Nabokov's first novel is a thinly fictionalized account of his first serious love affair. He then presented it as straight autobiography in one of the chapters of Speak, Memory
, and finally did another, heavily stylized, fictional version in Ada
I wonder if he would have returned to this theme again if he had lived another few years? Also, if the woman in question read any of them? I'm trying to imagine how I'd have experienced it. Would I have been deeply touched? creeped out? taken great pains to make sure my husband didn't read the books? left them lying around so that he was sure to notice them? Never having been stalked by a literary genius, I must say that I'm at a loss.