Showing posts with label Michael Norday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Norday. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Paperback 510: Strange Thirsts / Michael Norday (Beacon Books B662X)

Paperback 510: Beacon Books B662X (2nd ptg, 1963)

Title: Strange Thirsts
Author: Michael Norday
Cover artist: Uncredited

Yours for: Not for sale (donation to the collection from Doug Peterson)


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Best things about this cover:

  • This book, and the next few I'll feature on this blog, are all gifts from my friend Doug Peterson. He brings me new books almost every time I see him, and my recent trip to Brooklyn was no exception. My wife had to accept this particular round of gifts, as I was out of commission with vicious food poisoning, but I'm sure he (and everyone) knows how grateful I am.
  • I guess I've seen one too many of these semi-suggestive lesbian covers, because the only thing I can see are the blonde's crazy leprechaun shoes. I hope those are for "the annual college play," because if she's wearing those on the street, people are going to chase her and demand to know where she keeps her gold.
  • I hope "Strange Thirsts" refers to the blonde's irresistible compulsion to drink the brunette's bath water.
  • I like my lesbian paperbacks to be somewhat more provocative than this. Hardly any flesh, even. A couple of tiny slivers of cleavage. Come on. A lesbian paperback cover's lasting impression should not be bathroom tile, house plants, and seriously flamboyant footwear.


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Best things about this back cover:

  • Yeah, yeah, "warped." You said that on the front cover.
  • "Imported," HA ha. "Hey, did the new shipment of Zane Hunter come in yet?"
  • "Dale, for relief, turned to pretty Julie Hilton." For relief? Relief from What? The sexual attention of a glamorous actress?
  • I like that Julie enjoyed "questionable ecstasies." "You call those ecstasies? Hmm. I'm dubious."
  • "Baby-skinned"is a horrifying adjective.
  • "Dale, get in here. You *gotta* see this degradation..."
  • "Probes deeply, boldly, into forbidden areas." That's what I call obvuendo!

Page 123~
There were times when her flesh seemed unable to wait for the completion that he would give it with his own.
So he's going to give her flesh completion? With his own flesh? His own completion? But the whole paragraph is about how they're *not* having sex because they're waiting for marriage ... only the very next chapter is entitled "Menage à Trois"! Crazy college kids.

~RP

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Friday, November 4, 2011

Paperback 473: Warped / Michael Norday (Beacon B280)

Paperback 473: Beacon B 280 (PBO, 1955)

Title: Warped
Author: Michael Norday
Cover artist: Clement Micarelli

Yours for: $50


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Best things about this cover:
  • This is some golden age, bullseye, right over the plate, vintage lesbian paperback amazingness. Fantastic art, cool staggered-letter title design, and cover copy that alliterates like there's no tomorrow. Plus great lesbian code words like "twilight" and "twisted" and "strange" and "tormented" and "warped"; roughly half the vintage lesbian paperbacks in existence have at least one of these words in their titles (I made that stat up, but it feels right)
  • I love the dramatic tension between these two women—the knowing, smug, hungry eyes of the tomboyish old pro, and the coy-yet-curious eyes of the frillier girl in the foreground. Her guarded posture suggests modesty, but her exposed and pushed-up boobs and her visible garters suggest ... something else. 
  • That is one ugly bed. And pillowcase. They are far too hot to be making out in grandma's bed.



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Best things about this back cover:
  • Again, great design. A bit text-heavy, but I love the pink touches.
  • I applied to Fern Mar, but got rejected. Dames only, apparently. I am, however, only too familiar with the "disgrace of an unwholesome campus weekend."
  • Hell yeah, passion-ridden women!

Page 123~

A sudden panic swept over her. She remembered the look in Estrada's eyes when he had talked about Gwen up at O'Keefe's training camp. A sudden fury burst inside her. "Damn you! Where is she? Where—"
"Relax, baby. Relax."

Wait, lesbians have training camps? That's awesome.

~RP

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