This is a gem of a book. She was a publishing legend lost to recent history.
Judith Krantz was one of the founding mothers of the chic lit genre. Scruples was very much Dynasty-esque and confessions of a shopaholic. There could be some arguments that this was the first mainstream novel to talk about the fashion industry, drawing the same interest as people later had with The Devil Wears Prada.
What's even more interesting about her is, while she was known for books about fashion, high society, and conflicts with men, Scruples, its sequels, and one or two other books were the only of her work body that could be categorized as glitzy lit.
In reality, her masterwork was here multi-generational family sagas; Mistral's Daugther, Till We Meet Again, Princess Daisey, and I'll Take Manhattan. I was amazed, when she said Mistral's Daugther was her best work. I thought so, too. It is an amazing book!
Judith grew up affluent, in NYC. Her parents were interesting. A cold, womanizer father, who, while she didn't say so, I believe she worked into side flings, in her fiction. He mother was a working woman who didn't care to parent much. She was cold, image obsessed, and repressed.
Judith had a childhood with the usual kid conflicts. She was an insecure teen. She actually never really had much of a career, before becoming a novelist. I don't mean to be insulting. She was hard working. After graduating college, her parents took her on a trip to Europe. She stayed in Paris, and was subsidized by her parents for a long time! She had jobs, but none of them were a major career.
There was one story about how complicated her relationship with her parents. They wanted her to return home from Paris. She had a fling with an officer who was gay, and in the closet. Judith said she could've blackmailed her parents into giving her more money to keep living in France by threatening to marry the closeted guy. But she was such an obedient girl, she returned home. What?
She moved back to New York. She gets some grounding in the magazine industry, but was never a star in the field. Eventually, she married Steve Krantz, and enjoyed time as a mother. It seems her husband encouraged her to pursue a career as a writer. He had the connections. He thought, by then, Judith had enough stories from her life she needed to tell.
Judith writes the book, to get him off her back. She falls in love with her work, and gets it published.
The last part of the memoir is devoted to her rising career. I LOVED this part. Judith does what I wish a lot more books by career successful people did. She talks about the early momentum of her career, and hustling to get publicity. I appreciated this. Often, too many books dive into the early years, then skip to the peak of fame. There isn't enough account of what it's like to get the first taste of fame, and push it to new heights, with sweat and tears.
Judith wrote about this time, in great detail. It's the best behind-the-curtain process of becoming a glamorous writer I've seen. Aspiring writers forget, in her time, many cities had their own, local talk shows, including Cincinnati and Minneapolis. The goal was to get interest in buying the book, among the local population. Eventually, there would be enough sales to get on the NYT bestseller list. Book tours, at her time, were as important as concert tickets. This happened. Judith was connections, from her husband. But she still had to make a name for herself, to be able to secure the movie rights, and subsequent books.
She worked in PR, for most of her adult life. She said a huge point in her books was to show how hard it was to seem so flawless. I was so happy she was willing to subject herself to this treatment. I didn't take her talk about her speaking gigs, events, and famous people she met and bragging. She put it in the context of how important it was for her name to cirruclate to keep sales up.
Also, what was funny, she was always a bad speller and couldn't spell Manhattan, where she grew up.