Friday, March 27, 2015

run, chico, run

Next up in this pile of pulp fiction is a tale of youth "spawned in the sidestreets of hell", Run, Chico, Run by Wenzell Brown.

Cover by Barye Phillips

At the risk of repeating myself, the JD - aka juvenile delinquent - genre isn't one I usually gravitate towards in terms of contents (perhaps because I have my own, non-1950s era, tales of juvenile delinquency to muse over) but one I have a hard time resisting in terms of cover art; see here & here.

And at the risk of repeating repeating myself, interested parties can see a similarly minded alternate Gold Medal cover here.

Friday, March 20, 2015

hangover house

Continuing our stroll through this stack of paperbacks, tonight's entry is a non-series novel from the creator of one of the PFP's favorite charachters, Fu Manchu, Hangover House by Sax Rohmer.

On a semi-related topic, I have nothing against the uncredited artwork featured on the cover but I have to admit the waterstain is my favorite part.

Friday, March 13, 2015

the big bubble

Next up in this pile of pulp fiction is a novel of Florida (apparently the author's specialty) The Big Bubble by Theodore Pratt. To be somewhat more specific it's "a sultry novel of emotional storm in boom-time Florida in the fabulous Twenties!"

Of course said author, or whoever wrote copy for the back cover and title page, would have had the husband at Florida but, like any right thinking person, he was too distracted by the cover to notice.

Friday, March 6, 2015

crackers in bed

As you've likely guessed from the photo above, tonight we kick off a new journey through a pile of old books we've come across in our travels over the Winter months. (And I have to say, considering how little time we've been able to spend outside the house over the past two months, it's not a bad haul.) Starting with a book "that guarantees to do nothing except make you laugh," Crackers In Bed by Vic Fredericks.

Cover painting by Casey Jones

I haven't read this, nor do I plan to, but the husband seemed to be amused by the fact the cost inflated exactly 10 cents in the 70 years since this edition was published. (At least in the eyes of the charity shop where he found it.)

PS: I am seriously considering putting the top cartoon on the back of my business card.

PPS: I haven't been able to turn up much (read: any) info. on the author or cover artist but interested parties can check out a few similarly minded offerings from the latter here.