In a busy Toronto café during rush hour, Margaret Atwood, Canada’s renowned author, goes largely unnoticed. At 85, dressed in dark clothes with a hat concealing her white curls, she sits quietly on the terrace. On a crisp autumn day, she speaks softly with her usual irony about her much-awaited memoirs.
Atwood admits she was initially reluctant to write her memoirs, questioning their appeal:
“Who wants to read the story of someone sitting at a desk wrestling with a blank page?”
Yet, despite her doubts, she completed them, acknowledging the slow passage of time:
“It’s boring enough to die of boredom.”
Atwood critiques common stereotypes faced by older women:
“Older women are only allowed to be two things: wise old women or wicked old witches.”
The author also reflects on contemporary issues, including the enduring relevance of her novel The Handmaid’s Tale, Canadian literature, and themes of mortality highlighted in her memoirs.
Margaret Atwood thoughtfully challenges ageist stereotypes and shares personal insights in her memoir, blending irony with reflections on writing and legacy.
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