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Introduction ......................................................................................................... 9
P opular L o ve ..........................................................................................................7 9
Romance and Sex Pulps
F inal I s s u e ............................................................................................................135
The End of an Era
A cknowledgments............................................................................................ 141
B ibliography..........................................................................................................141
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STORIE!
Introduction
1940s pulp, Leading Stories,R ailroad Stories, O riental Stories, Courtroom Stories,
and Zeppelin Stories, to name a few. Som ething for every
Western. Western
reader’s taste, no matter how narrow or obscure, and quite
titles almost always
a few things left over w ith no kn ow n appeal at all.
featured more bluntly
realistic illustrations.
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INTRODUCTION 13
last tw o pages and told him, ‘W e o nly w ant to b u y up to Bruno Fischer, w ho specialised in sadistic W eird M enace
page 20.’ He never rew rote anything once it left his type stories, had been the editor o f the Socialist party newspaper.
w riter and he put his rejected stories into a tru nk and W alter Gibson, author ofhundreds o f Shadow novels, was a
never looked at them again” magician. Tough-guy w riter Roger T orrey was a lumber
T h e professional pulp w riter could not lie around and jack in Klamath Falls, Oregon. Borden Chase—real name
w ait for inspiration, he had to develop w ays o f accessing Frank Fow ler—a star contributor to Argosy and Adventure,
it on demand. “Sometimes,” says Richard Sale, “you’d sit w as a chauffeur for Frankie Yale, the w ell-know n bootleg
there at the typew riter and ju st look around the room and ger and king o f the protection rackets; w hen some friends o f
pick an object, a n y th in g ... or think o f something impos A1 Capone shot Yale 1 1 0 times, Chase started looking for
sible, find an absolutely impossible thing and then liter another line o f w o rk
ally go backwards and solve it." Some w riters used me Pulp w riters w ere scattered all over the country, w ith
chanical aids to come up w ith story ideas. N eophytes and another handful in Canada and England, and for many
desperate pros invested in a thick, expensive book called years M ax Brand w rote his cow boy stories in a Renais
Plotto, containing b rie f algebraic descriptions o f every sance villa in Italy. There w as a sizable contingent o f
possible story construction kn ow n to mankind. Pulp pulpsters in H ollyw ood, California, and an odd colony ex
scribes studied the w ork o f their competition, searching isted in the pinpoint-siz,ed Florida tow n o f A nna Maria,
for new angles, fresh formulas. A nything new and success w here the local residents became spooked by all the odd
ful was sure to generate a hundred immediate pastiches visitors pacing the beach, plotting murder mysteries and
and variations. Some w riters plagiarised themselves, recy spicy sex stories. T h e foremost gathering place for pulp
cling or repackaging the same material for different mar w riters—accomplished and aspiring—was N ew York
kets. Change the setting from Tom bstone to Malaya, turn City. M anhattan w as the w orld capital o f rough-paper
the marauding Apaches into marauding publishing, home to all the major
headhunters, and an old or rejected houses and most o f the m inor ones:
W estern became a new jungle adven Munsey’s dow ntow n at 2 8 0 Broad
ture story. Many w riters had their ow n way; Street & Sm ith in its ow n build’
particular, idiosyncratic approach to lit
Ta le v" ing at 7 9 Seventh Avenue, being
erary creation. “W h en I needed some l^UCCvtSC c>j- shaken apart by the big presses run
thing to start the mind going,” says Hugh (yU' ning in the basement; Dell at 100 Fifth;
Cave, “one o f the things I did was to buy Popular Publications at 2 0 5 East 42nd
a Racing Form, open it up and look at the
names o f the horses running that day—
you know, the horses have very colorful
names. A nd I w ould p ick out a string o f
those names—let’s say one w as Lucky
Lady and another w as Sailor Boy and so
on—and I would play w ith those and get
the skeleton o f a plot going.” A w riter for
W eird Tales, the horror and fantasy magazine, had a unique
source for some o f his bizarre story ideas: the ranting, vio
lent confessions contained in “fan mail” he regularly re
ceived from a reader/psychopath A pulp pro took his in Above: Although never one of the more financially successful
spiration w here he found it and didn’t look b ack titles, W eird Tales was the artistic peak among pulp
publications. This issue for March t g j 8 features one of the
ULP W R IT E R S w ere a disparate group—ex-new s
Street; Fiction House a few doors down at 2 2 0 Ease, Stan Editors w ere generally overw orked and underpaid.
dard at 22 W est 48th; W arn er at 5 1 5 Madison; Culture Some w ere creative and some w ere hacks. T h ey numbered
Publications at 4 8 0 Lexington; Clayton Magazines at 155 nearly as high a percentage o f eccentrics as the writers.
East 44th. From these addresses flow ed the manna o f There w as John Campbell at Astounding, always ready to
countless story assignments and paychecks. engage a visitor in arcane technological speculation; Black
D uring the G reat Depression, w riters by the hun Mask’s Joseph Shaw, master o f the epee, toting a sword cane
dreds came to N ew York like D orothy to Oz, Portable to w ork; Charles Ingerman, philologist, fluent in nine lan
Remingtons in hand, they checked into cheap residential guages, the somewhat unlikely editor o f D etective Fiction
hotels in m idtow n Manhattan. T h e big library on Fifth W eekly. Another detective story editor was an active Com-
A venue w as nearby, handy for doing necessary research m u nist“He thought no one knew —I think he got into some
on the crusades, or w itch craft, or headhunters. W ith a trouble about it years later," recalls w riter Lawrence Treat,
new story to peddle, a N ew Y o rk -based w riter could “but he w ould get very excited i f a story had a business
take it to the publishers in person, hoping for a face-to- man as the killer, and if the murder victim was in a union
face w ith an editor, and an assurance that the m anuscript you had a guaranteed sale.” Ken W hite, editor o f D im e D e
w ouldn’t go to the bottom o f the slush pile. Some pulp tective, did not like meeting writers. He told one, “I get a
houses w ere friendlier than others; at Popular, there w as picture o f a w riter from his stories and think he’s a big
a ping pong table and on occasion there w as a game o f tough guy and then he comes in and he’s a pip-squeak w ho
craps going in som ebody’s office, publisher H enry w ouldn’t talk back to a schoolteacher. You’re better o ff
Steeger a frequent participant. w ith me i f you don’t ruin my illusions"
But if an editor putting an issue to bed suddenly
needed a particular-siged story by the next morning, a vis
iting w riter could grab the assignment. Sometimes the
editor’s needs w ere even more pressing. Richard Sale re
A prom ise io a dying friend
members being strong-armed in the halls o f Munsey’s.“Jack
m akes Chris Volmer
Byrne, an editor there, caught me, said he needed a story in
a likely c an d id ate lor
his own murder! a hurry. Emergency! So he sat me dow n and I knocked out
a three-thousand-word story... turned out to be a good little
story. But I ju st happened to be there w hen the editor
needed that space filled now. I gave him the story, w ent to
the w indow , and they issued me a check right then and
there and I w ent home. I got 9 0 bucks."
T h e fledgling pulp w riter w ith no luck and no con
tacts in the business had one last hope, a visit to the desk
space o f Ed Bodin, a seedy pulp agent and king o f the low-
end sale. Bodin marketed any story you brought him for a
$ 1 handling fee; he shared a small office room w ith a pri
vate detective, a button broker, and a repo man.
In N ew York, pulp w riters got to know each other
socially at publishers’ annual Christmas parties, A rt Burks’
bathtub gin parties, certain after-hours w atering holes, and
By LAWRENCE TREAT regular meetings o f the Am erican Fiction G uild (member
ship secured w ith five pulp sales). “There was a great deal
Pictured, a typical rough-and- o f camaraderie," says Lawrence T reat, w riter for dozens o f
tumble detective story. detective pulps. “T h e literary establishment did not hold
us in high esteem and it was an us against them kind o f
feeling w e had. I made some very great friendships in those
days.” T h e Am erican Fiction Guild put out a newsletter
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kTION
w ith marketing tips and met every other w eek at R osoff s
restaurant in midtown.“It was a very friendly atmosphere,”
Richard Sale recalls. “You could talk over a story problem,
or i f a guy had an offer that he couldn’t fulfill he’d pass it
DRAGON on to you ... You know, it was nice to have an audience
ISKANDER
By HAT SCHACHNER because w riting was a very lonely life"
VALOR C\ “Some o f those fellows," says H enry Steeger, “they re
BITTER J ally w orked hard ... w riting for days on end, never seeing
PORKS
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anyone. It took some very talented people to w ork like that
and w rite so many good stories, thousands o f stories w hen
you add them u p ... I don’t kn ow how they did i t ...”
was Top Notch. By the ' 3 0 s, it ern, superhero—now dominate not only popular literature
but every sort o f mass entertainment, from movies and tele
was just one of many struggling
vision to comic books.This legacy w ill remain long after the
adventure magazines, occasionally
last o f the pulp magazines themselves—haphazardly saved
enlivened by an appealing Tom
and physically unsuited for preservation—have all turned
Lovell cover painting.
to dust
Above: Argosy was the magazine
that began the pulp era. For many The following chapters attempt to chart the course o f the
decades it was a top-seller and a pulp era and to detail some o f its highlights, drawing on rare
respected purveyor of mainstream materials and the generous recollections o f veteran writers,
adventure and mystery stories. publishers, artists, and editors. It is my hope that these pages
w ill bring back at least a glimpse o f the creative excitement o f
a time long gone... the fabulous days o f the pulps!
