Today in pulp... Milwaukee Magazine: it's the cream of Cream City!
If anyone tells you Wisconsin sucks just ask to see their crummy city magazine. I'M LOOKING AT YOU HERE CLEVELAND! #TuesdayThoughts
The city's most interesting faces*. Milwaukee Magazine, May 1980.
(*no Gene Wilder. He disowned the city after it slated Stir Crazy)
This is what #Bloomsday looks like in Wisconsin. It's what Joyce would have wanted...
Milwaukee Magazine, March 1980.
Where have all the heroes gone? Milwaukee Magazine, December 1985.
Somebody REALLY liked Bonnie Tyler here...
"Oh yes it's ladies night, at the Lucid Light, oh what a night..."
Milwaukee Magazine, March 1984. Oh behave!
"Church man" George Exoo, going medieval on yo pew...
Milwaukee Magazine, February 1994.
Charles Sykes slams the Boomers!
(Plus: the ethnic diversity of bread.)
Milwaukee Magazine, December 1992.
He then got a job managing Blockbusters, and was never heard from again...
Milwaukee Magazine, May 1983.
Sinister theatre cults! Punk palaces! Racketball! Where will this madness end...
Milwaukee Magazine, April 1983.
Boomers be like: "get off the internet, I need to make a phone call! Dawson's Creek is rubbish! I hate Ray Of Light, why can't Madonna play her old stuff!"
Milwaukee Magazine, February 1998.
"I'm a Mac. And I'm a PC..."
Milwaukee Magazine, March 1986.
So let's celebrate Milwaukee Magazine and the great local journalism that keeps it going. It's not just for the metro area: even Waukesha gets a mention!
Racine can go f*ck itself however...
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The Bawdyguard, by John Dexter. Nightstand Books, 1971.
'John Dexter' didn't actually exist. It was a house alias - along with J X Williams - for a range of writers knocking out cheesy sex pulp for Greenleaf publishing. At least 20% of each novel had to be sex scenes with the other 80% titillation, voyeurism or padding. Not much space for character arcs or a hero's journey...
Greenleaf initially specialized in sci-fi magazines, until they discovered sex was selling better. A number of writers were quietly supplying novels for both scenes. Robert Silverberg, Harlan Ellison and Donald E Westlake all provides pseudonymous sex novels for the publisher.
Case 32: High Marks For Malice (1989). Nordic knits always work and they're great for detectives. Pastels are very flattering but you'll need a good lint roller if it's a long case you're investigating. This is a clear fashion win.
Case 51: A Model Crime (1990). Gold is a hard colour to pull off, but the details are on point here: single button and shoulder pads make it a power look and Nancy has sensibly avoided the '90s waitcoat trend. Another win.
Today in pulp: I try to buy a computer... in 1978!
Let's see how I do.
First things first: in 1978 you might never actually see your computer. Many people used dumb terminals linked to a mainframe or minicomputer system somewhere in the office basement. Access was on a timeshare basis, with dozens of users sharing access to the same system.
If you did have a microcomputer on your desk you were probably an executive. To be honest many CEOs didn't actually know what a computer was or what it did.
Today I'm looking at a few books from New York publishing house Grosset & Dunlap...
London After Midnight, by Marie Coolidge-Rask. Grosset & Dunlap, 1928.
This is a movie tie-in version, although the last known copy of the film was destroyed in 1965 at a fire at MGM's vaults. It's one of the most sought-after lost silent films now.
A Thousand Years A Minute, by Carl H Claudy. Grosset and Dunlap, 1939. Cover by A C Valentine.
Part of the Adventures in the Unknown series, this is a time travel novel sending its heroes back to the prehistoric world.