Quite a good book indeed.
The blurb on the back is kind of irritating.
Is the narrator so very "egotistical"? More than other people are, if seen objectively??
One feels uncomfortable with his habit of having a mistress in one place and a wife in another, and I feel sympathy for the wife, but if truth were known, could this situation be considered at all unusual? Instead of condemning it/him, maybe it's better to read this book to try to understand how it can come about. [Well, that's my same-old-same-old response to everything: Let me try to understand, instead of feeling....]
Having read one, or possibly two, of his later travel books, where I recall no mention of his relations with women, I was unprepared for this seemingly autobiographical book of his early adulthood and marriage.
The narrator says here that his most important life/self is lived alone, with his writing and his observing of people [whether traveling or not]. This is what he refers to as his 'secret life'. All the socializing with people, relationships,,,, is his other, less important life. The narrator also says he excludes all references to his personal relationships [with women, at any rate], in his travel writing. Which may explain why Pillars of Hercules did not prepare me for Secret History...
Lots of interesting comments in this book, like on what he thinks he needs, is searching for, why,... I felt very clever to notice almost right away that the Indian writer he meets up with in London is actually based on V.S. Naipaul.
"father Furty was the first person to make me feel as though I existed in the world; he made me feel I had a right to live. I was 15 years old, and he treated me as though I were a whole, large, mature person; he listened to me; he gave me compliments and praise." [65]