Three books by Katherine Talbot arrived in the mail today, sent to my daughter by her paternal grandfather. I was confused until I read the enclosed letter, which made me realize that these were books of family lore, books I had only heard of, but had never seen. These are the books which, according to my husband, were written by his cousin when she was only 12 years old. I never really understood why a 12 year old was working for an editor, but I thought maybe unpaid internships in the late 70's in NYC were just the thing for precocious pre-teens.
She was actually 16 when she was working for the editor and signed the contract to produce these books. She had already graduated and been accepted to Harvard, but her parents felt she was too young, so she took a year off and started at 17. The first book was written when she was a freshman, and the second in sophomore and junior years, and the third when she took a year off from university before law school.
I haven't read them, but my understanding is she felt they were formulaic enough that anyone could write them. At least this is part of the story my husband tells, but his details are often not quite correct. In any event, when I do read them as I'm sure I must, I will report back.