Recommends it for:
writers, libertarians, students of the first half of the twentieth century
Jack Woodford, the pen name of Josiah Pitts Woolfolk, is known today, to the extent he is known at all, as the author of how-to-write-fiction books. He has largely been forgotten, but I believe his books, along with Dwight V. Swain's
Techniques of the Selling Writer
, are the best fictioneer texts to be found.
In his heyday, Woodford's how-to-do-it tomes were well regarded by writers, but he was also known as a popular author of novels, short stories, and films. His preferred topic was sex, but th
Jack Woodford, the pen name of Josiah Pitts Woolfolk, is known today, to the extent he is known at all, as the author of how-to-write-fiction books. He has largely been forgotten, but I believe his books, along with Dwight V. Swain's
Techniques of the Selling Writer
, are the best fictioneer texts to be found.
In his heyday, Woodford's how-to-do-it tomes were well regarded by writers, but he was also known as a popular author of novels, short stories, and films. His preferred topic was sex, but that description is misleading to modern readers. I've never read any of his fiction, but internet sources inform me that it would be considered mild by today's standards.
Wikipedia says that Woodford lived from 1894–1971. He wrote his autobiography in 1960 or 1961. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. I broke out laughing several times. It also served to remind me that the history we absorb through fiction, whether written or video, is not the history that was actually lived. Our modern supposed vices, for instance, including heroin and video pornography, have been around since the 1800s.
Many other trends have been going on longer than most of us realize as well. Periodical circulation didn't start its decline since the invention of the internet. It started around World War Two.
The slow strangulation of American freedom that alarms some of us today began back in the 1910s or earlier. We have since managed to loosen some strictures, but other have tightened.
Woodford didn't call them Cultural Marxists--he called them Fabian Communists--but he took note of the Long March through the institutions back in 1960, and the technique of playing small factions against the center is a old political technique.
None of our current political issues are new. The Left's ascendancy in the media, including book publishing, goes back generations. Likewise the debates over immigration, drugs, race, imperialism, isolationism, prostitution, censorship and the rights of women. Woodford reminded me that none of this is original to the twenty-first century.
Woodford also personally knew, or at least met, several important persons of the first half of the 1900s: William Randolph Hearst, Ben Hecht, H. L. Mencken, Winston Churchill, Sinclair Lewis, etc. I checked his recollections against Wikipedia, and they appear to match within the limits of idiosyncratic opinion. Thus, Woodford's autobiography is a useful resource for students of that era.
On the other hand, he wasn't a fact checker. As I read I looked up the persons he mentioned, and the implied ages and dates simply do not add up. Take Woodford's recollections as a gist of the way things were, but realize they are not at all precise.
As a man, Woodford was a colorful character, and he clearly was observant and intelligent. His writing is witty, biting, and insightful. I enjoyed the time I spent with him.
The book also has parts that make me wonder. Woodford's beloved grandmother, who he lived with through his childhood and adolescence, was a Christian Science practitioner. He claims that she genuinely healed persons. He implies that her faith the he wouldn't get sick during his childhood prevented him from getting sick. He doesn't attempt to explain it. He leaves is as a believe-it-or-not assertion.
He also makes questionable pronouncements about female sexuality, pornography, male homosexuality, the causes of mental illness, and so on. This book will enrage the easily offended among the politically correct. I'm neither, so I found it all entertaining.
My edition of the the book is an electronic copy I purchased from Amazon. The publisher clearly scanned a hard copy without proofreading the results, and the book is filled with misspellings, missing punctuation, and incorrect wording. I frequently had to puzzle out what had been originally written. For the price they are charging, the publisher ought to be ashamed.
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“Louella remarked that when foreign nations had intercourse with this country they knew they had been intercoursed.”
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“As though she were asking me where some sort of unusual wine could be obtained, she inquired fretfully and worriedly: 'Jack, have you any idea where I could find some presentable loose women?' I had no idea where she could find anything else. At last a lifetime ambition of mine to become a pimp was satisfied.”
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