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I don't... think so? I think it was always supposed to be like, a collection of vignettes and musings rather than a formal memoir or autobiography? Although completed and published in 1957, he cuts it off at the 1920s.

Slightly separate from the "sketch of an autobiography," it also featured an essay on Pasternak's thoughts about translating Shakespeare, which I found fascinating. (Particularly brain-stick-y is that he said Macbeth reminded him of Crime and Punishment.)