ABSTRACT
From the outset of his career as a writer, Beckett has chosen not to write about his work. As scores of eager scholars and journalists have discovered to their dismay, he has also chosen not to talk about his work, deflecting questions sometimes with humour, other times with annoyance. As he asserted in a letter to Alan Schneider concerning curiosity surrounding Endgame: ―I feel the only line is to refuse to be involved in exegesis of any kind. And to insist on the extreme simplicity of dramatic situation and issue. If that’s not enough for them, and it obviously isn’t, it’s plenty for us, and we have no elucidations to offer of mysteries that are all of their making.’
