Cryptid week! First some history of terminology. Even though it may seem like it should be much older, “cryptid” was suggested by John Wall in 1983 as a catch-all term for the sorts of creatures studied under the umbrella of the pseudoscience cryptozoology, largely to distinguish them from the term “monsters.” For that matter, “cryptozoology” isn’t all that old either. The term was first used by Ralph Thompson to describe plausible but as yet unknown animals in 1941. He did that in a review for the New York Times of a book by Willy Ley, The Lungfish and the Unicorn.
This book, Willy Ley’s Exotic Zoology (1959), is not that book, though it contains most of the material from it, as well as two other previous books (Dragons in Amber and Salamanders and Other Wonders) and also collects some of his essays from Galaxy Science Fiction magazine. Willy was a great science writer, plain-speaking and capable of explaining complex concepts in an accessible way that didn’t downplay or undermine the source material. His rigorous skepticism when dealing with topics like man-eating plants and the Yeti is balanced by a general good humor.
Make no mistake, though, this is not a book about debunking legends, that would be tedious. Rather, it’s an exercise in exploring the edges of zoology and seeing what still remains to be discovered. Quite a lot, actually! My favorite chapter so far (I’ve not read everything yet, alas) remains the first of Ley’s writing I’ve read, “The Island of the Man-Eating Tree.” I favor it in part because I find the hoax of the man-eating tree of Madagascar to be fascinating, but also because we rather quickly leave the tree behind to examine the myth of the Roc and why it probably emerged from the same island (extinct giant flightless birds, their incredibly large eggs and another tree that grows leaves that look suspiciously feather-like). The rest of the book is full of similarly delightful detours.
I wish we had folks like Ley today. It seems to me that cryptozoology has largely been ceded to the kooks and the cranks. I love monster books, but so many of them take cryptids at face value and that means so many of them tell the same stories. If one thing is certain about Ley’s investigations, they were never so predictable as that.

















