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“My father, a ruined dandy from the South, had been reduced to keeping a small harness-repair shop and, when that failed, he became ostensibly a house-and-barn painter. However, he did not call himself a house-painter. The idea was not flashy enough for him. He called himself a "sign-writer.”

Quote by Sherwood Anderson

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A story teller's story: a critical text

This volume presents a critical text of an autobiographical work by a significant American author known for his contributions to early twentieth-century literature. The edition typically includes the full text of the original memoir, which explores the writer's formative experiences in the Midwest, his development as a storyteller, and his observations on American life and culture. The critical apparatus generally encompasses textual notes, variant readings, historical context, and scholarly commentary that illuminate the composition and reception of the work. Such editions are designed for academic study, offering researchers and students access to both the primary narrative and the documentary evidence necessary for understanding its place in literary history. The autobiography itself reflects on the author's apprenticeship in journalism and fiction, his encounters with rural and small-town America, and the evolution of his distinctive narrative voice. more

Author

Sherwood Anderson
Sherwood Anderson

American novelist known for his profound insights into the lives of the American middle class. Anderson's works often focus on the inner world and social status of ordinary people, and his style is concise and direct, which has had a profound impact on American literature. more

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