Karl Friedrich May…a convicted thief, a pathological liar and a fraud. As an author, his books were said to be stunted in the awkward, stilted prose of the 19th century. Nevertheless, one of his creations influenced a generation of eager German readers, ultimately changing the way humanity viewed the German nation...
May was a drifter and a grifter, seemingly causing trouble for himself in every profession he tried and committing petty theft whenever the opportunity presented itself. May's thieving peccadillos landed him in jail, but continued throughout his life. He was thrown out of school for stealing of all things, candlewax shavings. Later on in life, he lost a teaching position for stealing a pocket watch, and from this incident came incarceration. Karl May never seemed to break this habit.
There was some limited success for May as an author. However, in his fifties, the product of everlasting success came to fruition...a book about the American West, featuring an Indian chief and his White sidekick, a German immigrant to America nicknamed "Old Shatterhand". Called Winnetou after the book's main Indian character, this novel became a resounding success, leading to a whole series surrounding the duo.
Interestingly, May really was not interested in real-life Indians. While working on Winnetou, Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show was touring Germany. He had the opportunity to see the show, and probably meet the actual Native Americans touring with the production. He hid from it, and refused to go. This was probably due to one of the many lies he had spun. Karl May sold everyone on his ability to speak a multitude of Indian languages. He couldn't, and any interaction with the "real deal" would seal his fate and reveal his...un-truths.
Winnetou made the man. The first book was a "hit" in Germany and led to many more volumes, making May the best selling German author of all time. He never dropped the façade, claiming to be a foremost expert on all things Western and Indian. He even envisioned himself as the living epitome of "Old Shatterhand", photographing himself frequently as the character, buckskin garb and all, wearing a bear tooth necklace around his neck to prove he had "been there".