.
And beside all that, I just liked Doris Lessing so much!
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After Lessing won her Nobel, I began reading her work, as well as whatever interviews and videos were available. I loved the straightforward way she told her stories, I liked the intelligence she put into them, and I appreciated the scope and breadth of her oeuvre. When I learned that she had a two-volume autobiography published I pick it up immediately. It is as frank and enjoyable as you would ever hope it to be. It was fascinating for me to read the story of a proper young girl who would late
After Lessing won her Nobel, I began reading her work, as well as whatever interviews and videos were available. I loved the straightforward way she told her stories, I liked the intelligence she put into them, and I appreciated the scope and breadth of her oeuvre. When I learned that she had a two-volume autobiography published I pick it up immediately. It is as frank and enjoyable as you would ever hope it to be. It was fascinating for me to read the story of a proper young girl who would later grow up to be a world-renowned author and Nobel laureate. Lessing always tells her story with honesty and candor, sparing no details and taking no victims. I haven't started on her second volume yet, but after the first one I feel like I know her quite well, and have infinite respect for her as an artist. She writes with a non-nonsense intellectualism that stands out in world literature. Read her.
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It was a happy chance that this came into my hands, [thanks again to the splendid municipal libraries of Turin, Italy], for I am rarely tempted by autobiographies (or biographies). Usually, the single subject gets boring. Lessing is different: there is not a dull moment in this book. She breathes life not only into her former self/selves but into everyone and every place she encountered. For anybody who has lived in post-colonial Africa, her portrayal of colonial Africa is a revelation: an evoca
It was a happy chance that this came into my hands, [thanks again to the splendid municipal libraries of Turin, Italy], for I am rarely tempted by autobiographies (or biographies). Usually, the single subject gets boring. Lessing is different: there is not a dull moment in this book. She breathes life not only into her former self/selves but into everyone and every place she encountered. For anybody who has lived in post-colonial Africa, her portrayal of colonial Africa is a revelation: an evocation of a lost world that will make you both sick and sympathetic (to the people, not to their pretensions). The book is marvellously written; it offers a stream of insights into life, the universe(s) and everyone; but it suffers from a flaw built into the medium of autobiography: the writer acts as judge, jury and presenter of all the evidence. Lessing attempts a brutal frankness; at times she seems too harsh on her young self for not having had the hindsight and maturity of the grown woman. But when she explains how she abandoned her first two children in a vain search for freedom and her self, and when she states that she later deliberately got pregnant again to pass the time before divorcing her second husband, you cannot but wonder about the judgements you have been endorsing with a kind of delight for hundreds of pages. Nevertheless, this is a book that anyone who lived in the mid-20th century, or is curious about it, will be glad to have read.
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This autobiography feels very honest by the Nobel Laureate author, Doris Lessing. I have only read one book by Lessing before - the Golden Notebook - which I absolutely loved. And I remember as I read that, I thought, I bet this woman has had a life that is really interesting. It seems my prediction was right.
I am amazed how often I read something that made me think - that's just how I felt as a child, as a teenager and as a young adult. While my life is in no way especially similar to Lessing's
This autobiography feels very honest by the Nobel Laureate author, Doris Lessing. I have only read one book by Lessing before - the Golden Notebook - which I absolutely loved. And I remember as I read that, I thought, I bet this woman has had a life that is really interesting. It seems my prediction was right.
I am amazed how often I read something that made me think - that's just how I felt as a child, as a teenager and as a young adult. While my life is in no way especially similar to Lessing's, I really identified with her. I wish I could sit down and have a really long chat with her, as she wishes she could chat with Granny Fisher (not sure I've got the name right).
A couple of lines really rang out loud and clear to me: "Is there such a thing as a gene for the condition, being born with a skin too few" (p30). A few times she mentions how thin skinned she was/is; she even has a counter personality for public consumption who she refers to as Tigger. I totally know that feeling! And almost at the end of the book she talks of how life would have been different if she had been alone in London's Soho: ""I can too easily see myself, again drinking too much, as I had hardly done at all since 1942 and the end of my first marriage. And then I would be in love with one of those painters and poets. Not beecause they were glamerous, but because they were lost souls. Irresistable." (p410) I read that and felt like Lessing had been rooting around in my head finding source material!
