Despite being put out by a major publisher and met with a flurry of critical acclaim, this book never entered the bestseller lists. Five years after publication it's fair to say that it came and went. However, the author wrote it because he knew it was important.
I'm talking about Lawrence P. Jackson's Chester B. Himes: A Biography, but it could also apply to much of Himes' own bibliography. In that way, Jackson's book (which, to be clear, is a titanic achievement) embodies its subject. Jackson said that he wanted to write the ‘big book’ that Chester deserved — and that's exactly what he did. Clocking in at nearly 500 pages (plus another 100 pages of notes) Jackson has unequivocally delivered the definitive Chester Himes biography.
Jackson begins his biography with Chester's family roots, tracing the lineage of his parents and grandparents through the contours of Reconstruction and the Jim Crow South. Early in life, Chester was riddled by calamity — from watching his brother blinded by a science experiment, to falling down an elevator shaft, to spending ages 19-28 in prison for armed robbery. He found his passion for writing while in prison, getting his start by publishing raw, hardboiled prison stories in magazines like Esquire. This style, supercharged with the rage and despair and macabre humor of living as a Black man in America, is what Chester would employ for most of his career.
In his lifetime, Himes achieved modest late-career success through his Harlem Detective crime novels, starring Black beat detectives Coffin Ed Johnson and Gravedigger Jones. For most of his career, though, Himes struggled. He tussled with publishers and contemporaries alike, including Richard Wright, Ralph Ellison, and James Baldwin (whose seminal Go Tell It on a Mountain Chester derisively called Go Shit on a Mountain).
The book is chock-full of cultural morsels. Chester was in the Harlem Renaissance milieu and spent the back half of his life living in Paris. He rubbed elbows with W.E.B Du Bois, dined with Picasso, met with Malcolm X, and is the reason Simone de Beauvoir's The Second Sex was published (by way of introducing her literary agent to his publisher at the time).
Chester Himes is a severely underrated writer. I've read a lot of his work, and the more I read the more calcified this opinion becomes. I'm deeply grateful to Lawrence P. Jackson for this extraordinary book, and whether or not it leads to greater recognition for Chester Himes, it is an indispensable work that is required reading for Himes enthusiasts.