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if not reading.
— F ro m a s p e e c h g iv e n a t a
printed on newspaper, containing reading matter plagia T h e story w eeklies, w ith names like U ncle Sam, T h e
rised from the high-priced American and English maga Star Spangled Banner, Saturday Night,and T h e N ew York
zines. W hen the many competing weeklies found them W eekly, designed their contents for the tastes o f a reader-
selves all printing the same stories, they began to look for ship o f w orking-class A m ericans and immigrants. The
original material to steal. They sponsored various story stories w ere eventful, colorful, and sentimental. Subtleties
w riting contests, offering prises o f $ 1 0 0 or so to the w in and com plexities w ere left for the elitist magazines. One
ning entry, along w ith the stipulation that all non-prise- w eekly boasted o f its contents as containing “sensational
w inning submissions became the property o f the w eekly fiction w ith no philosophy!" Escapist literature, intended
and could be published w ithout remuneration. The story to be easily consumed and ju st as easily forgotten, came
weeklies might then obtain a year’s worth o f new fiction into its ow n in the pages o f the weeklies, w ith their ac
without paying for it (the prige offers were usually bogus, tion-packed tales o f the high seas and urban lowlife, melo
in any case). In this w ay was a young and understandably dramatic mysteries and romances. E ver m indful o f con
gloomy Edgar Allan Poe suckered out o f a half-dogen o f his sumer trends, the publishers turned every popular story
first short stories. into an instant genre, com missioning countless variations
Eventually, the owners o f the weeklies realised that on a successful character type, setting, or plot twist. If
to maintain a steady flow of usable material, they were readers enjoyed one story about an innocent girl being
going to have to pay for it And from this need, the hack abducted by w h ite slavers, or about an orphan new sboy
fiction w riter was born. Before that time, it was generally m aking his fortune, or about an evil guardian putting his
assumed that the creation o f stories was done only at the rich ward in an insane asylum, they would get to enjoy
commands o f a tortured muse, and the creation o f stories many, m any more.
for a living was possible by only a tiny number o f the su T h e authors o f these lurid tales w ere a new breed o f
premely talented. But the cheap story w eekly publishers writer. Disparaged as “penny-a-line scribblers,” they
found out that fiction—like so many other items produced would never have found their calling in the gentlemanly
in the heady days o f the Industrial Revolution—could be fiction publications that existed before the story w eek
manufactured to specifications and on demand, w ritten lies. But then few o f the sophisticated and literary authors
not out o f the authors’ life experiences, philosophical in o f the day w ould have had any idea how to please the
sights, or aesthetic visions, but rather out o f the demands w eeklies’ hum ble audience. T h e fiction hacks saw them
o f the market. F iction became a commodity, like the indus selves not as artists but as craftsmen, taking a craftsman’s
trial-age items o f clothing that no longer had to be hand pride in the w o rk—its mass readership, the speed at
made, one at a time. w h ich it was w ritten, the paycheck it earned. Some fic
FICTION FACTORIES 19
tion hacks became famous. In 18 4 0 s America, the name aced the story w ith a cover letter from the imaginary w aif
o f Joseph Holt Ingraham w as know n far and w id e as the
T hese sheets . . . have been written by work-weary hands;
author o f the im m ensely popular Fanny H .— O r th e
H un chback and the Roue, and hundreds o f other serial they have been wet with almost hopeless tears . . . Oh! do
ised novels. Longfellow said o f him, “He is tremendous— print it, if it is worthy, for my whole heart has gone into
really tremendous. I think w e may say that he w rites the it. Respectfully, almost hopefully,
w orst novels ever w ritten by anybody.” Edw ard Zane
Carroll Judson, w ho used the pen name Ned Buntline, had Your O rphan Friend,
been a sailor and a soldier and was once unsuccessfully Ju lia E dw ards
hanged by a lynch mob before he turned to w ritin g for
the weeklies. W andering in the Far W est after the C iv il A fter 1860, the story weeklies shared the cheap fic
W ar, he became acquainted w ith a 23-year-old buffalo tion market w ith the dime novels, w hich appealed to the
hunter named W illiam Frederick Cody. Judson renamed same tastes and made use o f the same w riters and popular
the young man Buffalo Bill and began recording roman characters. Many o f the “novels” were reprinted serials from
ticised versions o f his exploits for T h e N ew York W eekly. the weeklies. Both formats were endlessly formulaic and
Buntline’s tales o f Bill and assorted other frontiersm en for the most part atrociously written. T he plots were me
and gunslingers w ould be translated and published chanical and the characters bore next to no resemblance to
around the world. Even greater success w as achieved by the w ay real people behaved. Here, from one o f the enor
a shy U nitarian m inister turned w riter named Horatio mously popular adventures o f young detective N ick
Alger, Jr., author o f 1 1 9 stories o f poor orphan boys Carter, is a typically breathless and ridiculous encounter:
whose honesty is invariably rewarded in the end. Alger's
fiction was thought to be inspirational, and to this day
the phrase “a Horatio A lger story” is invoked to describe
any born-poor A m erican w ho has ever w orked, inher
ited, or stolen his w ay to success.
O f course, the m ajority o f fiction hacks did not find
fame from their w riting, and many did not even receive
credit. Bylines w ere frequently assigned to established
house names controlled by the publisher. A uthorship
was just another com m odity to the publishers, important
only insofar as it could be used to sell more copies. A
popular but dead or overpriced author such as Dumas
would have his name appropriated and affixed to the
w ork o f an anonymous hack. Sim ilarly, another hack’s
work might necessitate the creation o f a new, more appro
priate and exploitable authorial personality. W hen, for ex
ample, T h e N ew York W eekly printed a sentimental fic
tion about Manhattan lowlife, the story was falsely as
cribed to a young slum girl. The cynical editors even pref-
kill you. If you answer me I may perm it you to escape. You tion o f popular enthusiasms, the emphasis on action and
sensation, and little or no “philosophy” T h ey would also
understand English or you wouldn't be w here you are. If
develop their ow n stale, repetitive formulas and bad w rit
you don’t answer 1 will shoot just to prove that you are not ing. And, in their time, the pulps would follow the week-
there—or that you are. A r e you there?" lies/dime novels’ trajectory from birth to ubiqu ity to
oblivion. But they w ould also generate w orks o f lasting
‘ Yes. M e here, allee samee, like lat in a tlap," came the merit and a level o f creativity that w ould far outdistance
reply in pigeon English. the first, prim itive pop-fiction magazines.
‘ Hello! A Chinaman, eh?" said N ick, and he w inked at R A NK M U N SEY was a M aine telegrapher and aspir
himself in the mirror opposite . . .
F ing pu blishing magnate in 1 8 8 2 w hen he launched
a cheap fictio n w eekly for child ren called The Golden
The weeklies and dime novels w ere awful stuff for the Argosy. In a cou ntry filled to bursting w ith story w eek
most part, but they did create the first mass market for fic lies, M unsey’s lone entry did not make a dent. Slipping
tion in America. The families and into debt, M unsey tinkered w ith his
w orking men and wom en w ho had periodical, shortening the title to A r
once read nothing more in a lifetim e gosy and aim ing at an older audience.
than the Bible, some schoolhouse prim He started a second publication, m od
ers, and a few perennial classics had estly titled M unsey s, a general-interest
been taught a reading habit by the m agazine w ith illustrations. Munsey's
cheap story papers and books. A nd this w as an u n exp ected success and in
habit remained even after the readers spired a further rew ork in g o f Argosy
began drifting aw ay from the estab as a cheap and th ick periodical. S in ce
lished forms, bored w ith the stale and Argosy w ould be an all-fictio n maga
repetitive plots and characters. T h ey zin e w ith no p ictu res, M unsey d e
were ready for something new —“in ap- cided he could cut costs even further
by p rin tin g on the most inexp en siv e
paper av ailable—it d id n't m atter how
crum m y the th in g looked, the ow ner
reasoned, as long as the print w as leg
ible and there w as plenty o f it. T h e late 1 8 9 0 s version o f
A rgosy had y ellow covers, 191 pulpw ood pages, 30
coated stock pages (foradvertisem ents—those had tolook
a little less crum my), and 1 3 5 ,0 0 0 w ords o f m iscella
Above: Can one ever get enough stories about pole-vaulting? neous novels, serials,short stories,and poetry T h e fiction
H ere is one from the May 8, 1928, Sport Story. w as not at all distinguished, but neither w as it the lu d i
crous stu ff o f the story w eeklies. A t ten cents per issue,
Opposite: T he December 15, 19 13 , issue of Top Notch and heavy as a lead w eight, the n ew Argosy w as a hit.
offered readers a gripping tale of the now-forgotten sport of In 1905, Munsey launched another fiction pulp, All-
automobile polo. From Tangled Battle: ‘Cleve, his right foot Story, and in the next few years he would add several more
on the forward spring, and his left hand clinging to the steel new titles, all variations on Argosy's plump package o f es
truss which protected the radiator, leaned far out to make one capist lit. O ther publishers copied Munsey’s formula, and
of his swinging drives . . . " refined it. Street & Smith started their ow n bulky, rough-
T W IC E -A -M O N T H
22 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
paper collection o f light fiction, T h e Popular M agazine, and Left: A new Tarzan 1
used illustrated covers, soft-focused paintings by such no Murder Across story meant increased
table commercial artists as N. C. W yeth and Henry
ReuterdahL Street & Sm ith had been a leading purveyor o f
the Miles sales for any magazine.
