Lynn Barber

Joan Didion deserves better 

The great American writer is ill-served by this new biography – but luckily we still have her own writing to tell us who she truly was

Joan Didion and her husband, John Dunne, at home in Malibu in 1977. [Alamy] 
issue 23 September 2023

This book is an example of a regrettable new trend – the solipsistic biography. I mean lives of famous people written by unfamous people (usually women) who want to tell you a LOT about themselves. This one is about the writer Joan Didion by an academic called Evelyn McDonnell who never met Didion but believes that they had much in common. Here is her evidence. ‘She was born within one year of my mother; I was born within two years of her daughter. We are both native daughters of California. We lived in New York at the same time, though she was an Upper East Side celebrity and I was a Lower East Side punkette. We both wrote in order to live. We both thought about the sea whenever we felt troubled.’

Soul sisters, right? What McDonnell fails to have noticed is that Didion was a fastidious writer who would never describe herself and her husband, John Gregory Dunne, as ‘peers and equals’ because she would avoid tautology.

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