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Campus Hellcat – David Challon aka Robert Silverberg (Bedside Books #973, 1960)

Posted in crime noir, Don Elliott, Loren Beauchamp, pulp fiction, Robert Silverberg, Vintage Sleaze Paperbacks with tags , , on June 21, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

This is the last of the David Challon books Robert Silverberg did for Bedstand. The others:

Suburban Sin Club (#803, also The Wife Traders by Loren Beauchamp)

Campus Love Club (#808, also Campus Sex Club by Loren Beauchamp, and plagarized as Slaves to Sin by S.N. Burton).

French Sin Port (#820, also Rouge of the Riviera by Don Elliott)

Thirst for Love (#802, also Wayward Wife by Loren Beauchamp and Free Sample by Loren Beauchamp)

Suburban Affair (#961), unknown if ever reprinted/pirated.

Like Illicit Affair by Mark Ryan, this is a short story collection, mainly culled from men’s digests and pulps like Trapped and Manhunt, etc.

The cover states “eleven short novels and stories.”  There are no short novels in the 186 page book.  The title story is a 3,000-word tale about men dating the campus slut; most of the other stories have a crime element with twist endings, but they’re not as good as the stories in Illicit Affair. Many of the male protagonists have to deal with the aftermath of a mistress — in “Hit and Run,” a man married to a rich woman (with shades of Loren Beauchamp’s Love Nest) kills his pregnant mistress, but he’s being set up by his wife and their financial adviser; “One Girl Too Many” and “Clinging Vine” deal with females scorned by cheating men; “Spoiled Brat” is about what a rich girl with a sports car does to her rapists.  “Jailbait” is about a con sex game, later expanded in Don Elliott’s Flesh Pawns.

One must remember that Silverberg was spinning these formula yarns for a quick buck, much like all the books.

It’s not that bad a read, but if you’re looking for early Silverberg non-SF short stories, I would recommend Illicit Affair.

The World Inside – Robert Silverberg (Doubleday, 1971/Signet, 1972)

Posted in Robert Silverberg, Vintage Sleaze Paperbacks with tags , , , , , , on June 19, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

I’m taking a look at Silverberg’s A World Inside on this blog as a post-Don Elliott work, and a work with sexuality as a strong theme.

Some critics call this a short collection, and the seven chapters appeared as stand-alone stories in Galaxy Magazine and Harry Harrison’s Nova 1.  The same characters pop up in various chapters, and each main character per chapter/story has his/her own crises of social docorum.

A work from SF’s “New Wave,” The World Inside is also sociological science-fiction — it deals with possibilities of how human beings will live together in the future, create new laws and mores, symbolic interaction, new forms of religions (based on old forms), and theories of urban living.  In fact, the first chapter, a “sciocomputator” from Venus comes to earth to study human interaction and social customs in the “urbmons” — or urban monads, 1000 story-high buildings, vertical cities that can house up to 800,000 people each.  The “vertical theory” is that population expansion is not an issue if people live in dwellings going up, rather than taking space on land, land which can then be used for agricultural purposes to feed the 60 billion people on earth.  The urbmons make the World Trade Center look like an ant hill…

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Strange Are the Ways of Love – Lesley Evans aka Lawrence Block (Crest Book #s336, 1959)

Posted in Lawrence Block, lesbian pulp fiction, pulp fiction, Vintage Sleaze Paperbacks with tags , , on June 19, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

Lawrence Block talks about this book in one of his writing tomes, how at age 19 he studied the numerous paperback lesbian novels on the market and wrote this one for experience and a paycheck. (The same year he published his first Midwood, Carla, coming up next.)

Strange Are the Ways of Love opens, and is almost similar to, 69 Barrow Street.  Jan, a graduate of Indiana University, comes to Greenwich Village for a summer stay at he aunt’s apartment on 54 Barrow Street.  She has secret lesbian yearnings, and has had some experiences, but feels tormented about it in mid–West America…she figures if she goes to the Village where gays are accepted, she might meet the woman of her dreams.

Instead she meets Mike, a singer/songwriter who sweeps her off her feet, confusing her with bi-sexual feelings, and through Mike she meets Laura, a gay woman who sweeps her off her feet, and thus we have the drama we see on the cover art.

This one is better than many of the very early Andrew Shaws that Block did for Nightstand, maybe because there was a solid market he wanted to crack rather than producing manuscripts fast.  It’s not an amazing story, and has a patent happy ending with Jan eschewing her gay feelings and running into Mike’s arms forever, as the market needs necessitated.

He only used the Lesley Evans pen name once — “Lesley” being a pun on lesbian.  His main female pen name would later be Jill Emerson.