In the ju ngle stronghold of the
weeklies and dime novels since the 1860s and would be W arrior Women — amazons ns Opposite: Edgar Rice
cruel as they are beautiful— sits
a sinister figure in his awesome
come the-archetypal pulp house o f the golden age, publisher trophy-room. A t his fingertips
Burroughs, the creator
is the Occult .Force that reads
o f T h e Shadow, Astounding Stones, and Doc Savage. T h e Popu the secrets o f human minds, of Tarzan, dictating a
that .seals the doom of traitors
lar, aptly titled, was" followed in 1 9 1 0 b y T o p Notch.Other, no matter where they! hide. T h is novel in the early
is the amazing menace that Tar-
firms entered the pulp market that same year—Doubleday xan.m ust destroy in Edgar Rice
'Burroughs’ newest novel—
193os- r
brought out Short Stories; and the Butterick Company
launched A dventure The first specialised pulps appeared:
Railroad Stories and then, from Street & Smith, the first all-
TARZAN
AND THE MAGIC MEN
crime fiction magazine, Detective Story.
Up to around 191 2 , most o f the fiction published in Hereis'theibest-loved character
in Am erican'fiction, back again
■the pulps had been genteel and inconsequential. N ow there in the magazine in-which he was
bora. .Here is a.trfle of high ad
began to appear more unusual fare—stories that had imagi venture, written 'by one of the
favorite :story-tellers of our
tim e. Throw off the cares o f a
nation and impact had created a lingering com motion -work--a-day world— -let politics
go hang— while you -rush head
among readers and a demand for more o f the same. Editors lo n g w ith Tarzan -on th e primi
tive rdanger trail. Meet him in
w ith lively minds and discerning eyes had come to be in the current issue iof
rior intelligence and the knife he finds in the abandoned ever the lord o f the jungle made a new appearance. Those
cabin o f his parents enable him to defeat the patriarch in a w ho know the character only from the great M GM series
primal and epiphanic fight to the death: w ith Joh n n y W eissmuller, or its subsequent derivatives,
might be surprised to learn that Burroughs’ creation tran
As the body rolled to the ground T artan o f the A pes
scended his prim itive upbringing, becom ing a rather so
placed his foot upon the neck o f his lifelong enemy and phisticated fellow, com fortable in Paris, London, and Hol
raising his eyes to the full moon threw back his fierce lywood, a linguist and an airplane p ilo t T h e movies also
young head and voiced the w ild and terrible cry o f his ignored the encounters Targan had w ith science-fictional
monsters and lost enclaves o f Crusaders and ancient Ro
people.
mans.
As a writer, Burroughs was uneven, to say the least His
O ne by one the tribe swung down from their arboreal
plots w ere often no more than a piling on o f events. C oin
retreats and form ed a circle about T a rta n and his van
cidence followed coincidence w ithout apology. His prose
quished foe. W h en they had all come T a r ta n turned could at times reach some very ragged patches. Character
toward them. isation tended to be a thin as a page o f manuscript. But
Burroughs had other qualities in abundance—the w ild
“I am Targan," he cried. “I am a great killer. Let all imagination, a gift for describing action, a powerful sense
respect T arta n o f the A pes and K ala, his mother. T h ere o f m y th Burroughs claimed that his stories came to him as
be none among you as mighty as daydreams—w hat has been termed by Robert Sampson a
“pre-cognitive reverie,” a decidedly in
Targan. L et his enemies beware."
tense form o f daydreaming in w hich
The reaction o f All-Story readers to Burroughs’ unconscious shaped his
T artan was virtual frengy. A saga had ideas into near-finished form before re
begun that would reach every corner leasing them to his conscious mind.
o f the planet. Incredibly, the Munsey H ow ever it all worked, it w orked for
editors turned dow n the second most o f three decades, producing dogens
T a rta n story, T h e Return o f Tarzan, o f book-length adventures o f Targan
and it was quickly picked up by Street and John Carter o f Mars, as w ell as nu
& Sm ith for their N ew Story Magazine. merous others—W esterns, the Pellucidar
Subsequent sequels over the years series, The Land T hat T im e Forgot, the
w ent to the highest bidder—Argosy, Venus novels begun in Argosy in 1931.
Blue Book, T hrilling Adventures—and Burroughs’ gifts waned in the later years,
the readers followed, increasing when- but his name remained a w atchword for
reading pleasure long past his death in
1950. He made a fortune, the first w riter
to become a corporation, and his California hometown was
renamed Targana in his honor.
Burroughs and his colossal creations w ere followed by
a slew o f w hat would come to be seen as archetypally
“pulpy” w riters and genres. Masked avengers—ubiquitous
Above: Pulp heroes were frequent visitors to dangerous in the superhero pulps o f the 1930s—made their earliest
pulp appearances in the stories o f Johnston M cC ulley and
tropical ports. Writer George Worts specialized in
Frank L. Packard. Veteran reporter M cC ulley created
Asian-Pacific settings.
Zorro, skilled swordsman and black-clad crusader against
Opposite: T he early pulp covers were a fa r cry from the the repressive Spanish authorities in Old C alifornia Zorro
luridly realistic style of the 1930s. T he painting for this made his first appearance in a 1 9 1 9 All-Story serial, T h e
19 13 issue of The Popular is the work of Henry Reuterdahl. Curse o f Capistrano. Canadian Packard’s masked man was
or
S ^ ^ ^ T n TW K F -V M O N TH r 7 i ' - i n rs
f M A RC H
HOMTH-f Ntt FW T
26 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
The Gray Seal,a mysterious crime-fighter by night whose splendors o f his villa near Florence, Italy.
name derives from the mark or “seal” he places on his v ic Faust was an aimless, penniless 24-year-old college-
tims. No one know s that T he G ray Seal is the secret iden educated poet at loose ends in N ew York C ity w hen he
tity o f Manhattan playboy Jim m ie Dale. Jim m ie/Gray wangled a letter o f recommendation from the sister o f
would be a decided influence on such later avengers as The Samuel Clemens to Robert Davis at M uncey’s. Davis, w ho
Shadow, The Spider, and the Phantom Detective. disliked the importuning o f Faust’s elderly patroness, gave
Science fiction and fantasy attained new heights o f him paper and a plot and dismissed h im Faust stunned
popular acclaim in the brilliant stories by a newsman Davis w hen he returned before the end o f the day w ith a
named Abraham Merritt. His first published fiction was a completed professional piece o f fictio n T he story, Conva
short story titled Through the Dragon Glass, a hauntingly lescence, a p p ea red in the March 1 9 1 7 All-Story, and an ex
effective tale o f a man w ho discovers a passage through an traordinary career was begun. Faust began turning out an
ancient Chinese mirror into a bizarre alternative w orld of inexhaustible supply o f first-rate pulp fiction, earning
both beauty and horror. Longer w orks followed—T he $ 8 ,2 8 1 in the first nine months, an enormous sum o f
Moon Pool, T h e Conquest o f the Moon Pool, T h e Face in the money by the standards o f the time. His first W estern, T h e
A byss,T he Ship o f Ishtar—most o f them lost-civilization sto Untamed, published in serial form beginning w ith the De
ries in a tradition pioneered by H. Rider Haggard Merritt’s cem ber 1 9 1 8 A ll Story, set the course for much o f his fic
w ork was profoundly imagined and written in a distinc tion to come. Previously, W estern literature had been con
tive, lyrical prose style His stories had all the compulsive cerned w ith an aura o f realism and a historical context.
readability o f Burroughs but w ith additional layers o f mean Faust had no interest in these things. H is W est was a po
ing, symbolism, and poetic reflection. Merritt affected read eticized location w ith few reference points to specific
ers deeply—ten and tw enty years after their first publica times or locales. He used the idea o f a violent, frontier
tion, his stories such as T h e Moon Pool and T h e Ship o f Ishtar A m erica as an almost abstract setting for retellings o f an
were voted to the top in polls o f all-time favorites. cient epics and classical myths. The hero o f T h e Untamed,
The W estern w ould become the single genre most the mysterious youth “W h istlin '" Dan Barry, is explicitly
closely identified w ith the pulps. And no w riter was more linked to “the great god Pan." Trailin'uses the story o f O e
closely identified w ith the pulp W estern than M ax Brand. dipus, Pillar Mountain the Theseus myth, and H ired Guns
Brand was actually a pen name—one o f many—belonging is a W estern version o f the Iliad. In this w ay w ere Faust’s
to Frederick Schiller Faust, a tragic poet manque w ho be W esterns both phonier and grander than earlier stories in
came one o f the most popular and productive—3 0 million the genre. C haracteristically w hen Faust’s publishers sent
published words, the equivalent o f 5 3 0 books—w riters him on a trip out W est to soak up atmosphere, he spent
w ho ever lived. Professionally speaking, Faust was a nearly all his time inside a hotel room, pounding out more
deeply schizophrenic personality. He lavished time and o f his inauthentic and phenomenally popular Westerns.
anguish on the,slow production o f his classically styled Faust’s production rate was so high that Western Story
poems, the only w orks for w hich he w illingly took public or one o f his other regular markets would print several o f
credit. His audience for these creations could be counted his stories in a single issue, each under a different pen name.
by name. He w rote his pulp fiction, conversely, w ith an This, o f course, w as unknow n to the readers, w ho wrote
almost unconscious ease, as fast as the contemporary me in to debate the relative artistry o f Faust’s various identi
chanics o f a typew riter w ould allow, producing reams o f ties. H is most fam iliar byline, “Max Brand,” was created
highly remunerative and sought-after work. He derived no w ith the help o f playw right Sophie Treadwell, w ho ad
pleasure from these stories and hid from recognition for vanced the theory that the successful pseudonym always
them behind an army o f pseudonyms (Brand, John consisted o f tw o monosyllables w ith the same vowel
Frederick, George Challis, George O w en Baxter, David sound in each. Her theory as applied to M ax Brand, was
Manning, Nicholas Silver, M artin Dexter, Peter H enry proven entirely sound.
