I think that was Royal Books, their ‘sleaze’ imprimatur.
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Does that mean there are different levels to the … hrrmm … explicitness of these novels? And if so was there a way for the buyer to tell which level of explicitness they were getting before purchasing the book?
No, there wasn’t anything to indicate specific levels of explicitness. They were cheaply printed, hence the pulp designation, and they were also quite cheap. These were not meant to be kept, they were meant to be read and tossed out. Most publishing houses have more than one imprimatur, which usually covers a genre, or a type of book. The ‘wee hours book’ would have been an imprimatur to keep these pulp novels separate from the rest of their publishing.
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Hrrmm. A very explicit hard-core sci-fi pulp was passed around my high school when I was a senior. Aliens and humans and robots and everything humping and violating the bejeezus outta each other more or less non-stop and any way possible. It was a serial, I remember, although we only ever had that one installment. I can’t remember the name (thank gawds for the mind-bleach of age and injury). I’m fairly certain it wouldn’t pass muster from an affirmative consent standpoint if I read it now, but we all enjoyed it our teenage addled state.
Oh, I’m sure, most high school kids do enjoy that sort of thing, especially when adults won’t tell them anything. Curiosity and all that.
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Yeah, we were a fairly over-sexed group as I recall. Most of us were sexually active in some form or other by senior year. And we were very close to New York City; you could train into mid-town Manhattan in 35 minutes. (Which is where Stacey found that particular book.) I was very lucky growing up. I took that openness for granted as a teenager. I was shocked at the prudery I found when I started college. It was mind-blowing that people made themselves live that way. For religion of course, because religion ruins everything.
“An Original Wee Hours Book” is the greatest publishing marque I have ever heard of.
I think that was Royal Books, their ‘sleaze’ imprimatur.
Does that mean there are different levels to the … hrrmm … explicitness of these novels? And if so was there a way for the buyer to tell which level of explicitness they were getting before purchasing the book?
No, there wasn’t anything to indicate specific levels of explicitness. They were cheaply printed, hence the pulp designation, and they were also quite cheap. These were not meant to be kept, they were meant to be read and tossed out. Most publishing houses have more than one imprimatur, which usually covers a genre, or a type of book. The ‘wee hours book’ would have been an imprimatur to keep these pulp novels separate from the rest of their publishing.
Hrrmm. A very explicit hard-core sci-fi pulp was passed around my high school when I was a senior. Aliens and humans and robots and everything humping and violating the bejeezus outta each other more or less non-stop and any way possible. It was a serial, I remember, although we only ever had that one installment. I can’t remember the name (thank gawds for the mind-bleach of age and injury). I’m fairly certain it wouldn’t pass muster from an affirmative consent standpoint if I read it now, but we all enjoyed it our teenage addled state.
Oh, I’m sure, most high school kids do enjoy that sort of thing, especially when adults won’t tell them anything. Curiosity and all that.
Yeah, we were a fairly over-sexed group as I recall. Most of us were sexually active in some form or other by senior year. And we were very close to New York City; you could train into mid-town Manhattan in 35 minutes. (Which is where Stacey found that particular book.) I was very lucky growing up. I took that openness for granted as a teenager. I was shocked at the prudery I found when I started college. It was mind-blowing that people made themselves live that way. For religion of course, because religion ruins everything.