The Sadist – Andrew Shaw aka Lawrence Block (Nightstand #1629, 1962)

Posted in Andrew Shaw, crime noir, Lawrence Block, Nightstand Books, noir fiction, pulp fiction, Vintage Sleaze Paperbacks on June 17, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

Block wrote, as far as I know, two Corniths featuring ice man Jack Garth, The Sadist and Passion Madman as Andrew Shole (though seems that one was penned by William Coons).  In his essay “The First Andrew Shaw,” Lynn Munroe writes about The Sadist:

Sadistic hit man Jack Garth comes to Albany to kill an entire family, which he proceeds to do with methodical terror. In one chilling, unforgettable scene, he chops up the mom with an ax while forcing her daughter to watch. This one lives up to its title and took readers into a dark night of the soul quite removed from the usual sex and fun of the Nightstand books. “I realized when I read The Sadist that Larry Block was creating a whole new direction in these books,” Bill Coons told me. “Instead of being the villain, this insane sadistic killer was the main character.” Jim Thompson, of course, had already written The Killer Inside Me, but Lou Ford is a pussycat compared to mad Jack Garth. The cold, bleak, amoral world of The Sadist takes us further, disgusting and compelling us with a morbid fascination. Our “hero” is a serial killer. “Block was ahead of his time,” Coons says. Coons’ sequel, Passion Madman (LB603), was published in 1963. Clue: one character lives in the Kallett Building. Many Nightstands are tame by today’s standards. This one is strictly Adults Only.

In his introduction to the reprint of Cinderella Sims, Block notes that sometimes he’d start a book for Gold Medal that would wind up being a Nightstand, and vice-versa. I believe this may have been the case with this novel, as it reads like it was targeted for a Gold Medal audience and perhaps the publisher rejected it on the grounds of too much graphic violence, and having a protagonist we neither care nor root for.

How can we have sympathy for Jack Garth?  He’s a cold-blooded murderer and gets off on the kill — ahead of his time, indeed, as this type of “psychological horror” fiction with the bad guy as main character was popular in the 1980s.  Garth has no redeeming qualities like, say, Block’s later criminal hitmen or burglars.

Overall it’s an okay book, not one of Block’s best.  There are some usual early Block elements: the hipster beatniks, orgies, over-sexed teen girls.  I give it a B-minus.

The Sins of the Fathers – Lawrence Block (Dell Books, 1976)

Posted in crime noir, Lawrence Block, noir fiction, pulp fiction, Vintage Sleaze Paperbacks with tags on June 16, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

Saw Eight Million Ways to Die the other night on cable, uncut, with a young Jeff Bridges playing Matthew Scudder.  Of course, the movie was unlike the novel, recasting Scudder as an ex-Los Angeles sheriff’s detective, making the title reference to a New York talk radio program, completely inane and meaningless.  Well, Oliver Stone wrote the screenplay, so…

Thought I’d go back to the first Scudder novel here, The Sins of the Fathers,  just a decade away from Block’s sleaze paperback career as Sheldon Lord, Jill Emerson, Andrew Shaw, etc. (tho he did do some 70s books as Emerson).  It’s not as griopping as later Scudder books, but does have some early Block elements with Greenwich Village life, hipsters, drugs and sex.  Scudder is a non-licensed “private eye” who handles people’s problems now and then. He’s hired to find out what really happened to a man’s daughter, who seemed to have gone on a violent rampage while on bad drugs, but thinks she was set up.

Mostly Scudder goes from one person to another, asking a lot of questions and acting cool and droll in that noir way.

An interesting book to read in the evolution of a great genre writer.

Recommended: Lusting for Nymphets by Dr. Garth Mundinger-Klow

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on June 16, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

From Olympia Press.


It’s one of society’s most taboo subjects, along with incest: when adult men lust for, and seduce, young girls who are not of legal age. But it happens, and it happens a lot, as the following case histories attest. Some call these young girls “jailbait.” Another term is “nymphet.”

In Dr. Garth Mundinger-Klow’s most controversial socio-sexual study to date, seven men confess to their experiences with nymphets, lusting for and seducing girls from the ages of 10-17. These men introduce and instruct, and sometimes learn a new thing or two from their tender young lovers. Needless to say, no kink is left unexplored!

These case studies are not for the politically correct, and expose man’s


Orrie Hitt Double Feature!

Posted in crime noir, noir fiction, Orrie Hitt, pulp fiction, Vintage Sleaze Paperbacks on June 15, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

Black Mask Books has issued an Orrie Hitt Double Feature: I’ll Call Every Monday and Ladies Man, both novels with Nicky Weaver as protagonist. Ladies Man picks up a few years after the action in Monday.

Get it here!

Registered Nympho – Don Elliott aka Robert Silverberg (Companion Book #524, 1967)

Posted in Don Elliott, Loren Beauchamp, Midbook Books, pulp fiction, Robert Silverberg, Vintage Sleaze Paperbacks with tags , , , on June 11, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

A great cover but a disappointment in that this is not an original Elliott but a slightly revised version of Loren Beauchamp’s Nurse Carolyn.  Character names are slightly or completely changed — Carolyn White becomes Evelyn White, her doctor boyfriend Dick Evans becomes Joe Bevans, and instead of calling her “honey” in 1960, he calls her “baby” in 1967.  The dirty old rich man she works for, Cornelius Baird becomes Conrad Folsom.