Morland, etc.). The w riter w ho w ould do as much as any Faust’s one-man storytelling factory produced not
one to popularize the m ythical dimensions o f the W est only W esterns by the hundreds but numerous historical
ern professed to find the actual W est “disgusting” and novels, detective stories, and adventure stories, and count
wrote most o f his W estern tales amidst the Renaissance less miscellaneous melodramas. H is stories about the noble
xciting New Serial of Arcli
FRANK RICHARDSO
Arthur
Leo Zayal*
SENOR
LATFOO T
pornell Woolrich
C. K.Shaw
Hoffman Price
Other Fiction S ta rs
F tCTI ON — FACTS — P I C T U R E S
A L L COMPLETE
Dr. Kildare w ere nearly as popular as his shoot-'em-ups. Below: T he August. t g 2g A ir Stories featured this ethereal
Faust had a talent for fast, gripping, straight-ahead narra cover painting by Charles Dameron: riflemen on a cliff
tive that knew few equals. It earned him a great deal o f shooting down at a passing bi-plane.
money. In the years before the Depression, w hen a huge
Opposite: Railroad Stories was one of the first special interest
pulp readership was shared by only a handful o f maga
zines, publishers could pay their top w riters as much as pulps. It contained, besides fiction, true tales of railroad
ten cents per word. These rates, plus frequent story sales to workers and hobos, and photos of notable locomotives.
Hollywood, meant a very nice—i f busy—life for Faust.
Looking for a residence conducive to the creation o f epic
poetry, he settled in Italy, buying a villa on the bank o f the
Arno,overlooking the birthplace o f the Renaissance. In the
mornings, he applied a furious hunt-
and-peck technique to an Underwood
perched on a desk that once belonged to
a Benedictine monastery. In the after
noons, he stretched out in a leather easy tion and experimentation. The 1920s
chair, quill pen in hand, and w orked on saw slimmer, faster pulps. The old thick
poems w ith such titles as Dionysus in monthlies—some offered more than tw o
Hades. In the evenings, he taught him self hundred pages o f small type—began to
Greek so as to be able to read Homer in disappear, replaced by a trim 1 28-page
the original. standard issue. C o v e r illu stratio n s
Faust was by all accounts a fascinat moved aw ay from the muted tones and
ing, knowledgeable, and generous indi quiet poses o f the past; publishers dis
vidual. W hen w ar became imminent in covered the audience appeal o f bright
Europe—and market conditions cut his primary colors and voluptuous images
pulp rates in half—he returned to o f sex and violence. W here the early
America and spent some o f his last pulps had offered an average of three
w orking years at the H ollyw ood studios, m aking a large serials per issue, the streamlined pulps offered one. Stories
salary as an indentured screenw riter for W arn er Bros, and would now become shorter, move faster.The elaborate Vic-
MGM. W hen he died, at the age o f 52, the “King o f the torian prose was on its w ay out, to be replaced by livelier,
Pulps” received editorial tributes in a range o f interna more idiomatic w riting (although some pulps would al
tional publications, from T h e Infantry Journ al to the Lon ways retain a special place for purple excesses).
don Times. Journalist Q uentin Reynolds wrote, “No man The tw o pioneering pulp houses, Munsey’s and Street
could invent so many plots (not even Balzac) or so crow d a & Smith, continued to dominate the field in the 1920s but
few thousand words w ith action as Max Brand." Faust's b i the com petition was arriving in droves, everything from
ographer, Robert Easton, believed the w riter was an exem established publishing empires like Macfadden to hole-in-
plar o f his age: “...what Babe Ruth and Red Grange w ere to the-wall operations whose assets were a registered title
sports, Charles Lindbergh to flying, H enry Ford to indus and an armful o f manuscripts.
try the expression o f an expansive time, w hen horizons Significant newcomers to pulp publishing in the late
seemed larger and possibilities less limited." 19 2 0 s and early 1 9 3 0 s included George Delacorte, Jr.’s
Dell Publishing, founded in 1922. Along w ith m ovieand
HE PULPS had been evolving at a stately and con confession magazines aimed at the w orking classes, Dell
eluding Ranch Romances, Cow boy Stories, Clues, Strange Hersey started his ow n company in the 1920s, and he was
T ales,and Astounding Stories, one o f the first science-fiction soon giving birth to as many new titles as the big, established
magazines. Clayton bought out his partner, ran into unfore publishing houses. However, unlike the offspring o f the big
seen financial difficulties, and w ent bankrupt in early houses, almost none o f Hersey’s titles ever grew old—many,
1933. A A. W y n ’s A ce Magazines produced some o f the in fact, expired after a single issue. Hersey was what you call
livelier second-rung pulps in the golden age, among them an “idea man," and the problem was that most o f his ideas
Secret A gent X, E erie Stories, and T en D etective Aces. were no good. He came up w ith the pulp called Strange Sui
Fawcett, the publishers o f Battle Stories, T riple X, and Star cides, featuring stories about people w ho killed themselves.
tling Detective Adventures, operated o ff the beaten path in Lucky Stories took the opposite perspective, upbeat tales o f
Robbinsdale, Minnesota. O w ners W . H. (Billy) and Roscoe people w ho thought life was swelL The first issue included
Faw cett were W orld W ar I veterans and used their ranks a true story about ex-President W ilson and how he believed
o f captain on appropriate mastheads. The editorial page o f in luck, a story about how college students were supersti
Battle Stories carried a photo o f a rakish Roscoe in his fly tious, and a novelette titled A Murderer's Lucky Break. The
ing helmet and goggles. Fiction House was built on no- cover urged, “Buy this Magazine for Good L u ck.. .” The first
nonsense masculine interest magazines—Action Stories, issue was also the last. Another one-shot was Fire Fighters,
Air Stories, Wings,Fight Stories. It was founded by tw o pulp w ith nothing but stories about putting out fires. Speed Sto
“road men "Jack Kelly and Jack Glenister, w ho pooled their ries offered fiction containing fast-moving vehicles. Then
money and rented a tiny office in the shabby neighbor cam s M edical Horror Stories, a combination o f light reading
hood west o f Penn Station. T heir A ir Stories, about flying and muckraking, w ith its exposes o f medical quackery and
adventures o f all sorts, and Fight Stories, about boxing, were bogus elixirs. Since a large percentage o f pulp sales hap
pioneering and successful examples o f the narrow ly spe pened at drugstore newsstands, M edical Horror Stories was
cialised pulps. considered biting the hand that fed, and Hersey caught hell
Narrow interest titles were a fatal obsession w ith pub from numerous quack-druggists. He quickly put the
lisher Harold Hersey, the king of the laughably esoteric pulp. w histleblow ing magazine out o f its misery. Hersey’s Court
A former boy wonder editor at Street & Smith and Clayton, room Stones debuted w ith a lengthy narrative retelling o f
ft n R is M S
I Iff Prowl
*
‘•mice
H O R R O R AN D FA N T A SY PULPS
— N o t ic e to W r it e r s
T he T h r il l B o o k
HE F IR S T M A G A Z IN E to be devoted to tales o f
containing mystic happenings, w eird adventures, feats of and published some o f the best w ork in the genre—a sub
stantial portion, in fact, o f the all-time greatest w ork in the
leger-de-main, spiritualism, et cetera . . . I f w e w ere to give
history o f weird and fantastic literature. A Chicago-based,
you a formula w e would say—sum up the demands o f all
shakily financed monthly, W eird Tales was the primary—
other magazines, and then give us good stories which not and at the time the only—forum for the era’s masters o f the
one o f them would take because o f their odd qualities and macabre. In its pages, readers confronted the terrifying, the
harrowing nature. bizarre, the spectacular, and the perverse O ne more refuta
tion o f the stereotypical image o f “pulp” as predictable for
The initial offerings w ere reasonably odd i f not par mula, W eird Tales was unique, complex, daring.
