There are times when you just want something light and fluffy and gossipy to read and what could be better, I thought, than the confessions of a ghostwriter. Surely we'd get to hear the dirt dished on people who hid behind someone else's words and some insight into the world of high-money vanity publishing? Well, we get a bit of the latter but unfortunately Andrew Crofts is far too discrete to name any of the names you actually want named. When he does drop a name, it's only to tell us about a time when he nearly got to write somebody's memoir. So, it fails on the gossip front. But it also, and most surprisingly, fails on exactly the front that Crofts warns against with respect to people wanting their stories told. As he says (on page 94) 'anecdotes alone will not hold a reader's attention for 200 or more pages'. Turns out, he's quite right. I gave up at page 158.
If you would like to read a book about an arrogant middle aged man then this is the book for you! After calling people who do a lot of work behind the scenes basically jobsworths, mice murderer and failing to listen to his wife - probably because of his outdated opinions of women. Oh and then not to mention the smug tone of 'I lived in an area of London most of you can't afford' eurghh!! Uninteresting, flat and a slog to get through! Do not recommend! Must have missed the confessions part!
An interesting insight into the life of a ghostwriter. What I really enjoyed about this book was Andrew Croft discussed his personal journey to his chosen craft. The anecodotes and experiences he mentions were fascinating at first, but then they pretty much follow the same theme throughout. Nevertheless, it was a good read for a subject I know very little about.
I would recommend this book to those readers who want a light read and curious about ghostwriting.
I enjoyed reading this but I felt it was less confessions of what he had done & the celebs he had been with and more of just the job in general which is not what I thought it would be especially compared to other confessions books.. Kept losing my grip on the book, didnt really pull me in like others. Interesting read all the less just not what I expected 😊
A quite interesting and entertaining book about the author's experiences as a ghostwriter, which I read because I have just branched out into that area myself. Some of the chapters were very short and ended up in the air, giving the book a somewhat disjointed feel overall.
I cannot say it with better words than the author himself: 'anecdotes alone will not hold a reader's attention for 200 or more pages' -- especially if they also repeat the same few concepts over and over again.
Crofts has written more books than you've had hot dinners but you won't have heard of him. Crofts is a ghostwriter which means he's responsible for all those celebrity autobiographies that their adoring public think they wrote themselves. While not naming all the names, here we get a taste of life as a ghostwriter as Crofts takes us on a humorous journey through his life. I read this for a bit of fluff to compensate for the more serious historical fiction I was reading at the same time and it certainly lived up to that fluffiness.
More snippets and anecdotes than anything, he doesn't dish the dirt on who uses a ghost and who doesn't. Still it has its entertaining moments, particularly when he talks about the super-rich who feel the need for an autobiography and show off by having him ride on their yachts, helicopters, use their spas, inspect their ginormous fountains, etc. Not a bad way to make a living.