There was a time, when
I was a wee tacker, that I thought a ghostwriter was someone who... well...
wrote ghost stories. Or was a ghost who wrote. Now I am older and wiser. Now I
understand that a ghostwriter is the invisible (and scary?) figure that stands
behind the purported author of a book. Because, you see, that great writer
Elmer Dudd, who is there in the bookstore signing copies of his latest tome,
didn’t actually write it. He can, in fact, barely sign his name. (What we don’t
realise is that there is ghostsigner under the table doing it for him.)
I was thinking of
making another late-life career change. I thought I might become a great
painter (the artist type, not the home-decorator type). I’ll just hire a
ghostpainter and, before long, everyone will know me as the great artist I’m
not.
I have no problem if
our friend Elmer Dudd wants to write his autobiography, but realises he’s not
that great with wuds wirds... er, words. That’s fine: My Life as a Dudd (as told to...) works
for me. But for Elmer to pretend he wrote it... Is it just me, or is that not a
tad dishonest?
Then there are the ‘brand’
names. Hmmm, is this a genuine Tom Clancy novel, or should we attribute it to
the ‘school’ of Tom Clancy? If I actually read Tom Clancy novels I might feel a
little cheated to find out that Hermione Berkrumpah actually wrote the latest ‘Tom
Clancy’ novel I just downloaded to my Kindle. Nothing at all against Ms
Berkrumpah. No doubt she is an outstanding author in her own right.
At least Virginia
Andrews has been dead long enough for most of us to have cottoned on to the
fact that many of the books with her name blazoned across the top were not
actually written by her. Or is she a real
ghostwriter?
Next week I thought I
might become a brain surgeon... or an astronaut.
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