Title: Nightmare in Pink
Author: John D. MacDonald
Cover artist: [Ron Lesser]
Yours for: $7 (yeah, I paid only $3, but ... inflation/postage — his books are being rereleased in $14 trade paperbacks ... why, WHY would you buy those when you can get beat-up '60s-era stuff, which is much cooler *and* much cheaper?)
Best things about this cover:
- Really hate the turn cover art took in the '60s—toward text/branding, away from full-page cover art—and I associate MacDonald's books most closely with that trend, to the extent that I almost blame MacDonald personally. Over the years, the girls get smaller, while the whole MacDonald/McGee Brand swells up and dominates. Probably smart marketing. But sucky from a purely aesthetic perspective.
- I do like the way Pink suffuses every corner of this thing.
- Her hair is, frankly, terrible.
Best things about this back cover:
- It's bad enough you've shrunk her and made her all modest on the front—this bland-and-white corner punishment is just degrading. Even John D's like "C'mon guys. Too far."
- OK, I haven't read a sexier phrase than "sweetly wanton career girl, living alone in a Manhattan walk-up" in a Long time.
- Not sure what is meant in this context by "Cafe Society," but I would like to join.
- "And introducing ... LSD!"
Terry Drummond rapped at my door and I let her in. She wore fifteen thousand dollars worth of glossy fur coat. Her brown simian face wrinkled with distaste as she looked around. "God, what a scrimey hole!" The coat swung open.
This is the kind of passage that makes me wonder why I have not read more MacDonald than I have. Love it.
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