The Uncharacteristic Silence of Joyce Maynard
EVER SINCE SHE was 18 years old and a freshman at Yale, Joyce Maynard has made a career out of writing about herself, earning both applause and intense derision. Jonathan Yardley of The Washington Post once stated that, encountering Maynard’s work, “you may . . . find yourself struggling to comprehend self-infatuation so vast and reckless that the victim cannot imagine a detail of her life so minute or trivial as to be of no interest to everyone else on this planet.”
In 1972, Maynard debuted as an autobiographical writer with her essay, “An Eighteen-Year-Old Looks Back on Life,” which appeared in The New York Times Sunday magazine and was instantly hailed as an important statement from the baby boomer generation. The piece did contain witty and perceptive insights, and was indeed reflective of its generation, especially in its probing of the personal for larger meaning. Many were charmed by her precocity, a mirror image of the girlishness Maynard possesses as she now approaches old age.
After dropping out of Yale, Maynard wrote her first memoir and had an affair with the writer, J.D. Salinger, a subject she would later publicly explore to more applause and derision. (more…)


