A century after his death, Samuel L. Clemen’s autobiography is set for publication:

Exactly a century after rumours of his death turned out to be entirely accurate, one of Mark Twain’s dying wishes is at last coming true: an extensive, outspoken and revelatory autobiography which he devoted the last decade of his life to writing is finally going to be published.

The creator of Tom Sawyer, Huckleberry Finn and some of the most frequently misquoted catchphrases in the English language left behind 5,000 unedited pages of memoirs when he died in 1910, together with handwritten notes saying that he did not want them to hit bookshops for at least a century.

That milestone has now been reached, and in November the University of California, Berkeley, where the manuscript is in a vault, will release the first volume of Mark Twain’s autobiography. The eventual trilogy will run to half a million words, and shed new light on the quintessentially American novelist.

The article suggests that many bombshells will be tossed about and that this, perhaps, explains why Twain wanted the publication to be delayed.

Oddly, one of the historians quoted in the piece says, “Most people think Mark Twain was a sort of genteel Victorian.”

They do? I would suggest that only people who have never actually read him think so.