ticularly harrowing or good The lead story came from the The magazine was created by Jacob Clark
Popular -Magazine slush pile. W o lf o f the Steppes was the Henneberger, publisher o f College Humor magazine, a life
first published fiction by G reye La Spina, the only female long Edgar Allan Poe enthusiast, and an idealist: “I must
newspaper photographer in N ew Y ork A w kw ardly told confess that the main motive in establishing W eird Tales
in a series o f flashbacks w ithin flashbacks, the story con was to give the w riter free rein to express his innermost
cerns an elderly doctor’s rescue o f a terrified young Rus feelings in a manner befitting great literature.” T he cover
sian woman. She has escaped from her nemesis, Serge story for the first issue was O oze by A nthony M Rud, an
Vassilovich, a m agician-w erew olf w ith unusually hairy “extraordinary novelette" concerning the eating habits of
eyebrows and long forefingers. Old Dr. Greeley and his a giant amoeba in the deep South—not quite great litera
mystical friend Dr. Thomas Connors lay a trap for Serge, ture yet. But a w riter’s free rein was certainly evidenced in
killing him and then returning him to his lupine form to the notorious C. M Eddy story T h e Loved Dead, w ith its
beat a murder rap. T h e Ivory Hunters by W ill Gage Carey necrophiliac narrator “O ne morning Mr. Gresham came
was comical nonsense about lost sailors and baseball-play much earlier than usual—came to find me stretched out
ing, cannibalistic Eskimos. There w ere tw o opening in upon a cold slab deep in ghoulish slumber, my arms
stallments o f outlandish serials. J. Hampton Bishop’s In the wrapped around the stark stiff, naked body o f a fetid
Shadow o f Race was derived from Haggard by w ay o f corpse" Actually, most o f the early stories, chosen by edi
Burroughs w ith its A frican explorers, blonde jungle god tor Edw in Baird, w ere tame and old-fashioned. Things
dess, and trained apes. J. C. Kofoed’s T h e Jew eled Ibis was a began to improve rapidly w hen Baird was replaced by his
ludicrously complicated tale o f Egyptian spells and sleep assistant, Farnsworth W right, a man o f erudition and lit
ing priestesses. Another short fiction, T h e M an W ho Met erary insight and adventurousness. Born in 1888, W right
Himself, by Donovan Bayley, detailed a battle o f w its be had served as a French interpreter in the U.S. A rm y dur
tween a drunk and his naked subliminal self A n editorial, ing W orld W ar LHe contracted a case o f sleeping sickness,
a pair o f poems, and some factual odds and ends (H alted by w hich developed into the relentlessly debilitating
Ghosts on W ay to W ork, Finds Q ueer Race in Malay, Says Parkinson’s disease. T h e constant shaking caused by the
Earth Is on W ane, etc.) rounded out the historic first issue. disease eventually left him unable to sign his name w ith
The next seven offered similar collections o f second-rate out using both hands. Some visitors to the W eird Tales of
thrills. Hersey w as fired at that point, replaced by Ronald fice w ere taken aback at their first meeting w ith W right,
Oliphant, and the magazine grew to conventional pulp im agining his trem bling was the result o f reading too
siz,e and began to publish some recognisable names o f the many scary stories. W righ t’s tastes in fantastic fiction were
time—H. Bedford-Jones, T od Robbins, Murray Leinster— both catholic and inspired. T h e stories he bought ranged
along w ith the nonentities. A nother eight issues were across a limitless spectrum o f the imaginary, from folkloric
filled w ith an indiscrim inate m ix o f outre fiction and tales o f vampires and w erewolves to galactic science fic-
swashbuckling adventure. Having failed to find a sizable
readership or a coherent editorial policy, T h e T hrill Book
was canceled abruptly after its 16th appearance, a little Opposite: W eird Tales, begun in 1 9 2 3 , quickly became and
more than seven months after its debut
remains the greatest of all horror and fantasy publications.
The next pulp to specialise in the supernatural would
T he vampiric flapper pictured here is the work of Margaret
have a considerably longer life—over 30 years, 2 7 9 issues—
Brundage.
36 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
tion, historical speculations, arabesque fantasies, psycho- would fill many thick volumes and have done so: Jum bee,
pathic memoirs, ghost stories, exotic adventures, sword- a story o f voodoo in the Caribbean by Henry S.
and-sorcery epics. Although he continually tried to find W hitehead, the Archdeacon o f the Episcopal Church in
material he hoped would slow the magazine’s perennial the Virgin Islands; A rthur J. Burks’ great ghost story T he
slide toward financial ruin (sales w ere seldom much above Ghosts o f Steam boat Coulee; Edmond Hamilton’s three-part
the break-even point), W righ t found it difficult i f not im epic Across Space, in w hich Martians attempt to pull the
possible to reject a story simply because it was “taboo" or Earth out o f its orbir, Mive, by Carl Jacobi, a tale o f giant
not “commercial." In turn, most contributors to the maga carnivorous butterflies; Mary Elizabeth Counselman’s
zine held W righ t in the highest esteem “He was a great stunning short-short T h ree M arked Pennies; T h e W erew olf
man, a great editor,” says Jack W illiamson. “He struggled o f Ponkert, by H. W arner Munro, told in the voice o f the
nobly in the face o f his physical infirm ities and really tortured title character; N ictzin Dyalhis’ T h e Sea Witch, a
loved literature and the fantastic. He didn’t look down on haunting story o f an old man’s return to youth; T h e Horror
the pulps, and in fact his dream project was a ‘W righ t’s on the Links, the first o f Seabury Quinn's 9 3 stories about
Edition’ o f Shakespeare in pulp format, but he only got as French occult detective Jules de Grandin. From his home
far as one volume, w ith illustrations by Virgil Finley.” base in Harrisonville, N ew Jersey, the Poirot-ish de
Highlights from the magazine during W righ t’s tenure Grandin battled the gamut o f supernatural bad guys—
mummies, werewolves, ghosts, zombies,a surprising num
ber o f them operating in the otherwise quiet N ew Jersey
town. The stories featured breakneck action and lots o f
k in k y sexuality and w ere among the readers’ favorites.
There w ere grand-scale serials in the tradition o f
Burroughs and A. Merritt: O tis A delbert Kline’s Tam a,
Son o f the Tiger, Thom as Kelley’s I Found Cleopatra, Jack
W illiam son’s Golden Blood. The last was a superb fantasy-
adventure about a soldier o f fortune (character based on
pulp scribe E. H offmann Price) and a lost civ ilization in
the Arabian sands (atmosphere courtesy o f T. E. Lawrence’s
Revolt in the D esert), and it inspired one o f the magazine’s
best cover illustrations, by J. A llen St. John. W rig h t wrote
breathlessly o f it to W illiam son: “that colossal golden
tiger loom ing gigantic against the s k y ... and in the fore
ground Price and Fouad sitting astride their w hite cam
els and looking quite L illiputian by com parison... W hat
a gorgeous splash o f color—the golden-yellow tiger, the
v ivid green o f Vekyra’s robe and the intense crim son o f
M alikar’s garment. Allah!"
It could be said w ith only slight exaggeration that any
issue ofW eird Tales from the mid-’20s to the mid-’30s con
stituted a “Best O P collection, so frequently did W righ t’s
editorial choices strike gold.
Although it was considered a difficult market to crack,
and W righ t cultivated a group o f regular contributors, he
had no predisposition against unpedigreed talent, and
Weird Tales, April 1 9 3 4 . many a neophyte w riter made his or her first sale to the
(even then) legendary magazine. E. Hoffmann Price, W eird
Tales regular and W righ t’s friend and fellow Oriental-rug
enthusiast, recalled: “W right's enthusiasm upon getting a
37
Another weird and tintiling tale about Northwest Smith, by the author
o f "Shambleau"—an amazing story o f ultimate horror
new name from the slush pile was beautiful to see. And black magic. Both Sm ith and Jirel were so popular w ith
the time, I think in the early thirties, when I bounced into readers that they demanded the pair meet. Moore obliged
C hicago he was fairly babbling and stuttering, he had no w ith Quest o f the Starston ein the Novem ber 1 9 3 7 W eird
time to greet me. He handed me C. L. Moore’s first manu Tales. It was not at first w idely know n that C: L. Moore’s
script and paced the floor and muttered as I read, and then initials stood for Catherine Lucille. A fan letter from an
he closed shop and declared it 'C. L. Moore Day.”' The slush other w riter o f fantasy fiction, Henry Kuttner, was ad
pile discovery was Sham bleau, the first o f the Northwest dressed to “Mr.” Moore. The confusion was sorted out and
Smith stories. The outlaw-spaceman hero rescues a girl the tw o w riters w ere married.
from a Martian mob but soon discovers she is not a girl at Among W rig h t’s other notable discoveries was a
all but a Shambleau, a bizarre female monster. Moore’s youthful Tennessee W illiam s, whose first published story,
w riting was richly atmospheric, full o f surreal imagery T h e V engeance o f Nitocris, appeared in the August 1928
and a grim nihilism. The Sm ith stories took the W eird Tales. In this short story about ancient Egypt, a deca
Burroughsian vision o f interplanetary adventure—space dent pharaoh commits an angry-desecration o f the altar o f
ships and swords—and added in-depth characterisation Osiris and is torn to pieces by the outraged Theban citi
and dark poetry. It was an astonishing series. Nearly, as zenry. His sister, the new Queen Nitocris, plots an elabo
good were Moore's six tales o f Jirel o f Joiry, a sw ashbuck rate and satisfying but suicidal revenge. A fter much car
ling swordswoman in an imaginary medieval world o f nage, the final paragraph is poignant:.
