The author is dead. Martin Booth, who has died aged 59 after an 18-month struggle with cancer, was a novelist, a travel and children's writer, and a poet. Asking close friends to pray for him, drink to him or just think about him at a prescribed hour in the evening, he outlived his doctors' most optimistic predictions by many months, only relinquishing rigorous daily work schedules in the last few weeks of his life.
The spirit, and the dedication to winning, were characteristic of him. But somehow he found time for travel, voluminous correspondence (no letter went unanswered) and hospitality in a succession of homes which he and his wife Helen stamped with what he smiled to hear described as their "team personality".
This involved a combination of comfort, immaculate order and efficiency, and interior decoration reflecting his background and diverse interests. There was the formidable library of poetry, fiction and travel, but also his jade collection, the snakeskin, the hippo tusk, the hinge (or brace) from the ruined 13th-century church door.
Booth was born in Lancashire, and started school there; his mother was born Pankhurst, and was distantly connected to the suffragette sisters. His father was posted to Hong Kong with the colonial civil service when the boy was seven, and went on to Kenya before returning to Hong Kong. Booth's education was thus mainly abroad, pitching him into places and happenings which were to serve him well in his later writing.
His early jobs included experience as a clerk, a navvy and a long-distance lorry driver - put to later use in an early novel, The Carrier. He then trained as a teacher at Trent Park College of Education, where he counted Patrick Anderson among his tutors, and began to write poetry. Among his mentors were the anthologist and educationalist Robert Druce, and the poet Edmund Blunden, through whom he met Siegfried Sassoon.
In the late 1960s, Booth began to publish verse and produce booklets for small presses like Poet And Printer, Keepsake and Poet's Yearbook. He admired the fierce treatment of nature in Ted Hughes, and the expansive lyricism of Americans like Robert Bly and Galway Kinnell. George Macbeth broadcast his poems on Radio 3, and detected also a "macabre energy" deriving from the influence of eastern European poetry in translation - he made subsequent trips to Romania and the Soviet Union.
Simultaneously, Booth was bringing out a wide range of finely printed pamphlets by poets of all generations through his own Sceptre Press, and living by teaching in secondary schools in Surrey, Northamptonshire, Bedfordshire and Somerset.
The best of the early poetry had been collected in The Crying Embers (Fuller D'Arch Smith), published in 1971, the year in which he won a Gregory award from the Society of Authors, joining a 20-year list that included Geoffrey Hill and Seamus Heaney.
But recognition from major publisher was not to come, and he turned to prose; fiction primarily, but, in the end, anything that allowed him to indulge and to extend, with energy and enjoyment, interests developed in childhood and early manhood abroad. These included exploration and conservation, as in Carpet Sahib (1986), his biography of Jim Corbett, protector of the Indian tiger, Opium: A History (1996), The Doctor, The Detective And Arthur Conan Doyle (1997), on that writer's odder preoccupations, and A Magick Life (2000), about the weird phenomenon of Aleister Crowley, 1920s poet and devil-worshipper.
One of Booth's Who's Who recreations was "big-game tracking", and he was a robust raconteur on that topic. But he was decisively on the side of the conservationists, despising cruelty and the exploitation of wildlife; his scripts for BBC TV's Wildlife On One left little doubt of that. In these enterprises, Helen was a tireless amanuensis and researcher, though she drew the line at some of the more strenuous travels.
Altogether Booth published 13 novels (including two he disowned, but excluding five works of fiction for children). Many are tales of conspiracy, action and danger with a political twist, like The Humble Disciple (1992), set in the Soviet Union, or the later Russian novel, Industry Of Souls (1998), which made the Booker shortlist. The latter - and the same is true of several other novels - features a favourite Booth character-type, the westerner isolated in a foreign place. But then his first real success, in 1985, had been Hiroshima Joe, based on the life of a real down-and-out Briton who had survived the Nagasaki atomic raid.
Booth's fiction continues and reinvigorates a tradition - Buchanesque might be the word if the settings, values and dates were not so different - of well-made, well-documented storytelling in which the detail is grippingly authentic: take the small arms in A Very Private Gentleman (1991), or the pre-first world war railway compartments in the last novel, Islands Of Silence (2002). These novels can be read to find out things, as well as enjoy the pace, prose and brisk intelligence.
He is survived by his wife, son and daughter.
· Martin Booth, writer, born September 7 1944; died February 12 2004
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