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Jack London, an infinite passion for adventure that drove all his work
THE ABYSMAL BRUTE
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Jack London was the master of the adventure genre. He wrote the same way he lived, with passion, curiosity and exploring the wild side of nature. London represented that literary essence in which the wild became physical and inspiring. Never the adventure genre and books like "White Fang" or "The Sea Wolf" marked so many generations with a unique and unmistakable style. This journalist, activist and adventurer wrote as he lived: always on the edge, with tenacity, united to nature and challenge. It is possible that many do not know the reason why Jack London started writing: for money, to get out of poverty. Thus, with hardly any training, he put all his efforts into two basic tasks while still a teenager: reading and writing. However, it was clear to him that in order to succeed in literature he had to be able to offer something new, something unseen until then. He got an old typewriter that only worked with capital letters and began to travel. He wanted to follow those winds that tasted like adventure, that whispered stories unknown to most people. He wandered through the Orient, went to Alaska, met smugglers and even went to jail. Jack London not only gave us those most classic novels of the adventure genre. This committed writer also spoke to us about social issues of great relevance such as sexual exploitation, alcoholism or mental illness. It was said that inside him, there always lived a wolf hungry for adventure and stories to tell. Unfortunately, that too hasty, passionate and dangerous lifestyle took him out of this world early: he passed away at the age of 40. His adventures and his books In 1892, Jack London joined the California Fish Patrol department of the California Natural Resources Agency. This allowed him to travel by schooner to Japan, see the land and experience the effects of a typhoon first-hand. That first experience left him wanting more. His hunger for adventure would never be satisfied again. Only a year later, he became a member of Kelly's Army, fighting for the social rights of the country's unemployed. He was imprisoned for it, but those months served him to write his first novel: The Road. That little work allowed him to win a literary contest and made him think that it would be good to enrol in the University of California to have a more academic formation. However, economic problems and the "call" of the wild once again prompted him to flee far away, to embark on new adventures. He would travel to Canada, specifically to the Klondike, where the gold rush began. This experience did not bring him any material benefit, he did not find any gold. However, it was the best experience he had, the one that inspired many of his books. Jack London returned home in 1898. From then on, he would have only one goal in mind: to have his stories published. He achieved it with "To the Man On Trail". Later would come "The Overland Monthly," but for both he was offered little more than $10. For "A Thousand Deaths" he got $40. However, his literary breakthrough came when magazines began to publish his travel stories, his experiences and adventures. In 1900, he earned almost 2500 dollars and thanks to this, he could already support his parents and enjoy a good life. His name began to be known worldwide when he turned 26 thanks to “Children of the Frost” (1902) , but his great success would come a year later with "The Call of the Wild" (1903). In it he told the story of a dog who finds his place in the world pulling a sled in the Yukon. Later came "The Sea Wolf" (1904), “The Game” (1905), "White Fang" (1906), “ The Abysmal Brute” (1911), “A Son of the Sun” (1912), “The Valley of the Moon” (1913), “The Mutiny of the Elsinore” (1914), the collections of incredible stories "The Night-Born" (1913) and “The Strength of the Strong” (1914) and "John Barleycorn" (1913), a reflective book detailing his battle with alcohol. In 1915, he would write another essential work, "Hearts of Three", which could be considered his last great adventure book and which would see the light 4 years after his death in 1920. Finally, London cannot be understood without highlighting his work as a social journalist, covering events such as the Russian-Japanese war, the life of the Hawaiian population, social exploitation in the world or the struggle of workers to obtain social rights.
In fact, another essential work of London's that he wrote in the last years of his life and that would see the light posthumously in 1918 is "The Red One," a collection of wonderful stories in which London enters the realm of science fiction. Jack London was married twice and had two daughters. He left an inheritance of 50 books and 200 stories, he gave lectures talking about capitalism, nature, animals... Unfortunately, he could not expand his work because his health did not allow it. He died at the age of 40, because of his problems with alcoholism and kidney problems. Many historians think that he may have taken his own life, as did many of his literary characters. His remains are in the Jack London Historical Park, in California.
The Editor, P.C. 2022
SAM STUBENER ran through his mail carelessly and rapidly. As became a manager of prize-fighters, he was accustomed to a various and bizarre correspondence. Every crank, sport, near sport, and reformer seemed to have ideas to impart to him. From dire threats, such as pushing in the front of his face, from rabbit-foot fetishes to lucky horseshoes, from dinky jerkwater bids to the quarter-of-a-million-dollar offers of irresponsible nobodies, he knew the whole run of the surprise portion of his mail.
In his time having received a razor-strop made from the skin of a lynched Negro, and a finger, withered and sun-dried, cur from the body of a white man found in Death Valley, he was of the opinion that never again would the postman bring him anything that could startle him. But this morning he opened a letter that he read a second time, put away in his pocket, and took out for a third reading. It was postmarked from some unheard-of post office in Siskiyou County, and it ran:
Dear Sam: You don't know me, except my reputation. You come after my time, and I've been out of the game a long time. But take it from me I ain't been asleep. I've followed you, from the time Kal Aufman knocked you out to your last handling of Nat Belson, and I take it you're the niftiest thing in the line of managers that ever came down the pike. I got a proposition for you. I got the greatest unknown that ever happened. This ain't con. It's the straight goods. What do you think of a husky that tips the scales at two hundred and twenty pounds fighting weight, is twenty-two years old, and can hit a kick twice as hard as my best ever? That's him, my boy, Young Pat Glendon, that's the name he'll fight under. I've planned it all out. Now the best thing you can do is hit the first train and come up here. I bred him and trained him. All that I ever had in my head I've hammered into his. And maybe you won't believe it, but he's added to it. He's a born fighter. He's a wonder at time and distance. He just knows to the second and the inch, and he don't need to think about it at all. His six-inch jolt is more the real sleep medicine than the full-arm swing of most geezers. Talk about the hope of the white race. This is him. Come and take a peep. When you was managing Jeffries you was crazy about hunting. Come along and I'll give you some real hunting and fishing that will make your movie picture winnings look like thirty cents. I'll send Young Pat out with you. I ain't able to get around. That's why I'm sending for you. I was going to manage him myself. But it ain't no use. I'm all in and likely to pass out any time. So get a move on. I want you to manage him. There's a fortune in it for both of you, but I want to draw up the contract. Yours truly, PAT GLENDON