The Autobiography of Jack the Ripper

Written by James Carnac
Review by Mike Ashworth

A manuscript is found at the bottom of a box of memorabilia belonging to S.G. Beamon (creator of Larry the Lamb). Written by James Carnac, it claims to be the autobiography of Jack the Ripper. When his father kills his mother and then himself, Carnac finds himself living with his uncle, and it is here that his fascination with blood and knives develops, until he finds himself tempted to cut his uncle’s throat, for the only reason that he wishes to indulge his macabre interest. Resisting temptation he moves out to find himself suitable accommodation from where he can indulge his growing craving.

Written in the first person, the author’s voice is compelling and dynamic, with the authentic tone and nuances of a Victorian writer. The sights and smells of Victorian England come alive, and the murders are realistic without being grisly. Is James Carnac the Ripper as he claims? Is he a psychopath, or just a fantasist? Or is the whole story the product of a talented writer who has produced an excellent addition to the genre? Only you, dear reader, can decide. Recommended.