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T herefore, upon h er en tran ce into th e p a la ce she Howard. Each man w ould have a relatively short w rit
ing career—tw o w ould die untim ely deaths—and each
ordered her slaves to fill instantly her boudoir w ith hot
w ould produce a body o f w o rk o f stunning originality
and smoking ashes. W h en this had been done, she went
and im aginative brilliance.
to the room, en tered it, closed the door and locked it Howard Phillips Lovecraft was born on August 20,
securely, and then flu n g h erself dow n upon a couch in 1890, in Providence, Rhode Island. T h e Lovecrafts were
the cen ter o f the room. In a short tim e th e scorching an U sher-like clan o f crum bling aristocrats, touched by
madness and consumed by eccentricity. H. P.’s father was
heat and the suffocating thick fum es o f th e smoke
institutionalized, and his mother was neurotically ob
overpow ered her. O nly her beautiful dead body re sessed w ith keeping her son from contact w ith the outside
m ained fo r th e hands o f th e mob. world. “I was very peculiar,” he w rote o f his younger self
T h e isolated child became a precocious reader in his
Not bad for a 14-year-old. grandfather’s old library, soaking up the lore in musty vol
T h e January 1 9 3 5 issue o f W T included the profes umes on Greco-Roman mythology, the mysterious East,
sional debut o f another young author, Robert Bloch. A de and colonial N ew England. He adored the stories o f Edgar
voted reader o f the magazine since the age o f ten, Bloch Allan Poe, Jules Verne, and, later, Lord Dunsany, the Brit
was a mainstay o f the letters column, called T h e Eyrie, and ish peer and fantast w ho w rote o f imaginary worlds, com
as a m em ber o f the so-called Lovecraft C ircle—more plete w ith their ow n gods and myths. In his late 20s, still
about that in a moment—corresponded w ith many o f the reclusive and by conventional standards “peculiar,”
magazine’s leading contributors. “I saw m y first copy o f Lovecraft began w riting fantasy stories and sketches for
W eird Tales in August 1927,” Bloch recalls,“and its pages amateur publications. These came to the attention o f
opened up a w hole new w orld for m e ... It became a sort Henneberger, W eird Tales' founder, and he solicited sub
o f nontheological Book o f Revelation. T h e sale o f m y first missions from the Rhode Island hermit. T h e han dw rit
story to the magazine w as the most exciting event in my ten manuscripts Lovecraft sent in w ere dismissed by edi
17-year-old life.” Bloch’s shocking T h e tor E d w in Baird but the publisher
Feast in the A b b e y was follow ed by 66 overruled him. T h e Lovecraft byline
other stories for W eird T ales—among appeared in W eird T ales for the first
them, such classics as Yours Truly, Ja c k time in the O ctober 1 9 2 3 issue, accom
the Ripper, Enoch, and T h e Skull o f the panying a short story titled Dagon, an
M arquis de Sade—all distinguished by exercise in sheer h ysteria
the author’s mordant w it and ironic Henneberger saw clearly the man’s
prose style. enormous talent. Aside from buying
Three w riters in particular have everything Lovecraft initially subm it
come to represent the great and unique ted, the publisher hired him to ghost
qualities o f W eird Tales. T h ey are the w rite a story for W eird Tales' most fa
holy trin ity o f W T : H. P. Lovecraft, mous contributor, Harry Houdini.
Clark A shton Sm ith, and Robert E. W ritten in a tongue-in-cheek but still
hair-raising style, Imprisoned with the
Pharaohs was finished, lost, and then
w ritten again from scratch on
Lovecraft’s w edding night. “W h en I buckled dow n to the
Above: Despite the magazine's often grim and gruesome under-the-pyramid stuff,” he joked to a correspondent, “I
contents, W eird Tales' most frequent cover artist Margaret let m yself loose and coughed up some o f the most name
less, slithering, unmentionable H O R R O R that ever stalked
Brundage preferred the erotic to the horrific. H er distinctive
cloven-hoofed through the tenebrous and necrophagous
cover art was drawn with pastels.
abysses o f elder night." Lovecraft’s marriage, perhaps need
Opposite: H. P. Lovecraft in the t g jo s . less to say, did not last long.
Above: Strange Talcs was Clayton's
answer to W eird Tales. Editor
Harry Bates used many of the W T
regulars, paying them more money,
more frequently.
He hit his stride in the March 1 9 2 4 issue w ith T h e Rats sense o f reality by m aking many o f his narrators or pro
in the W alls, the first o f his now-classic tales o f skin-crawl tagonists sober-sided rationalists—professional men or aca
ing horror. The final, metrical sentence is a clear echo o f Poe: dem ics from the distinguished M iskatonic University,
home to one o f the hideous extant Necronomicons. W hen
T hey must know it was the rats; the slithering scurrying
people such as these bear witness, the monstrous happen
rats whose scam pering will never let m e sleep; the daemon ings must be true. And in the M ythos stories, Lovecraft in
rats that race behind the paddin g in this room and beckon stills a disturbing afterglow—w hatever the conclusion of
me down to greater horrors than l have ever known; the an individual story, the reader realises that the foul A n
cient Ones are still out there somewhere, w aiting to return.
rats they can never hear; the rats, the rats in the walls.
However, regardless o f these and other entertainer’s calcu
Lovecraft’s greatest work belongs to an unofficial story cycle lations, the real pow er in Lovecraft’s w ork doubtless came
that has come to be know n as “The Cthulhu Mythos” Re from a deeper source. M any o f the horrific concepts and the
shaping and expanding on ideas culled from the w ritings grotesque imagery in the stories Lovecraft witnessed in his
o f Dunsany, A rthur Machen, and Robert W . Chambers, dreams, and the continuing themes o f madness and famil
Lovecraft created a series offictions that, he wrote,“are based ial decay w ere obviously matters o f personal concern for
on the fundamental lore or legend that this w orld was in the writer.
habited at one time by another race who, in practicing black A fter the end o f his b rie f marriage and “period o f ex
magic, lost their foothold and were expelled, yet live on out ile,” as he called his wedded stay in Brooklyn, N ew York,
side ever ready to take possession, o f this earth again." Lovecraft returned to the fam ily home in Providence,
Lovecraft’s exiled beings, the A ncient Ones, w ith such Rhode Island, forever. He resided w ith his tw o elderly
names as Cthulhu, Nyarlathotep, Yog-Sothoth, continually aunts, his living expenses barely met by a small inheritance
and horrifically return to Earth w ith the assistance o f igno and the pittance he made from the sale o f his pulp stories.
rant or evil mortals. Their bios and the secrets o f the planet’s He had few acquaintances and no further intimate contacts
dread early history are contained in the mouldering pages w ith women. But Lovecraft was an obsessive letter-writer,
o f the few remaining copies o f the mad A rab Abdul and formed an epistolary relationship w ith a large net
Alha^red’s ancient volume T h e Necronomicon. The first in w o rk o f W eird T ales fans and fellow writers, including
stallment in the Mythos, T h e Call o f Cthulhu (W T , Febru August Derleth, E. Hoffmann Price, H enry W hitehead,
ary 19 28) is eerie enough but distanced by a series o f narra Clark A shton Sm ith, Robert Howard, Bernard Austin
tive frames. T h e Dunwich Horror, published in April 1929, D w yer, J. Vernon Shea—the Lovecraft Circle, as it was
has a more direct impact, w ith its rampaging “teratologically k n o w n Depending on the correspondent, his letters could
fabulous" monsters. The story was inspired in part by a trip be acidulous or sweet. He encouraged many an aspiring
Lovecraft took to western Massachusetts in the area o f Athol, w riter and helped the talented ones break into print, in
w hich he transformed into the infernal Cold Spring Glen, cluding a teenaged Robert Bloch
home to the “repellently decadent" Whateleys. The theme O n March 15, 1937, the 46-year-old Lovecraft died
o f death and rebirth, the nasty nativity and crucifixion o f from intestinal cancer and Bright’s disease A t the time o f his
the Yog-Sothoth-fathered creature, can be read as an outra death, Lovecraft was little know n beyond the readership o f
geous remake o f Christian myth. The story cycle continued the “tasteless” W eird Tales, and his passing w ent unnoticed
w ith T he W hisperer in Darkness, T he Shadow over Innsmouth, by the media and the literary establishment. O nly many
A t the Mountains o f Madness, T h e H aunter o f the D ark (in years later, w ith countless worldw ide republications and
w hich he kills o ff his real-life correspondent and acolyte translations o f his work, did he come to be seen as the great
Robert Bloch), and a half-do7,en other loosely connected est w riter o f horror stories since Edgar Allan Poe.
nightmares.
Lovecraft affected a dispassionate attitude toward the IKE L O V E C R A F T , C lark A shton Sm ith w as a
supernatural and denied any personal, psychological im
pulse for his work. T o be sure, much o f the terrifying effec
L hermetic personality and ill at ease in the 20th cen
tury. He lived most o f his life w ith his parents in a primitive
tiveness o f his fiction comes from skilled storytelling. cabin in rural Auburn, California, near the gold mines o f
Lovecraft cleverly gave the god-awful events a heightened Placer County. In this unlikely region, the self-educated
Clark Ashton Smith, E. Hoffmann Price, Edmond Hamilton, (W T, May 1932), for instance, an electrifying tale o f a
Jack Williamson, and Monte Lindsley, in Auburn, group o f archaeologists encountering leechlike, skull
even o f this, and preferred the silence o f the petrified the age o f 61, but continued to lead a relatively isolated life
women, or the muteness o f the beasts that could no longer in the backwoods o f California, and died there in 1961
call themselves men" N ostalgia and psychic pain haunt W h y he gave up w riting has never been explained.
