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"I Was Born": Slave Narratives, Their Status as Autobiography and as Literature Author(s): James Olney Source: Callaloo, No. 20 (Winter, 1984), pp. 46-73 Published by: The Johns Hopkins University Press Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/2930678 . Accessed: 14/06/2011 03:45 Your use of the JSTOR archive indicates your acceptance of JSTOR's Terms and Conditions of Use, available at . http://www.jstor.org/page/info/about/policies/terms.jsp. JSTOR's Terms and Conditions of Use provides, in part, that unless you have obtained prior permission, you may not download an entire issue of a journal or multiple copies of articles, and you may use content in the JSTOR archive only for your personal, non-commercial use. Please contact the publisher regarding any further use of this work. Publisher contact information may be obtained at . http://www.jstor.org/action/showPublisher?publisherCode=jhup. 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The Johns Hopkins University Press is collaborating with JSTOR to digitize, preserve and extend access to Callaloo. http://www.jstor.org 46 "I WAS BORN": SLAVE NARRATIVES, THEIR STATUS AS AUTOBIOGRAPHY AND AS LITERATURE* by JamesOlney Anyonewho setsabout readinga singleslave narrative,or even two or threeslave narratives,might be forgiventhe natural assumption that everysuch narrative will be, or oughtto be, a uniqueproduction; for- so would go the unconscious argument-are not slave narratives autobiography,and is not everyautobiography the unique tale, uni- quely told, of a unique life?If such a readershould proceed to take up anotherhalf dozen narratives,however (and thereis a greatlot of themfrom which to choose thehalf dozen), a sensenot of uniqueness but of overwhelmingsameness is almostcertain to be the result.And if our reader continuesthrough two or threedozen more slave nar- ratives,still having hardly begun to broachthe whole body of material (one estimateputs the numberof extantnarratives at over six thou- sand), he is sure to come away dazed by the mererepetitiveness of it all: seldomwill he discoveranything new or differentbut only,always moreand moreof thesame. This raisesa numberof difficultquestions bothfor the student of autobiography and thestudent of Afro-American literature.Why should the narratives be so cumulativeand so invariant, so repetitiveand so much alike? Are the slave narrativesclassifiable under some larger grouping (are they history or literatureor autobiographyor polemicalwriting? and what relationshipdo these largergroupings bear to one another?);or do thenarratives represent a mutantdevelopment really different in kind fromany othermode of writingthat might initially seem to relateto themas parent,as sibl- ing,as cousin,or as some otherformal relation? What narrative mode, what mannerof story-telling,do we findin the slave narratives,and what is theplace of memoryboth in thisparticular variety of narrative and in autobiographymore generally? What is therelationship of the slave narrativesto laternarrative modes and laterthematic complexes of Afro-Americanwriting? The questionsare multipleand manifold. I proposeto come at themand to offersome tentativeanswers by first makingsome observationsabout autobiographyand itsspecial nature as a memorial,creative act; thenoutlining some of thecommon themes and nearlyinvariable conventions of slave narratives;and finallyat- temptingto determinethe place of the slave narrative1) in the spec- *Thisessay will appear in The Slave's Narrative,ed. CharlesT. Davis and HenryLouis Gates (New York: OxfordUniv. Press, 1984). 47 trum of autobiographicalwriting, 2) in the historyof American literature,and 3) in themaking of an Afro-Americanliterary tradition. I have arguedelsewhere that there are manydifferent ways thatwe can legitimatelyunderstand the word and the act of autobiography; here,however, I want to restrictmyself to a fairlyconventional and common-senseunderstanding of autobiography.I will not attemptto define autobiographybut merely to describe a certain kind of autobiographicalperformance-not the only kind by any means but the one thatwill allow us to reflectmost clearlyon what goes on in slave narratives.For presentpurposes, then, autobiography may be understoodas a recollective/narrativeact in which the writer,from a certainpoint in his life-the present-, looks back over the events of thatlife and recountsthem in such a way as to show how thatpast historyhas led to thispresent state of being. Exercisingmemory, in orderthat he may recollectand narrate,the