Non­fic­tion

Twice Born: Find­ing My Father In the Mar­gins of Biography

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By – October 9, 2025

It’s impos­si­ble to know any­one ful­ly. Iron­i­cal­ly, it can be even hard­er when they’re a writer. Despite Justin Kaplan’s pletho­ra of non­fic­tion writ­ing, includ­ing his Pulitzer Prize and Nation­al Book Award-win­ning biog­ra­phy of Mark Twain (Mr. Clemens and Mark Twain), Hes­ter Kaplan doesn’t crack open her father’s work until a year after his death, trac­ing his sto­ry, upbring­ing, and lit­er­ary foot­prints in Twice Born. She’s only mar­gin­al­ly clos­er to the answers she’s seek­ing with­in her love­ly and ten­der memoir/​biography. And that’s the point. 

Kaplan’s child­hood in Cam­bridge is both steeped in the lit­er­ary world and yet closed-off: in their qui­et sub­urb, chil­dren didn’t play in the streets while the res­i­dent writ­ers and artists were at work in their stud­ies. Her moth­er was also a nov­el­ist, and the Kaplans inte­grat­ed them­selves with­in their community’s intel­lec­tu­al hotspot — John Updike and John Irv­ing were invit­ed over for din­ner, Julia Child was one door down, and Kurt Von­negut was admon­ished for smok­ing in their liv­ing room. Despite the revolv­ing door of lit­er­ary titans Justin is exposed to, he eludes zealotry and bows out of elit­ist groups like the Tav­ern Club, Boston’s top social and busi­ness group. Focused on his work, Justin is a mas­ter at choos­ing the right word at the right time, and his cor­re­spon­dence shows this crit­i­cal eye and skill­ful pen. Here’s how he describes decid­ing to take the plunge into writ­ing in a let­ter to a girl­friend: Anoth­er stage of mys­ti­fi­ca­tion has begun… I think I may be approach­ing a point of hon­esty about what I real­ly want to do; and it involves some pain and some fright.”

The child of a writer has much to write about — Hes­ter Kaplan does so with gleam­ing insights into her father’s rhythms. Some­times they are inex­plic­a­ble, like when he bris­tles at being called dad.” When Kaplan breach­es a social con­tract and asks Justin to send her man­u­script to his agent, it’s only years lat­er when an assis­tant calls and says they found it on a shelf; should they throw it out? He signs his own book to Hes­ter so imper­son­al­ly (“To the Stein/​Kaplan fam­i­ly, with love”) it bor­ders on rude­ness. Father and daugh­ter swap writ­ing rarely, and awk­ward­ly. Justin once hur­ries her into a room dur­ing one of their par­ties to dis­cuss one of her short sto­ries, only to admit he promised her moth­er not to dis­cuss it with­out her. My father’s choice every day, except for this brief and foiled moment, not to step, out of fear of upset­ting his mar­riage, into a sharp­er light with his daugh­ter,” Kaplan writes.

At times, Kaplan’s reimag­ined con­ver­sa­tions with her father (espe­cial­ly one where he begins his book, sun falling over his hands”) feel slight­ly over­wrought. Like many authors, she occa­sion­al­ly seems to ide­al­ize the act of writ­ing — although a less cyn­i­cal read­er would cer­tain­ly find the heart in these small doses.

The Mark Twain angle is sort of a red her­ring — Kaplan pulls from Justin’s notes and cor­re­spon­dence as much as she does from his book. And hers is bet­ter for it; what we get is a com­pli­cat­ed por­trait of a hard-work­ing, silent man, a devot­ed father who also walled him­self off every­where but the page. 

Sam Franzi­ni is an edi­tor at The Line of Best Fit and a staff writer at Our Cul­ture Mag and North­ern Trans­mis­sions. His jour­nal­ism has been fea­tured in the Los Ange­les Review of BooksThe Brook­lyn RailHobartSoft Union, and NYLON, and his fic­tion has been pub­lished in Maudlin HouseAfter Din­ner Con­ver­sa­tion, and Cos­mora­ma.

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