another o f Sm ith’s m asterworks, T h e E m pire o f th e N ec
R
romancers, arguably his greatest story. M matmuor and O B E R T E. H O W A R D , the third member o f the
Sodosma, tw o black magicians capable o f raising the r W eird Tales triumvirate, wrote horror and fantastic
dead, attempt to create their ow n kingdom from the de fiction in a variety o f styles, some o f it clearly in homage to
ceased citizens o f a c ity doomed by plague. T h e corrupt Lovecraft, but the m ajority o f his w ork belonged to the
w izards succeed, filling their kingdom w ith a populace genre o f heroic fantasy, now generally referred to as sword -
of resurrected skeletons and plague-scarred corpses. But and-sorcery. T he style derived in part from the interplan
the dead, longing to return to their interrupted sleep, rebel etary romances o f Edgar Rice Burroughs, the exotic and
and the necromancers are given their ju st desserts: supernatural-tinged adventure stories o f Talbot Mundy,
and the historical tales o f Mongol barbarians by Harold
Hestaiyon lifted the great sword and struck o ff the head of
Lamb. Howard’s stories w ere intensely imagined, action-
Mmatmuor and the head o f Sodosma, each with a single packed, blood-drenched epics, w ritten in a grand, vivid
blow. Then, as had been directed, he quartered the muscular prose that fairly leapt o ff the page He created a
remains with mighty strokes. A n d the necromancers gave number o f invincible, pitiless warrior-heroes: Bran Mak
Morn, leader o f the Caledonian Piets against the legions o f
up their unclean lives, and lay supine, without movement,
ancient Rome, Solomon Kane, an Elizabethan Puritan, bat
adding a deeper red to the rose and a brighter hue to the
tling savagery and the supernatural in darkest Africa; Kull,
sad purple o f their couches. a king in ancient Atlantis; and his most famous and success
ful creation, Conan, the barbarian adventurer. Conan lived
Sm ith had the poet’s love o f rare words and elaborate
in the H yborian Age o f some 12,000 years ago, a time o f
imagery. His best w ork has a narcotic, incantatory effect
magic and monsters, spectacular violence, and exclusively
on the reader. “Take one step across the threshold o f his sto
voluptuous women. There were 17 Conan stories o f vari
ries," Ray Bradbury has w ritten,“and you plunge into color,
ous lengths published in W eird Tales, and Howard devel
sound, taste, smell, and texture—into language.” Sm ith v ir
oped the series in non-chronological order, taking the char
tually ceased w riting fiction after 1937. He occupied him
acter back and forth from youth to middle age, and through
self w ith other things, including the carving o f grotesque
various forms o f employment, including mercenary, thief,
sculptures, now highly priced by collectors. He married at
pirate, and king.
Howard claimed to have based Conan on various
roughnecks he encountered in his Texas homeland, but
there w as psychic autobiography involved as w ell—in
Munsey's Fantastic
dreams Howard recurringly saw him self as an ancient bar
Novels was made up
barian—and the author’s passionate b elief in his material
of decades-old serials
gives the Conan stories their undeniable v ivacity and
originally printed in force. In Queen o f the Black Coast, drifting on a dark poison
Argosy and All- river in search o f a treasure-laden lost city, an unusually
Story. T he issue for loquacious Conan states his life’s philosophy, and defines
January 1 9 4 1 had a the character's wish-fulfillm ent appeal:
cover by Virgil Finlay,
“Let me live deep w hile I live: let me know the rich juices
best known for his
o f red meat and stinging wine on my palate, the hot
interior illustrations in
Weird Tales. em brace o f w hite arms, and the m ad exultation o f battle
when the blue blades flam e and crimson, and la m
content. Let teachers and priests and philosophers brood
G olden B lood
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over questions o f reality and illusion. I know this: if life is he took out a Colt .380 he had borrowed from a friend,
thumbed the safety, placed the barrel in his mouth, and
an illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus,
pulled the trigger.
the illusion is real to me. I live. I burn with life, I love, I
Jack Scott, a young Cross Plains reporter and an ac
slay, and am content." quaintance o f Robert’s, arrived at the Howard house a
Robert Ervin Howard w as born in 1 9 0 6 in the small short time later. He recalled for me w hat happened next:
Texas tow n o f Peaster. W h en Robert w as nine, the family It was a news story and I was running a new spaper here
moved to Cross Plains, w here he lived w ith his mother and
and I was a stringer for A ssociated Press. I went down
father for the rest o f his life. He had been interested in w rit
and the yard was filling with people already. Robert was
ing from a very early age and was greatly inspired by
books o f history and W estern lore and the stories in A d sitting in the front seat o f the car and h e’d blown his
venture magazine. Spear and Fang, his first sale to W eird brains out. I was standing in the yard w hen the J P —the
Tales, was printed in the issue for Ju ly 192 5 , and from
Ju stice o f the Peace—cam e out o f the house and called me
1 9 2 8 his byline appeared in the magazine an average o f
in, said, ‘ I want to ask you something." T h e J P acted as a
eight times a year. A lthough W eird T ales was his most
sympathetic market, H ow ard—unlike Lovecraft or coroner in those small towns and he had to render a
Sm ith—considered him self a professional pulp w riter and verdict on cause o f death. Fie took me into H ow ard’s room
in addition to his fantastic material he w rote and sold ad and showed me a piece o f p ap er rolled into the typew riter
venture, W estern, detective, and sports stories.
with some words on it and asked me to read it. It was a
Howard grew up to be a large, strong young man and
little poem:
indulged in the usual masculine rites o f hunting, fishing,
and drinking, but he clearly stood apart from the simple
farmers and small-town mentalities o f Cross Plains. Many “A ll fled, all done, so lift me on the pyre;
considered the moody, inw ard w riter for suspect pulp T h e feast is over, and the lamps expire."
magazines to be—in one resident’s term—“a weirdie.’’ As
Howard once wrote, “It is no light thing to enter into a pro A n d then the J P —he was just a fin e farm er, not a literary
fession absolutely foreign to the people among w hich one’s m an—says, “W hat does ’p y re’ mean?" A n d I told him it
lot is cast ” His love life—or lack o f it—has been the subject
meant Robert had killed himself. A n d the JP says, "Yep,"
o f much speculation, and Howard w as know n to have
and rendered the verdict. Robert's mother died that
been devoted to his dom ineering mother to an unusual
degree. He was prone to bouts o f despairing self-reflection evening and they w ere buried in a double funeral.
and spoke o f suicide on a number o f occasions. Depression
did not slow his productivity, however, and from his bat Robert Howard was 3 0 years old.
tered Underwood flow ed thousands o f pages o f fiction,
verse, and correspondence.
W
EIRD T A L E S was not a financially reliable
In the spring o f 1936, Mrs. Howard became gravely
market for writers. T h e “payment on publica
ill. O n the morning of June 1 l.after a sleepless night at his
tion” policy often became “payment w henever" Regular
comatose mother’s bedside, Robert w as informed that she
contributors w ere sometimes ow ed for five or six pub
would never recover. A t the typew riter in his w orkroom
lished stories. Pathetic payment plans w ere sometimes
he w rote some lines o f poetry, then w ent outside to the
offered. Jack W illiam son, ow ed $ 6 0 0 for his serialised
family’s '31 Chevrolet sedan. From the glove compartment.
novel Golden Blood, was eventually paid o ff in $50-per-
month installments. “T h ey ju st never had any money,”
Opposite: ‘ What a gorgeous splash of color," wrote W eird says W illiam son. He visited the C hicago office and found
Tales editor Farnsworth Wright of this J. Allen St. John cover the circum stances very modest. “There was a tiny ante
painting. "The golden yellow tiger, the vivid green of Vekyra's room and tw o small offices, one for Farnsw orth W right,
robe and intense crimson of M alikar’s garment. Allah!" one for Bill Sprenger, the business manager. There w as no
46 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
secretary, no assistant editors” In search o f another for Hugh Cave’s feverish tale o f vampires at the Gray Toad Inn,
mula for success, W rig h t started an adventure-fantasy and Jack W illiam son’s sw ift and savage w erew olf novella,
magazine, Oriental Stories. W ith its specialised content W olves of Darkness. Clayton ran into massive financial prob
and W T stable o f contributors, this w as no less idiosyn lems in this period and after seven issues Strange Tales
cratic than W eird T ales and no more successful. It was folded along w ith the rest o f the Clayton chain. Macfadden
retooled and retitled T h e M agic C arpet M agazine after published Ghost Stories, w ith a narrow subject matter,
nine issues and expired after another five. W eird Tales mostly poor stories, and a short life Better Publications put
was sold in 1 9 3 8 and editorial offices w ere moved from out a short-lived and lousy fantasy magazine called Strange
Chicago to N ew Y o rk Farnsw orth W rig h t stayed w ith Stories. Late in 1939, Munsey came up w ith an economical
the magazine but was fired in late 1939. He died not long title, Famous Fantastic Mysteries, w hich reprinted famous as
after from com plications related to an experim ental brain well as forgotten material from W orld W ar I-era issues o f
operationThe magazine lasted until Septem ber 1954, but Munsey’s Argosy and All-Story, including stories by A.
never again attained the greatness o f its first dozjen years. Merritt and Ralph Milne Farley.
O nly a few publications ever tried to follow in W eird In March 1939, tw o decades after the demise o f the
Tales' footsteps. Clayton Publications brought out Strange pioneering pulp T h e T hrill Book, Street & Sm ith returned
Tales in September 1931. Editor Harry Bates lured the best to the realm o f the fantastic w ith Unknown, another
W T writers w ith pay rates o f tw o cents a word and actual trailblaz;ing effort and the only magazine to bear artistic
paychecks as w ell Lovecraft failed to measure up but Smith comparison w ith W eird Tales. Unknown was edited by
and Howard made several sales. Bates preferred streamlined John W . Campbell, the brilliant science-fiction w riter and
prose and fast-paced action, exemplified by Murgunstrumm, innovative editor o f Astounding Science-Fiction. Campbell,
the futurist, had a predictable disdain for w hat he saw as
the antique tone o f much o f the fiction in W T . He w rote a
note to potential contributors, disparaging his legendary
rival: "Unknown is not going to be science fiction, nor is it
going to be another W eird Tales. That’s genuinely fact; not
a b o ast... I do not w ant old-fashioned, 19th-century w rit
ing, the kind that has burdened fantasy steadily in Weird
Tales. I do not w ant unpleasant gods and godlings w ith
penchants for vivisection, and nude and beauteous maid
ens to be sacrificed.”
