I recently rediscovered my youth. It made me sneeze.
But you know what as an 8, 9, 10 year old it didn't matter to me one iota, I enjoyed reading them, I recall being curled up in bed reading them 'til the wee hours of the morning. A couple of years ago when I moved house I rediscovered one of the old books and, like the author I was a little disappointed by the books, but you know what? I still read the thing cover to cover before going to bed.
So despite the fact that the author despised the books and had little control over the content, he needed the pay cheque, and banged out 21 of the books to get the cash. The only thing that maintained his sanity was the fact that he wasn't allowed to tell anyone that he wrote them.
Anyway, if you enjoyed reading Hardy Boys as a kid you'll enjoy the article linked above.
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