Frederick Exley

Writer

  • Born: March 28, 1929
  • Birthplace: Watertown, New York
  • Died: June 17, 1992
  • Place of death: Alexandria Bay, New York

Biography

Frederick Exley was born in Watertown, New York, on March 28, 1929, and died June 17, 1992, in Alexandria Bay, New York. After a brief stay at Hobart College, he received his B.A. in English from the University of Southern California in 1953. He was married and divorced twice, and had a daughter from each brief marriage. His career was remarkably uneventful, but it produced a trilogy of fictional memoirs. A Fan’s Notes, although it sold fewer than ten thousand copies, received critical acclaim when it was published in 1968 and became a kind of cult classic, not unlike J. D. Salinger’s The Catcher in the Rye had a decade earlier. This fictional memoir was nominated for the prestigious National Book Award, won the William Faulkner Award for the best novel of 1968, and received the National Institute of Arts and Letters Rosenthal Award. Exley was also the recipient of a Rockefeller Foundation grant, and the Harper-Saxton and John Guggenheim fellowships.

Exley’s two later books, Pages from a Cold Island (1975) and Last Notes from Home (1988), while they followed the winning formula of A Fan’s Notes, never lived up to their promise. In all three works, Exley memorializes his dissipated life, and writes about his alcoholism, his failed marriages, his periods of hospitalization, attempted suicides, and other self-destructive behavior. In each work he also finds a hero against which to pit himself: Frank Gifford (the New York Giants football star from the 1950’s and 60’s) in A Fan’s Notes; the literary critic Edmund Wilson in Pages from a Cold Island, and his dying brother William in Last Notes from Home. Exley writes with an eloquent style (critics compared him to F. Scott Fitzgerald), and reveals himself with abrasive self-honesty and little self-pity. In the end, his books also add up to a powerful critique of the hopes and excesses of American culture. Finally, his work contains a preoccupation with writing itself, which may explain why Exley has always been considered, at least by American critics, a writer’s writer.