In Chapter 14, David learns about the memorial Mr. Dick is writing. This piece of writing, which Mr. Dick is constantly struggling to write without letting his memory and his literary mind distort facts, is a parody of David Copperfield's own autobiography:
In fact, I found out afterwards that Mr Dick had been for upwards of ten years endeavouring to keep King Charles the First out of the Memorial; but he had been constantly getting into it, and was there now.
Mr. Dick was not alive for the execution of King Charles I, which happened in 1649. Still, he keeps filtering the events of his own life through that historical event. Try as he might to stick to the history for which he was alive, his self-narration somehow always takes him back two centuries.
Mr. Dick takes his work a little too seriously, and he seems a bit ridiculous for not being able to just complete his Memorial. Nonetheless, the narrator has some of the same problems with unreliability. He often talks about his memory getting the best of him and taking him down rabbit holes, and even away from real facts. Like Mr. Dick, he has trouble controlling what his memory and his pen produce together. For instance, in Chapter 43, he describes stepping out of the way for a parade of ghostly memories to go by. At the end of the chapter, he writes,
I have stood aside to see the phantoms of those days go by me. They are gone, and I resume the journey of my story.
An autobiographer ought to be in control of what he writes about his own life, but here he describes getting out of the way so that "the phantoms of those days" can take hold of the narrative without any guidance at all from him. By parodying autobiography with Mr. Dick's Memorial, the narrator sheds light on some of the problems of narrating one's own story, and some of the pitfalls to be avoided. Mr. Dick eventually finds that he can write coherently if he keeps a separate set of pages he can move to when Charles I takes over his pen. This silly solution is also surprisingly effective. Like David surrendering to the parade of "phantoms" so that he might then "resume the journey of my story," Mr. Dick too discovers that sometimes it is best to let his pen have a life of its own for a time.
Given that this novel is the most autobiographical one Dickens himself wrote, the parody also raises questions about what it means to write an autobiography that is explicitly fictionalized. Faulty memory and the craft of the author both threaten the integrity of the account, but only if the reader is most interested in objective reality. If the reader is instead interested in the internal experience of the narrator, an unreliable narrator might be one who sticks too closely to the facts. For example, given Mr. Dick's obsession with Charles I, his Memorial might not truly capture his life if it did not include any material on Charles I.
In Chapter 14, David learns about the memorial Mr. Dick is writing. This piece of writing, which Mr. Dick is constantly struggling to write without letting his memory and his literary mind distort facts, is a parody of David Copperfield's own autobiography:
In fact, I found out afterwards that Mr Dick had been for upwards of ten years endeavouring to keep King Charles the First out of the Memorial; but he had been constantly getting into it, and was there now.
Mr. Dick was not alive for the execution of King Charles I, which happened in 1649. Still, he keeps filtering the events of his own life through that historical event. Try as he might to stick to the history for which he was alive, his self-narration somehow always takes him back two centuries.
Mr. Dick takes his work a little too seriously, and he seems a bit ridiculous for not being able to just complete his Memorial. Nonetheless, the narrator has some of the same problems with unreliability. He often talks about his memory getting the best of him and taking him down rabbit holes, and even away from real facts. Like Mr. Dick, he has trouble controlling what his memory and his pen produce together. For instance, in Chapter 43, he describes stepping out of the way for a parade of ghostly memories to go by. At the end of the chapter, he writes,
I have stood aside to see the phantoms of those days go by me. They are gone, and I resume the journey of my story.
An autobiographer ought to be in control of what he writes about his own life, but here he describes getting out of the way so that "the phantoms of those days" can take hold of the narrative without any guidance at all from him. By parodying autobiography with Mr. Dick's Memorial, the narrator sheds light on some of the problems of narrating one's own story, and some of the pitfalls to be avoided. Mr. Dick eventually finds that he can write coherently if he keeps a separate set of pages he can move to when Charles I takes over his pen. This silly solution is also surprisingly effective. Like David surrendering to the parade of "phantoms" so that he might then "resume the journey of my story," Mr. Dick too discovers that sometimes it is best to let his pen have a life of its own for a time.
Given that this novel is the most autobiographical one Dickens himself wrote, the parody also raises questions about what it means to write an autobiography that is explicitly fictionalized. Faulty memory and the craft of the author both threaten the integrity of the account, but only if the reader is most interested in objective reality. If the reader is instead interested in the internal experience of the narrator, an unreliable narrator might be one who sticks too closely to the facts. For example, given Mr. Dick's obsession with Charles I, his Memorial might not truly capture his life if it did not include any material on Charles I.