I recommend this for anyone interested in the post WW1 period, in Africa's history, communism in the forties or who has been impressed by Lessing's work and status as Nobel Laureate. And everyone else may find something in there too :)
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Sometimes I have to read everything by a writer--everything--before I can be satisfied (Laura Ingalls Wilder, L.M. Montgomery, Louisa May Alcott, Alice Munro). I've been in a Doris Lessing state of mind since fall 2007, and thankfully I have plenty of work still ahead of me. Now that I no longer have my law school mentor to guide & inspire me on a daily basis, I find myself increasingly dependent on Doris Lessing's wisdom, anger and common sense. I read her out loud to Andy. And I wrestle wi
Sometimes I have to read everything by a writer--everything--before I can be satisfied (Laura Ingalls Wilder, L.M. Montgomery, Louisa May Alcott, Alice Munro). I've been in a Doris Lessing state of mind since fall 2007, and thankfully I have plenty of work still ahead of me. Now that I no longer have my law school mentor to guide & inspire me on a daily basis, I find myself increasingly dependent on Doris Lessing's wisdom, anger and common sense. I read her out loud to Andy. And I wrestle with the decisions she made in her young life in Southern Rhodesia; abandoning her two young children to join the Communist Party, blithely entering into another loveless marriage, having a child with that man while continuing to have affairs, and then leaving with that child for Britain. I fear that she had to do those things to escape a society that was intellectually barren and oppressively racist. And what does that say about the choices we must make now?
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La parte de la infancia es interesante por las cuestiones geográficas.
Pero mejor es cuando se va de su casa y se hace comunista, se casa, y tiene hijos mientras termina la guerra y empieza la posguerra.
Cuenta y trata de entender las razones y sinrazones, las suyas y las de los demás.
The first volume of Lessing's autobiography. The early childhood portions are interesting enough, but the most interesting thing to me was matching her real life after about sixteen with the
Children of Violence
series, which has always been one of my favorites. The outlines are the same, although she modifies somewhat to make the novels more generally applicable, and combines figures, etc. It seems that the closest to her actual life is the third volume,
A Ripple From the Storm
, at least in ter
The first volume of Lessing's autobiography. The early childhood portions are interesting enough, but the most interesting thing to me was matching her real life after about sixteen with the
Children of Violence
series, which has always been one of my favorites. The outlines are the same, although she modifies somewhat to make the novels more generally applicable, and combines figures, etc. It seems that the closest to her actual life is the third volume,
A Ripple From the Storm
, at least in terms of facts. The attitudes are quite different, though. What I liked about the novel was the way in which she describes her errors and political naivete with a good-natured humor and a good deal of insight. In the autobiography the good nature is gone, and she comes close to sounding like an embittered ex-radical; the insights are largely, though not entirely, replaced by standard conservative cliches. I don't know whether this is to be attributed to the time it was written (1994) or to the age it was written at (75), but I thought it was rather sad.
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Doris Lessing is brutally honest and tells her story with anger, pride, and great wit. I have loved her writtings for so long and was taken aback at the decisions she has made in her life. I was almost disappointed in her but years after reading the book can look back and think wow what a couragous woman for telling her tale.
I wish I were more familiar with Lessing's many other works. She won the Nobel Prize in 2007. It would be useful to see how the raw material of one's life is crafted into art. In this autobiography, she frequently notes which stories or novels are based on certain episodes or people she knew growing up in Rhodesia. She is writing this as an older woman, so either she kept a good journal of her early years as a writer, Communist, mother, and free thinker, part of a white minority in the country t
I wish I were more familiar with Lessing's many other works. She won the Nobel Prize in 2007. It would be useful to see how the raw material of one's life is crafted into art. In this autobiography, she frequently notes which stories or novels are based on certain episodes or people she knew growing up in Rhodesia. She is writing this as an older woman, so either she kept a good journal of her early years as a writer, Communist, mother, and free thinker, part of a white minority in the country that would be come Zimbabwe...or this book is a combination of memory and creative writing. I really wished for more of a story. As Lessing herself observed, "Every novel is a story, but a life isn't one, more of a sprawl of incidents." That's how I experienced this book, a sprawl.
