With no inhibition, hesitation, in fact with a certain exhibitionistic satisfaction, Seabrook tells his life story (touching only in passing on material covered in his travel books). Quite a life! Early introduction to a strange world by way of a lotus-eating grandmother; an early love for his young mother and a good Freudian hatred for his brother; college, reporting, hobbing, the first world war, marriage (No. 1) to Katie, feature writing in New York where he caroused with the Village Intelligentsia. Arabia -- Haiti -- the Ivory Coast -- and success in his books. Marriage No. 2 -- excessive drinking and the Asylum interlude, recuperation, relapse, and divorce. No reservations in exposing his prevalent unhappiness, his ""twisted desperations"", his sexual abnormalities. Not a book for the squeamish; but for some, good sensationalism.