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Джек Лондон (наст. имя и фамилия - Джон Гриффит Лондон, John Griffith London) (1876-1916)

Американский писатель.

Джек Лондон родился 12 января 1876 в Сан-Франциско. После рождения мальчику было дано имя Джон Чейни. Лондон - фамилия отчима, разорившегося фермера: когда Джону Чейни было около восьми месяцев, его мать вышла замуж и у будущего писателя появилось новое имя - Джон Гриффит Лондон.

Первая литературная работа Джека Лондона - очерк "Тайфун у берегов Японии" получил первую премию и был опубликован 12 ноября 1893. Более серьезно заниматься литературой стал в 23 года после возвращения с Аляски: первые северные рассказы были опубликованы в 1899, а уже в 1900 была издана его первая книга - сборник рассказов "Сын волка". "В его короткую 40-летнюю жизнь вместились занятия сельским хозяйством на ранчо в Калифорнии; работа в качестве корреспондента во время русско-японской войны, сан-францисского землетрясения 1906 и мексиканской революции; чтение лекций в Гарвардском (Harvard University) и Йельском (Yale University) университетах; постройка парусной яхты "Снарк" (The Snark) и попытка обогнуть на ней земной шар; несколько тяжелых болезней – от цинги до тропической лихорадки – и две женитьбы." (Англо-русский лингвострановедческий словарь "Американа"). Последние годы жизни страдал от алкоголизма.

Умер Джек Лондон 22 ноября 1916 (покончил жизнь самоубийством) в Глен-Эллен, недалеко от Сан-Франциско.

Джек Лондон является автором более 200 рассказов, около 400 публицистических произведений, 20 романов, 3 пьес. Наиболее известен цикл произведений "Северная Одиссея" (An Odyssey of the North).


London Jack: книги автора

White Fang J. London свободный доступ

Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway. The trees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost, and they seemed to lean towards each other, black and ominous, in the fading light. A vast silence reigned...

The Valley Of The Moon J. London свободный доступ

Twenty feet away, a stout, elderly woman interrupted the girl's persuasions. The elderly woman's back was turned, and the back-loose, bulging, and misshapen--began a convulsive heaving.

The Strength of the Strong J. London свободный доступ

Old Long-Beard paused in his narrative, licked his greasy fingers, and wiped them on his naked sides where his one piece of ragged bearskin failed to cover him. Crouched around him, on their hams, were three young men, his grandsons, Deer-Runner,...

The Sea Wolf J. London свободный доступ

I scarcely know where to begin, though I sometimes facetiously place the cause of it all to Charley Furuseth's credit. He kept a summer cottage in Mill Valley, under the shadow of Mount Tamalpais, and never occupied it except when he loafed through...

The Scab J. London свободный доступ

IN a competitive society, where men struggle with one another for food and shelter, what is more natural than that generosity, when it diminishes the food and shelter of men other than he who is generous, should be held an accursed thing? Wise old...

The Red One J. London свободный доступ

There it was! The abrupt liberation of sound! As he timed it with his watch, Bassett likened it to the trump of an archangel. Walls of cities, he meditated, might well fall down before so vast and compelling a summons. For the thousandth time vainly...

The Night-Born J. London свободный доступ

It was in the old Alta-Inyo Club--a warm night for San Francisco--and through the open windows, hushed and far, came the brawl of the streets. The talk had led on from the Graft Prosecution and the latest signs that the town was to be run wide open,...

The Jacket J. London свободный доступ

All my life I have had an awareness of other times and places. I have been aware of other persons in me.--Oh, and trust me, so have you, my reader that is to be. Read back into your childhood, and this sense of awareness I speak of will be...

The Iron Heel J. London свободный доступ

It cannot be said that the Everhard Manuscript is an important historical document. To the historian it bristles with errors--not errors of fact, but errors of interpretation. Looking back across the seven centuries that have lapsed since Avis...

The Heathen J. London свободный доступ

I MET him first in a hurricane. And though we had been through the hurricane on the same schooner, it was not until the schooner had gone to pieces under us that I first laid eyes on him. Without doubt I had seen him with the rest of the Kanaka crew...

The Faith of Men J. London свободный доступ

I wash my hands of him at the start. I cannot father his tales, nor will I be responsible for them. I make these preliminary reservations, observe, as a guard upon my own integrity. I possess a certain definite position in a small way, also a wife;...

The Call of the Wild J. London свободный доступ

Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide- water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.

Tales of the Fish Patrol J. London свободный доступ

San Francisco Bay is so large that often its storms are more disastrous to ocean-going craft than is the ocean itself in its violent moments. The waters of the bay contain all manner of fish, wherefore its surface is ploughed by the keels of all...

South Sea Tales J. London свободный доступ

Despite the heavy clumsiness of her lines, the Aorai handled easily in the light breeze, and her captain ran her well in before he hove to just outside the suck of the surf. The atoll of Hikueru lay low on the water, a circle of pounded coral sand a...

Moon-Face And Other Stories J. London свободный доступ

John Claverhouse was a moon-faced man. You know the kind, cheek-bones wide apart, chin and forehead melting into the cheeks to complete the perfect round, and the nose, broad and pudgy, equidistant from the circumference, flattened against the very...

Michael, Brother Of Jerry J. London свободный доступ

Very early in my life, possibly because of the insatiable curiosity that was born in me, I came to dislike the performances of trained animals. It was my curiosity that spoiled for me this form of amusement, for I was led to seek behind the...

Martin Eden J. London свободный доступ

The one opened the door with a latch-key and went in, followed by a young fellow who awkwardly removed his cap. He wore rough clothes that smacked of the sea, and he was manifestly out of place in the spacious hall in which he found himself. He did...

Love Of Life J. London свободный доступ

"This out of all will remain - They have lived and have tossed: So much of the game will be gain, Though the gold of the dice has been lost."

John Barleycorn J. London свободный доступ

It all came to me one election day. It was on a warm California afternoon, and I had ridden down into the Valley of the Moon from the ranch to the little village to vote Yes and No to a host of proposed amendments to the Constitution of the State of...

Burning Daylight J. London свободный доступ

It was a quiet night in the Shovel. At the bar, which ranged along one side of the large chinked-log room, leaned half a dozen men, two of whom were discussing the relative merits of spruce-tea and lime-juice as remedies for scurvy. They argued with...

Before Adam J. London свободный доступ

Pictures! Pictures! Pictures! Often, before I learned, did I wonder whence came the multitudes of pictures that thronged my dreams; for they were pictures the like of which I had never seen in real wake-a-day life. They tormented my childhood,...

Adventure J. London свободный доступ

He was a very sick white man. He rode pick-a-back on a woolly- headed, black-skinned savage, the lobes of whose ears had been pierced and stretched until one had torn out, while the other carried a circular block of carved wood three inches in...

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