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One of the best biographies I've ever read. Lessing is not only one of the great writers in English of the 20th century, she is certainly also one of the most vivid. Highly recommended, and especially if you don't usually read autobiographies.
a very long book, but knowing nothing of colonial southern Africa, i found it pretty interesting. also, the portrait of a woman who so easily shrugged off her own children was a little odd. but if men can do it, why not women.
I appreciated Lessings' searing honesty in this accounting of her life from birth to 1949, when she left Africa for England at age 30; after two marriages & giving birth to three children. Ahead of her time is an understatement, in terms of the choices she made & why she made them. Others may quibble with her independence of mind but at least she is able to articulate her reasons, rather than blindly following the society of lemmings which took her father over the cliff in WWI, & the
I appreciated Lessings' searing honesty in this accounting of her life from birth to 1949, when she left Africa for England at age 30; after two marriages & giving birth to three children. Ahead of her time is an understatement, in terms of the choices she made & why she made them. Others may quibble with her independence of mind but at least she is able to articulate her reasons, rather than blindly following the society of lemmings which took her father over the cliff in WWI, & then engulfed the globe again during WWII.
In particular, her recounting of the role Communism & its adherents played in her life, was truly educational, especially for those of us who were born too late to comprehend what the draw was. Apparently the second volume of her autobiography goes even deeper into her discontent with & eventual break with this political philosophy. As soon as I finished reading this book I ordered volume two so as to understand what unfolded after these years in Persia & Rhodesia, two countries which now go by other names & will never be the same as they were when she knew them.
Not romantic or nostalgic herself, she nevertheless does a great service to those who are & wish to recapture the tastes, smells & sounds of these bygone eras.
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I recommend any woman should read this. It's amazing how Doris Lessing steps into the mind and motivations of her younger self at any stage of her life.
Although I felt the narrative of this autobiography was a little dry (thus the 4 stars rather an 5), it is an engrossing history a life spent in Southern Rhodesia. Lessing had the awareness many of us (certainly me)lack of the many contradictions of British white life in black Africa. At an early age, she understood the wrongness of the white occupation, the injustice of the treatment of the native Africans, the blind prejudice of her society and family. I think many of us, in our early years an
Although I felt the narrative of this autobiography was a little dry (thus the 4 stars rather an 5), it is an engrossing history a life spent in Southern Rhodesia. Lessing had the awareness many of us (certainly me)lack of the many contradictions of British white life in black Africa. At an early age, she understood the wrongness of the white occupation, the injustice of the treatment of the native Africans, the blind prejudice of her society and family. I think many of us, in our early years anyway, haven't the gift of independent thought, the ability to judge things for ourselves. We simply accept whatever the current version of the truth is as seen by our families and our companions. Lessing's painful awareness led her into the Communist Party in the 1930's, into two pretty loveless marriages, neither of which answered her need for the independence and the experiences that lead to a Nobel prize winning author and probably into her permanently embittered personality.
The title of the book comes from a theory Lessing has that music played a negative role in her young life. The songs, such as "I've Got You Under My Skin" led people to believe in a romantic life that was not reality. She does discuss this throughout the book, so influenced by the music of her generation that she felt molded by it. I'm still thinking about this theory, wondering how deeply affected we all are by the songs we love, and whether this is a negative influence in our lives, as Lessing finally believes that it is.