autobiographeris not a neutraland passive recorderbut rathera creativeand active shaper. Recollection,or memory,in this way a most creativefaculty, goes backwardso thatnarrative, its twin and counterpart,may go forward: memoryand narrationmove along thesame line onlyin reversedirec- tions.Or as in Heraclitus,the way up and theway down, theway back and theway forward,are one and thesame. When I say thatmemory is immenselycreative I do not mean thatit createsfor itself events that neveroccurred (of coursethis can happentoo, but thatis anothermat- ter). What I mean insteadis that memorycreates the significanceof eventsin discoveringthe pattern into which those events fall. And such a pattern,in the kind of autobiographywhere memory rules, will be a teleologicalone bringingus, in and throughnarration, and as it were by an inevitableprocess, to the end of all past momentswhich is the present.It is in the interplayof past and present,of presentmemory reflectingover past experienceon its way to becomingpresent being, that events are lifted out of time to be resituatednot in mere chronologicalsequence but in patternedsignificance. Paul Ricoeur,in a paper on "Narrativeand Hermeneutics,"makes thepoint in a slightlydifferent way but in a way thatallows us to sort out the place of timeand memoryboth in autobiographyin general and in theAfro-American slave narrativein particular."Poiesis," ac- cordingto Ricoeur'sanalysis, "both reflectsand resolvesthe paradox of time";and he continues:"It reflectsit to the extentthat the act of emplotmentcombines in variousproportions two temporaldimensions, one chronologicaland the othernon-chronological. The firstmay be called the episodic dimension.It characterizesthe storyas made out ofevents. The secondis theconfigurational dimension, thanks to which the plot construessignificant wholes out of scatteredevents."' In autobiographyit is memorythat, in the recollectingand retellingof 48 events,effects "emplotment"; it is memorythat, shaping the past ac- cordingto theconfiguration of thepresent, is responsiblefor "the con- figurationaldimension" that "construes significant wholes out of scat- teredevents." It is forthis reason thatin a classic of autobiographical literaturelike Augustine's Confessions, for example, memory is notonly themode butbecomes the very subject of thewriting. I shouldimagine, however,that any readerof slave narrativesis mostimmediately struck by the almost completedominance of "the episodic dimension,"the nearlytotal lack of any "configurationaldimension," and the virtual absence of any referenceto memoryor any sense thatmemory does anythingbut make the past factsand eventsof slaveryimmediately presentto the writerand his reader. (Thus one oftengets, "I can see even now .... I can stillhear. .. .," etc.) Thereis a verygood reason forthis, but itsbeing a verygood reasondoes not alterthe consequence thatthe slave narrative,with a veryfew exceptions,tends to exhibit a highlyconventional, rigidly fixed form that bears much the same rela- tionshipto autobiographyin a fullsense as paintingby numbersbears to paintingas a creativeact. I say thereis a good reason for this,and thereis: The writerof a slave narrativefinds himself in an irresolvablytight bind as a result of the veryintention and premiseof his narrative,which is to give a pictureof "slaveryas it is." Thus it is thewriter's claim, it mustbe his claim, thathe is not emplotting,he is not fictionalizing,and he is not performingany act of poiesis (=shaping, making).To give a truepic- tureof slaveryas it it reallyis, he mustmaintain that he exercisesa clear-glass,neutral memory that is neithercreative nor faulty-indeed, if it were creativeit would be eo ipso faultyfor "creative"would be understoodby skepticalreaders as a synonymfor "lying."Thus the ex-slavenarrator is debarredfrom use of a memorythat would make anythingof his narrativebeyond or other than the purely,merely episodic,and he is deniedaccess, by thevery nature and intentof his venture,to the configurationaldimension of narrative. Of the kind of memorycentral to the act of autobiographyas I describedit earlier,Ernst Cassirer has written:"Symbolic memory is theprocess by whichman not onlyrepeats his past experiencebut also reconstructsthis experience. Imagination becomes a necessaryelement of truerecollection." In thatword "imagination," however, lies thejoker for an ex-slavewho would writethe narrativeof his life in slavery. Whatwe findAugustine doing in Book X of theConfessions-offering up a disquisitionon memorythat makes both memoryitself and the narrativethat it surroundsfully