John Thomas Edson is an English writer of Westerns.
He was born in 1928.He was obsessed with Westerns from an early age and often "rewrote" cowboy movies that he had seen at the cinema. One thing that always intrigued him was the minutiae—how did the baddie's gun jam? What were the mechanics of cheating at cards? How did Westerners really dress and speak?
His writing was helped to develop by a schoolteacher who encouraged him. Now lives in Leicester, Leicestershire.[citation needed]
During his 20s and 30s, Edson served in His Majesty's Armed Forces for 12 years as a Dog Trainer. Cooped up in barracks for long periods, he devoured books by the great escapist writers (Edgar Rice Burroughs, Robert McCraig, Nelson C. Nye and Edgar Wallace). He also sat through hours of movies starring John Wayne, Randolph Scott, Errol Flynn and his all-time favourite, Audie Murphy.
His first appearance in print was "Hints On Self-Preservation when attacked by a War Dog" in the Osnabrück camp magazine Shufti in 1947. Acquiring a typewriter in the early 1950s and putting it to good use while posted to Hong Kong, by the time of his discharge he had written 10 Westerns, an early version of Bunduki and the first of the short detective-type stories starring Waco.
Upon leaving HM forces, JT won second prize (with Trail Boss) in the Western division of a Literary Competition run by Brown & Watson Ltd, which led to the publication of 46 novels with them, becoming a major earner for the company.
He had the need for supplementary income from time-to-time and also served as a postman, and the proprietor of a fish 'n' chip shop. Furthermore, he branched out as a writer and wrote five series of short stories (Dan Hollick, Dog Handler) for the Victor boys papers, and wrote the "box captions" for comic strips, which instilled discipline and the ability to convey maximum information with minimum words.
His writing career forged ahead when he joined Corgi Books in the late '60s, which gave JT exposure through a major publishing house, as well as the opportunity to branch out from the core Westerns into the Rockabye County, the science-fiction hero Bunduki and other series.
Much as I loved Edson as a young fellow I feel he should not have followed this path. He seems far more comfortable with the West.
Typical Edson elements - cat-fights, detailed obsessive descriptions of weaponry. At times he fixes on a particular weapon and seem unable to drop it. I thought I'd never get away from how a bow works.
The pulp elements of his writing are strong, repetition, description, which I don't mind but the real failing is a certain imbalance in suspension of belief. On the one hand characters appear to be under threat of death, on the other hand you don't think for a second they will die.
Bunduki has been elected warden of a game reserve with people added in as an extra animal. The fact some are being brutally sacrificed seems passe to Edson and indeed to Bunduki who lacks the moral drive of Tarzan. Essentially, it becomes uninteresting to the reader.
The enigmatic 'suppliers' seem to be caricatures of Jose Farmers pals in Riverworld.
It's all basically Tarzan without Burrough's magical gift of storytelling
Hi GoodReads! How've you been? Right, so I know over the years (months) I've complained about a lot of books. "Worst book ever" comes out of my mouth a lot. But I didn't know what I was talking about. I hadn't read Bunduki.
This is a 200-page rambling string of the worst prose ever. It's SO good!
This book was authorized by the Burroughs heirs and features the "adopted" son of Tarzan. It's not horrible but I didn't find it terribly of interest. The writing is fairly workmanlike.