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Doris Lessing erscheint als selbstbewusste (und sich ihrer Reize stets bewusste), kluge, selbstständige Frau, die aber auch ein unglaubliches Bedürfnis nach Babys hat – was mancher modernen Frau als Widerspruch erscheinen mag, aber auch Konstellationen in den Romanen, die ich gelesen habe (Das Fünfte Kind, Und wieder die Liebe) erklärt. Manchmal hat es mich verärgert, dass sie auf ihre frühen Romane verweist, wenn man Näheres über eine bestimmte Lebensphase erfahren will. Hatte dann immer das Ge
Doris Lessing erscheint als selbstbewusste (und sich ihrer Reize stets bewusste), kluge, selbstständige Frau, die aber auch ein unglaubliches Bedürfnis nach Babys hat – was mancher modernen Frau als Widerspruch erscheinen mag, aber auch Konstellationen in den Romanen, die ich gelesen habe (Das Fünfte Kind, Und wieder die Liebe) erklärt. Manchmal hat es mich verärgert, dass sie auf ihre frühen Romane verweist, wenn man Näheres über eine bestimmte Lebensphase erfahren will. Hatte dann immer das Gefühl jetzt enthält sie mir innerhalb der Autobiographie etwas vor. Ihre Beschreibungen der politischen Verhältnisse in Rhodesien sind immer auch für den Laien gut verständlich, aber irgendwie auch ein wenig oberflächlich. Gut gefallen hat mir dagegen, wie sie die Wahrhaftigkeit ihrer Autobiografie, die sich wandelnde Sichtweise auf Ereignisse ihres Lebens zu verschiedenen Zeitpunkten, reflektiert. Auch der lebenslange Konflikt mit ihrer Mutter, den sie gleichzeitig zu beschreiben und zu analysieren versucht, hat mich gefesselt. Freue mich drauf, den zweiten Band zu lesen.
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Brilliant, as to be expected from such a writer. I was enthralled by her childhood, her battles with her mother, her tragic memories of her father and WWI, her general statements on life et al. Like others who have commented here, I found the least interesting part to be her political activities with the Communist Party in south Africa. What a basically useless group of intellectuals, doing so little to protest apartheid itself and thinking they were of importance! And no mention of black radica
Brilliant, as to be expected from such a writer. I was enthralled by her childhood, her battles with her mother, her tragic memories of her father and WWI, her general statements on life et al. Like others who have commented here, I found the least interesting part to be her political activities with the Communist Party in south Africa. What a basically useless group of intellectuals, doing so little to protest apartheid itself and thinking they were of importance! And no mention of black radicalism or leaders. Pretty shocked by her abandonment of her first two children, but not surprising given her own emotionally fraught beginnings. It's interesting that the kind of people who would have castigated her brutally for this are able to accept men doing the same thing with much less if any criticism. In many ways, she behaved like a man throughout her life, fighting to be true to herself as opposed to giving in to the demands of others. Daughters, wives and mothers are under constant pressure to put their own needs second. She battled that inequity from start to finish. A life well lived.
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This is a fabulous biography. I notice all my reviews are rated five stars. Thing is; put down books I don't think much of... Self aware: full of immeasurable perception; tells you how the twentieth century panned out.
Only about twenty pages from the end did I get to almost like this author as a person. All through the book I felt I should, but could not. One has to admire a mind on such a quest throughout life and from such an early age; but this author is gripped in constraining influences: her miserable relationship with her deluded insensitive mother, and frustration with her father's inability to see a world beyond the influence of WW1 trenches. There's a pattern here, and perhaps my judgement is harsh.
Only about twenty pages from the end did I get to almost like this author as a person. All through the book I felt I should, but could not. One has to admire a mind on such a quest throughout life and from such an early age; but this author is gripped in constraining influences: her miserable relationship with her deluded insensitive mother, and frustration with her father's inability to see a world beyond the influence of WW1 trenches. There's a pattern here, and perhaps my judgement is harsh. Doris Lessing certainly has courage and this book is an interesting chronicle of this part of Southern Rhodesia's history, one more usually related from the 'other side'.
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Brilliant. This first volume of Lessing's autobiography takes on the big questions... like TIME:
"...I was holding my breath with concentration. It never ends, never...my brain seemed to rock, my head was full of slowed time, time that has no end. For seconds, for a flash, I seemed to reach it - yes, that's it, I got it then...I was suddenly exhausted. Surely it must be time to get up? The watch said only ten minutes had gone past. Without meaning to, I let out a great yell of outrage, then slapp
Brilliant. This first volume of Lessing's autobiography takes on the big questions... like TIME:
"...I was holding my breath with concentration. It never ends, never...my brain seemed to rock, my head was full of slowed time, time that has no end. For seconds, for a flash, I seemed to reach it - yes, that's it, I got it then...I was suddenly exhausted. Surely it must be time to get up? The watch said only ten minutes had gone past. Without meaning to, I let out a great yell of outrage, then slapped both palms over my mouth, but it was no good...."
