An autobiography from the bestselling creator of Stone Barrington that incorporates the text of Woods’ 1977 sailing memoir, Blue Water, Green Skipper.
Readers hungry for details of how Woods wrote his dozens of novels will come away mostly with a single word: quickly. “I could write almost as fast as I could think,” he notes, adding that since “I had a gift for holding the book in my head,” he saw little need to revise: “I was, and have always been, lightly edited.” Woods spends longer describing his forebears than his childhood and lavishes considerably more detail on his fondness for dining at Elaine’s (one chapter) than on his disastrous third marriage (one paragraph in that chapter). Nor will curious fans learn much about his other marriages, most of the people who mattered most to him—his “best friend,” his second wife’s father, is evoked in a single paragraph noting his death—or his interior life. What they will learn, if they didn’t suspect it already, is how many features of the author’s tales of Stone Barrington are directly transcribed from his life: the coyly described sexual encounters, the love of dining at Elaine’s, the insatiable appetite for acquiring high-end toys (two Porsches, three airplanes, an upgraded room aboard the QE2 and dwellings in Key West, Santa Fe, Maine, Connecticut, England, and, most entertainingly, New York). The best thing here is the embedded reprinting of Blue Water, Green Skipper, which describes the author’s determination to enter a race of sailboats crossing the Atlantic, a journey he made alone and successfully. This sharply written segment, which occupies more than half the pages of the memoir, is marked by a conflict-driven story whose narrator repeatedly surmounts discouraging obstacles in pursuit of a quixotic dream. After that, it’s back to stories about Woods’ dogs, work in advertising, and wildly successful career as a novelist.
Chatty, anecdotal, guilelessly immodest, and utterly unrevealing.