A novelist's candid and affectionate record of her life with the author of "The Magic Island" and "Asylum".

A novelist's candid and affectionate record of her life with the author of "The Magic Island" and "Asylum."

"This dramatic memoir recaptures William Seabrook's experiences during an eight-month stay at a Westchester mental hospital in the early 1930s. Seabrook, who was a renowned journalist, voluntarily committed himself for acute alcoholism. His account offers an honest, self-critical look at addiction and treatment in the days before Alcoholics Anonymous and other modern programs. William Seabrook is most famous for introducing the word Zombie to Western culture"--

The daring and destructive life of the man who popularized the word "zombie" In the early twentieth century, travel writing represented the desire for the expanding bourgeoisie to experience the exotic cultures of the world past their immediate surroundings. Journalist William Buehler Seabrook was emblematic of this trend – participating in voodoo ceremonies, riding camels cross the Sahara desert, communing with cannibals and most notably, popularizing the term “zombie” in the West. A string of his bestselling books show an engaged, sympathetic gentleman hoping to share these strange, hidden delights with the rest of the world. He was willing to go deeper than any outsider had before. But, of course, there was a dark side. Seabrook was a barely functioning alcoholic who was deeply obsessed with bondage and the so-called mystical properties of pain and degradation. His life was a series of traveling highs and drunken lows; climbing on and falling off the wagon again and again. What led the popular and vivid writer to such a sad state? Cartoonist Joe Ollmann spent seven years researching Seabrook’s life, accessing long neglected archives in order to piece together the peripatetic life of a forgotten American writer. Often weaving in Seabrook’s own words and those of his biographers, Ollmann posits Seabrook the believer versus Seabrook the exploiter, and leaves the reader to consider where one ends and the other begins.

When I was a kid, every little girl wanted to be a princess. Nowadays, none of the girls want to be a princess. They all want to be a witch !! Here is how: William Seabrook addresses this book to rational people only. It consists of the candid adventures of a great reporter among living witches in the world today. It is one man's testimony to the existence and the limitations of witchcraft now. It is the low-down on actual sorcery (Black Magic and White Magic too) by one who confesses not merely to have witnessed the stuff, but to have been a practitioner himself, for both good and evil. Although this book may boil and bubble with the dirty doings of modern witches, white and black; the current sorcerers, incantations, human vampires on the Riviera; panther men in Africa and Satanists in Paris; Devil worshipers in New York; werewolves in Washington Square; witchcraft cures and killings dated 1940 in the United States -- take these things how you will, there are observed experiences which remain intractable and there are stories which for fascination and for candor beat anything that you have ever read. Witchcraft is not demonic. It is a specific real and dangerous force, evil when used for evil, mysterious in some of its manifestations, but always analyzable always understandable within the bounds of reason and combatable in consequence like crime snake bite insanity and yellow fever.

A novelist's candid and affectionate record of her life with the author of "The Magic Island" and "Asylum."