There are other slight line changes, and excess chapter fodder is cut now and then, but really the same book.  The question is: why?

Silverberg did revise some of his Bedstand books from 1959-60 for Midwood (e.g., Thirst for Love becoming Wayward Wife), books he didn’t get paid for, and later, when William Hamling bought Nightstand, those former Challon/Ryan books were reprinted as Don Elliott books.  By 1967, Midwood had to sell off some of its old stock for a debt, so maybe the rights on Nurse Carolyn went to Cornith…Companion Books was yet another one of many Hamling imprints when his company was based in San Diego.

Who knows.

Who cares.

Registered Nympho (although the character is hardly a “nympho”)  is a collectible item, but not a new read, not here at least. If you have not read Nurse Carolyn, this this will be a fun new read.

Mistress of Sin – Don Elliott aka Robert Silverberg (Nightstand Book #1537, 1962)

Posted in Don Elliott, Nightstand Books, pulp fiction, Robert Silverberg, Vintage Sleaze Paperbacks with tags , , , , on June 6, 2010 by vintagesleazepaperbacks

Like Lust Queen, Elliott/Silverberg takes on the shallow world of Hollywood, Beverly Hills, filmmaking and the pursuit of stardom, and what women will do (or some women) to obtain fame.

Working now and then in Tinsel Town, this one hit some familiar notes with me.

Kevin Lyle, 38, is “story editor” for movie mogul Leo Naumann, an Erich von Stromm-like European filmmaker now Hollywood blockbuster maker.  Lyle used to be a freelance scriptwriter, but makes better money finding properties for his boss — he reads tons of books, recommends which ones to option, and wields large sums of money to get the rights…in this case $300,000 for a novel on Africa, which was three million bucks in 1962 money.

The novel opens with Lyle driving around and giving a woman a ride at Wilshire and La Cienega Boulevards (near the tar pits).  The woman is 22-year-old Lorayne Winnant, aspiring actress, working as a stripper for the moment.  Lyle is in the middle of a heated divorce and custody b battle for his two kids, his lawyer has told him to keep his nose clean, but he simply cannot resist getting Loryane into bed and doing what men and women do, especially after he sees her strip act and gets in a fist fight with a drunk ex-boyfriend of hers.

She has a penchant for the rough stuff:

Pain and sex seemed all mixed up in this girl’s mind.  She was savage. She enjoyed inflicting hurt during the act of love, and she enjoyed being hurt.  For her sex wasn’t simply a stately gavotte with prescribed rules, as it was for a lot of women. It was a knock-down drag-out orgiastic revel, with no holds barred. (p. 69)

Lyle thinks shes the kind of woman his boss will like. He already has a young actress, Audrey, living with him, whom he has promised a great part in his next movie set in Africa. But once he gets a gander of Lorayne, and gets her in bed, he dumps Audrey, asks Lorayne to move in, and offers her the part.  Lorayne jumps for it, grateful to Lyle for the connection.

Audrey, however, does not take this well, and shows up at the hotel room Lyle is staying, drunk, accusing him of ruining her life.  She then jumps off the balcony of his fifth-story room, landing with a splat.

This is not good for Lyle — not for his job, not for his divorce and custody battle.

People seem to commit a lot of suicides in Silverberg’s novels, both erotica and science-fiction (see Thorns).

Silverberg’s send up of how books are optioned and made into movies is right on the, uh, money:

“That was New York,” he [Naumann] said. “The publishers. They’ve just clinched a paperback reprint deal for the book, and they wanted to know when the movie was going to be released. I told them next March at the latest and they blew their stacks.  The paperback people want to put their edition out the day the movie opens. And the hardcover boys figured they had at least fifteen months to peddle their edition first.  Now they’ve only got six or seven.” Naumann spat. “The hell with them. Money-grubbing bastards. They’re getting half the author’s share of the movie money, and half the paperback money, and they’re worried what’s going to happen to their lousy trade edition yet.” (p.98)

A note to any new authors out there: if you give the publisher dramatic (film, tv, net) rights, they will take 50% of the money and won’t pay up on your 50% until the next bi-annual royalty/sales statement, so don’t think you’re going to get a fast paycheck from any film option deal — and you’re fucked if, say, you have a $20,000 advance, and your half of of an option is, say, $15,000, you won’t see a dime because it will be absorbed into paying off your advance.  This is why I never give publishers film rights, unless they are willing to pay for it.

Back to Lyle — his life falls apart more.  When Lorayne finds out about Aundrey’s suicide, she has second thoughts about being Naumann’s mistress, afraid he will dump her the same sometime.  Besides, she is now in love with Lyle, and she moves in with him.  This causes Lyle to lose his well-paying Hollywood job. Can he start over?  Will Naumann blackist him? Can he afford Lorayne?

A damn fine little novel, high recommended.