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Sin Master
- Collection of Classic Erotica - Book 37
- Narrado por: Virtual Voice
- Duración: 5 h y 3 m
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Resumen del Editor
Lawrence Block remembers:
“I wrote Campus Tramp in July of 1959. By then I had written four or five erotic novels for Midwood Tower Books, Harry Shorten’s new paperback publishing venture, all of them published under the pen name of Sheldon Lord. Campus Tramp was written for another publisher, William Hamling’s Nightstand Books, and I chose a new pen name for it—Andrew Shaw.
“Before long young mister Shaw was writing a book a month for Nightstand. At one point I brought in a ghostwriter, a friend of my friend Don Westlake, taught him how to write erotic novels, and took a sliver of the proceeds as my compensation. And then Nightstand wanted two Andrew Shaw titles a month, so I got back in the game; each month I wrote a book and my ghostwriter wrote a book, and I don’t believe anyone in Hamling’s Chicagoland operation noticed the difference.
“This went on until the end of 1963. As I recount in A Writer Prepares (in more detail than you’re going to get here) I was abruptly dropped my agent, Scott Meredith, with whom Bill Hamling had an exclusive relationship. I had a book half-written, and reached out to Hamling to find out if I could finish it for him; meanwhile, Scott was continuing to submit titles by other hands, purportedly by Andrew Shaw.
“And what does all of this have to do with SIN MASTER? Well, it was published in 1964 by a minor imprint of nightstand, Pillar Books, and as best I can make out, it was the last ghostwritten title to be submitted as an Andrew Shaw book. I’ve been very conscientious about reissuing only those Andrew Shaw books that I actually wrote, and when I began the publishing process I thought this was one of mine. But now, reading it, I’m unable to convince myself that it’s my work. There are phrases I don’t believe these fingers of mine have ever typed. I don’t know who wrote SIN MASTER, but it wasn’t me, and I’m fairly sure it wasn’t my designated ghostwriter, either.
“Oh, the hell with it. As soon as Scott Meredith submitted it to the publisher under my pen name, it became mine, so why shouldn’t I trot it out again? What I will do, though, is label the book as a collaborative venture; as I don’t know who may have put the actual words on the pages, I’ll call him Kasper Freundlich.
“So here it is, SIN MASTER, for your reading pleasure or lack thereof. It strikes me as a fitting way to close the door on a chapter in my writing career which I’ve never regretted—and yet for all its value to me, I can’t dismiss the feeling that I may have stayed too long at the fair.
“Never mind. It is what it is. The cover art might well be by Harold W. McCauley, but maybe not. Somebody can probably identify the artist, just as there may be someone out there who can name the writer. But, um, maybe not. 1964 was a long time ago, and most of the people involved have left the building. It’s remarkable enough that SIN MASTER is still around—and that I’m still here to natter on about it.”
“I wrote Campus Tramp in July of 1959. By then I had written four or five erotic novels for Midwood Tower Books, Harry Shorten’s new paperback publishing venture, all of them published under the pen name of Sheldon Lord. Campus Tramp was written for another publisher, William Hamling’s Nightstand Books, and I chose a new pen name for it—Andrew Shaw.
“Before long young mister Shaw was writing a book a month for Nightstand. At one point I brought in a ghostwriter, a friend of my friend Don Westlake, taught him how to write erotic novels, and took a sliver of the proceeds as my compensation. And then Nightstand wanted two Andrew Shaw titles a month, so I got back in the game; each month I wrote a book and my ghostwriter wrote a book, and I don’t believe anyone in Hamling’s Chicagoland operation noticed the difference.
“This went on until the end of 1963. As I recount in A Writer Prepares (in more detail than you’re going to get here) I was abruptly dropped my agent, Scott Meredith, with whom Bill Hamling had an exclusive relationship. I had a book half-written, and reached out to Hamling to find out if I could finish it for him; meanwhile, Scott was continuing to submit titles by other hands, purportedly by Andrew Shaw.
“And what does all of this have to do with SIN MASTER? Well, it was published in 1964 by a minor imprint of nightstand, Pillar Books, and as best I can make out, it was the last ghostwritten title to be submitted as an Andrew Shaw book. I’ve been very conscientious about reissuing only those Andrew Shaw books that I actually wrote, and when I began the publishing process I thought this was one of mine. But now, reading it, I’m unable to convince myself that it’s my work. There are phrases I don’t believe these fingers of mine have ever typed. I don’t know who wrote SIN MASTER, but it wasn’t me, and I’m fairly sure it wasn’t my designated ghostwriter, either.
“Oh, the hell with it. As soon as Scott Meredith submitted it to the publisher under my pen name, it became mine, so why shouldn’t I trot it out again? What I will do, though, is label the book as a collaborative venture; as I don’t know who may have put the actual words on the pages, I’ll call him Kasper Freundlich.
“So here it is, SIN MASTER, for your reading pleasure or lack thereof. It strikes me as a fitting way to close the door on a chapter in my writing career which I’ve never regretted—and yet for all its value to me, I can’t dismiss the feeling that I may have stayed too long at the fair.
“Never mind. It is what it is. The cover art might well be by Harold W. McCauley, but maybe not. Somebody can probably identify the artist, just as there may be someone out there who can name the writer. But, um, maybe not. 1964 was a long time ago, and most of the people involved have left the building. It’s remarkable enough that SIN MASTER is still around—and that I’m still here to natter on about it.”
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