Invisible Ink: Reaching Late Heights



Reporting was once a brilliant training ground for becoming a novelist, and a very common one. (Where will the next generation of writers come from now that we mostly have content recyclers, I wonder?) But here’s proof once again that writing is a career in which, rather like music composition, you can enjoy late success.

Lionel Davidson was a Yorkshireman who spent years as a freelance reporter, and is one of those authors who used to turn up a lot on the racks of secondhand bookshops, in colourful little editions that fit a pocket. His versatile, pacy novels propelled him into the forefront of thriller writing.

Although they are now back in print, mentioning his name to younger readers produces blank looks. Let’s put that right; he’s a terrific writer. His first novel, ‘The Night Of Wenceslas’, concerns a young spendthrift forced into a spying trip to Prague during the Cold War, in order to retain his beloved car, used as a stake against his debts. Our anti-hero manages to get beaten up before flushing the information down the toilet, and falls deep into a trap of his own making. It’s a typical Davidson ploy, to graft a sympathetic character into an increasingly elaborate plot.

His second novel, ‘The Rose Of Tibet’, had something of Henry Rider Haggard about it, and was a genuine adventure that won the admiration of Graham Greene and Daphne Du Murier. This tale of a quest for treasure from India to Tibet should, by rights, have been a Harrison Ford film.

I first discovered Davidson in ‘Smith’s Gazelle’, and being of an impressionable age, was moved to tears. It’s a fable concerning a small Jewish boy and a wizened old Arab who join forces during the Six Day War to save the titular gazelle (the last of its species) from extinction. The story has a wonderful timelessness and a compelling message of unity.

‘The Chelsea Murders’ won Davidson the Gold Dagger Award for best thriller. It presents a chillingly disguised murderer and a raft of memorably louche Chelsea characters, although the plot favours method over motive a little too much. It also poses a common problem with books from the 1970s; a lack of political correctness that simply reflected the attitudes of the time, which is no direct fault of the author’s.

Then there was a huge gap, and it seemed he had stopped writing. Davidson’s late-arriving thriller, ‘Kolymsky Heights’ (1994), has a terrific premise. The hero is a Canadian-Indian with a linguistic talent that allows him to infiltrate one of the most forbidding places on earth, a secret laboratory buried deep in the permafrost of Siberia. The question is not just whether he’ll succeed in his mission, but how he’ll ever get out.

As usual, the style and pacing of the story is superb. When it was rereleased without fanfare it became a bestseller, driven by public appreciation. It would make a terrific film.

4 comments on “Invisible Ink: Reaching Late Heights”

  1. Steve says:

    Many TV writers of the 60s and 70s also started as reporters. The comparison with today is really telling, because although they didn’t have the storylining and development expertise that modern tv has, they also knew a lot more about the ‘real world’ and this is really visible.
    A bit like modern music where the production techniques became so sophisticated, with a different person for every element, but the same boring chord sequences get used over and over and melodic creativity is almost forgotten.
    The Chrlsea Murders was adapted for TV by Jonathan Hales by the way, who later went on to work on the Star Wars franchise.

  2. Steve says:

    Ps and Jonathan Hales wrote the episode of the tv series Manhunt which was 50 minutes with only 2 lines of dialogue in the whole thing. Very interesting idea, doesnt 100% work, but worth seeing.

  3. John says:

    ROSE OF TIBET is a classic of genre fiction. Davidson blends so many different categories in his complex plot that it defies pigeon-holing though it may share elements with recognizable adventure fiction writers like Haggard and Talbot Mundy. It’s one of the handful of books I always recommend to any reader with eclectic tastes looking for a unique book with an unusually imaginative touch as well as arresting storytelling. I’ll have to track down a copy of Kolymsky Heights. It sounds is if it’s on an equal standing.

  4. Wayne Mook says:

    Cheers admin, more to the read pile,

    It’s non fiction but Ghost Cities of China by Wade Shepard is an excellent book, gives a wonder look on the urbanisation of China. The building of cities for the population and how they vitalise them is extraordinary. Cities waiting to be filled not emptied like the rust belt.


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