Second only to NABOKOV in mastery of autobiography / memoir...
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Dense and compelling. Lessing's no-nonsense style tells a story of great complexity exploring the personal and historical with honesty, detail and insight.
I liked the early part of her growing up in Rhodesia but had a bit too much of her by the end of the book. However I feel she is a good writer and I will read more in the future.
I don't agree with Lessing about everything, nor do I like everything she has written. With that disclaimer, I feel free to say that this is a great memoir. From her early life as a child of white immigrants to "Northern Rhodesia" to her life in South Africa first as a fairly conventional wife and mother and later as a divorced, remarried communist activist, Lessing is honest, witty and thoughtful. Interesting insights into the time period and also into the life of an extraordinary woman.
An amazing memoir that chronicles Lessing's childhood in Southern Rhodesia, two failed marriages and three pregnancies. Overall, it demonstrates how she refused to be trapped by circumstances; you get a glimpse of where the themes from her novels come from, like the political disillusionment and embracing of insanity. It feels very honest and reflective. It's the same period of her life covered in the first three books of The Children of Violence series, and this is just as good.
This was more like 4.5 stars, but ultimately, I really did love this book. It's the type of book you want to revisit every few years, finding new wisdom every time.
Lessing has lived a fascinating life and is an incredible writer. Lessing is incredibly shrewd, and while her wry tone can occasionally shift into arrogance and disdain, especially when critiquing other, it did not really keep me from enjoying the book.
The great strength of the first volume of Lessing's autobiography is that she's reflecting from 60 years on, and brings substantial perspective to the historical currents she lived through in mid-20th-century Africa (Rhodesia). She's uber-dark, and very critical. Really interesting person. It bogs down a bit in the second half ...
Not, unsurprisingly, dissimilar to the first three "Children of Violence" novels. Some gorgeous writing; some limp writing. Some great meditations on the limits of memory and the limits of memoir. I am in awe of the life she lived and her refusal to be self-satisfied.
Both of her parents were British: her father, who had been crippled in World War I, was a clerk in the Imperial Bank of Persia; her mother had been a nurse. In 1925, lured by the promise of getting rich through maize farming, the family moved to the British colony in Southern Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe). Like other women writers from southern African who did not graduate from high school (such as
Oliv
Both of her parents were British: her father, who had been crippled in World War I, was a clerk in the Imperial Bank of Persia; her mother had been a nurse. In 1925, lured by the promise of getting rich through maize farming, the family moved to the British colony in Southern Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe). Like other women writers from southern African who did not graduate from high school (such as
Olive Schreiner
and
Nadine Gordimer
), Lessing made herself into a self-educated intellectual.
In 1937 she moved to Salisbury, where she worked as a telephone operator for a year. At nineteen, she married Frank Wisdom, and had two children. A few years later, feeling trapped in a persona that she feared would destroy her, she left her family, remaining in Salisbury. Soon she was drawn to the like-minded members of the Left Book Club, a group of Communists "who read everything, and who did not think it remarkable to read." Gottfried Lessing was a central member of the group; shortly after she joined, they married and had a son.
During the postwar years, Lessing became increasingly disillusioned with the Communist movement, which she left altogether in 1954. By 1949, Lessing had moved to London with her young son. That year, she also published her first novel, The Grass Is Singing, and began her career as a professional writer.
In June 1995 she received an Honorary Degree from Harvard University. Also in 1995, she visited South Africa to see her daughter and grandchildren, and to promote her autobiography. It was her first visit since being forcibly removed in 1956 for her political views. Ironically, she is welcomed now as a writer acclaimed for the very topics for which she was banished 40 years ago.
In 2001 she was awarded the Prince of Asturias Prize in Literature, one of Spain's most important distinctions, for her brilliant literary works in defense of freedom and Third World causes. She also received the David Cohen British Literature Prize.
She was on the shortlist for the first Man Booker International Prize in 2005. In 2007 she was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature.
(Extracted from the pamphlet: A Reader's Guide to The Golden Notebook & Under My Skin, HarperPerennial, 1995. Full text available on
www.dorislessing.org
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