W h at he did w ant and published in the pages o f U n
known w ere m ostly modern-dress and, b y his definition,
“logical” fantasy and horror stories, many w ith a strongly
ironic perspective. Robert Bloch, for instance, began to ex
press in Unknown the sardonic sense o f hum or he had
kept largely in check at W eird Tales. Sim ilarly, the heroic
fantasies o f Cam pbell discovery F rit 2; Leiber, Jr, featur
ing the adventures o f the w arrior Fafhrd and feisty side-
k ick the G ray Mouser, brought w it and fallibility to R ob
ert E. H ow ard’s Conan country. “Cam pbell didn’t really
w ant that sort o f material in U nknow n,” says Leiber, the
man w ho coined the term sword-and-sorcery, “but he ap
preciated the humor and the tone in my w ritin g ... He
had a certain humorous slant on things. M y story Conjure
Robert E. Howard of Cross Plains, Texas. W ife, about housew ives as modern w itches, started w ith
Cam pbell talking to me about all the things w om en kept
in their handbags.”
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D
E SP IT E T H E P R E SE N C E o f brilliant w riters and
Unknown. Begun in 1939 as a an overabundance o f greatly entertaining stories,
companion to Astounding Science none o f the horror and fantasy pulps w ere moneymakers.
Fiction, Unknown shared A large audience for this type o f material sim ply could not
Sailors from ships flying all the known flags w ere packed
all, o f Singapore.
every era in history from Pharaonic Egypt to Bolshevik names in the field w rote from firsthand experience. W ar
Russia, every exo tic locale from D eath V alley to the heroes w rote w ar stories, pilots w rote flying stories, sail
Himalayas, every dangerous occupation from telephone ors w rote tales o f the sea, and cow boys w rote Westerns.
lineman to pirate. Editors eagerly pointed out w h ich w riter had lost an eye
T h e vicarious adventurer could p ick his thrills from in the battle at Belleau W ood, w h ich one w as ju st back
a huge stack o f magazines, at the bottom o f w h ich w ere from T ah iti or tiger-hunting in Kumaon. Theodore Roscoe,
any num ber o f cheap W estern and knockabou t action one o f Argosy’s leading contributors, was a globe-trotting
titles, and at the top four eclectic-content publications— journalist. “I was always catching a freighter to some
A dventure, Argosy, Blue Book, and Short Stories—consid where," he recalled for me. “Europe, Africa, South America
ered to be the crow n jew els o f the pulp world. These four ...” Roscoe w ent to H aiti to investigate voodoo ceremonies,
offered higher pay—three or four times the norm —and resulting in a pair o f excellent Argosy serials, A G rave Must
prestige, at least b y rough-paper standards, and in return Be D eep and Z Is for Zombie. H is T hibaut Corday series—
demanded “slick" quality prose and story construction, ironic, almost M aughamesque short stories about the
realism, and authenticity. T h e regular contributors to the French Foreign Legion—grew out o f a trip to French Mo
top adventure m agazines w ere the pulp com m unity’s rocco and A lgeria “I w ent to the Legion headquarters at
elite, and many a successful pulpster w ould fail to ever Sidi bel A bbes and to a place called Biskra in the desert,
crack this lofty m arket even after years o f trying. “A d v en listening to stories, taking notes. There was a small w ar
ture bounced my stories tim e w ith o u t end,” w rote E. w ith the A rabs going on but all the Legionnaires I saw
H offman Price, best know n for his fantasy fictio n in w ere w orking pick and shovel, building a road. Glamor
W eird Tales,“until came the one w h ich w as authentic, the ous, no. In Casablanca I met an old Legionnaire w ith hash-
one in w h ich I clearly knew w hat I w as talking about." marks up to his elbow. He had been in the Legion forever
T h e readership, too, logically enough, w as several cuts and had a thousand stories. I used him as the prototype for
above the average, know ledgeable about history, geogra my narrator, Corday.”
phy, weapons, etc, evidenced by the learned and some For those w ithout personal experience to fictionalize,
times vituperative correspondence columns. T h e readers diligent research was called for and it could mean much
read w ith a kind o f engagement and seriousness that more than a few trips to the library. T h e introverted Carl
hardly exists today, and they w ere ever ready to pounce Jacobi w rote dozens o f convincingly detailed tales o f con
on a w riter w ho d idn’t get his facts straight. temporary Borneo and N ew Guinea w ithout ever ventur
W ith the demand for realistic and authoritative ad ing beyond his hometown o f Minneapolis. Aside from con
venture stories, it is not surprising that many o f the top sulting the appropriate published w orks on the subject—
Right: Theodore Roscoe, aboard a
freighter off the coast of Honduras,
circa 1 9 3 2 .
H om e Life o f a Borneo H ead Hunter, Ju n gle Wallah, etc.— fered at least 2 0 years o f dependably exciting—if some
Jacobi solicited background info through correspondence times blandly exciting—male-oriented stories. The most
w ith the same sort ofpith-helm eted colonials he was w rit popular pulp w riters—Edgar R ice Burroughs and Max
ing about. His letters o f inquiry to the back o f beyond trav Brand at the summit, Johnston McCulley, Luke Short, Otis
eled by ocean liner, coastal freighter, river launch, and—for A delbert Kline, etc.—were w ell represented in the pages
the final leg through the jungle—by native runner, a jou r o f the Munsey flagship. Short Stories, previously a literary
ney o f three months’ time, w ith another three or four journal, turned pulp in 1 9 1 0 and had a long and distin
months needed for Jacobi to receive his reply. T h e results, guished run under the editorial guidance o f H arry E.
though, w ere w orth it—long detailed letters from lonely Maule. Blue Book had also had a pre-pulp incarnation, as a
traders and district officers, full o f biz,arre local customs genteel, general interest periodical, before sw itching to
and violent incidents—“Dear Mr. Ja c o b i... In the middle rough paper and strictly masculine fare. It published many
Sepik between Origam bi and the R iver there is a strong o f the top names in adventure and historical w riting, in
secret society called ‘Sanguman.’ T h ey practice killing, the cluding Brand and other Faustian bylines, P. C. W ren o f
motive for w hich is not understood y e t...” It then took only Beau Geste fame, Achmed A bdullah (The W h ite Russian/
Jacobi’s artful craftsmanship to turn this material into gems Afghani author o f T h e T h ief o f B agdad and numerous ex
like Spider W ires and East o f Samarinda. otic pulp tales o f hatchet men and opium dens in N ew
O f the four distinguished general adventure pulps, York’s Chinatow n), and the prolific H. Bedford-Jones,
Argosy, the fiction magazine that started the pulp era, had whose specialty w as the m ilitary and warfare through the
settled into an all-adventure format in the 1920s and of ages.
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Below: W estern stories were overall the most popular of all couraged to submit their resumes. “There’s not much to say
forms of pulp fiction. about me," w rote Magda Leigh, one o f the magazine's few
wom en writers. T m ju st one o f those freaks. I should have
Opposite: "Thrilling" was a favorite word of Standard
been a man and wasn’t. I love the sea and ships far better
Publications. It was applied not only to spy stories, but love, than anything else in the world, w ith the exception ol my
mystery, detective, and W estern stories as well. daughter.... T h e strange part o f it all is that I ve never been
shipwrecked. I’ve been through a South Am erican revo
lution (I adored it!), and any number o f earthquakes, and
even plague, but the sea has treated
me kindly.” A nother back:of-the-book
column was “A sk Adventure," a ques-
tion-and-answer information service
w herein the magazine’s far-flung “staff
The best o f the adventure magazines, o f experts” replied to queries about ev
and inarguably one o f the handful o f erything from bicycle repair to croco
great pulp publications, was Adventure. dile trapping. The “Lost Trails” depart
One o f many magazines put out by a ment allowed readers to advertise for
division o f a dress-pattern company, information about missing relatives
Adventure debuted w ith an issue dated and long-lost friends. Hoffman created
Novem ber 1910. The first editor, a veterans’ “minute men” netw ork that
Trum bull W hite, was an outdoorsman became the national organization The
and explorer, and wanderlust got the Am erican Legion. He established and
better o f him after less than a year. He printed updated information about so-
was replaced by a magazine pro named called Camp Fire Stations, scattered ad
Arthur Sullivant Hoffman. Hoffman was an “indoorsman," dresses w here peripatetic readers could pick up their mail,
but he knew good stories from bad and he knew how to cadge a meal or a bunk, and swap tall tales w ith kindred
find them He sought adventure fiction that would meet spirits. These and other practical or romantic services fos
the high literary standards set by recent masters o f the tered a reader involvement and loyalty that w ere know n
form—Rider Haggard, Robert Louis Stevenson, Kipling, to few other magazines.
Jack London. “It was slow work. T h e budget was very W h ile Hoffman and his editorial team were
small—far too small to compete for stories o f the best deskbound on the top floor o f the Butterick Building, on
know n w riters or even for the average stories o f the Spring and Thom pson in N ew York, far from camp fires
smooth-paper magazines. W e gave our first and best atten or crocodiles, adventure sometimes came to them. On one
tion to stories from unknow n writers.” occasion, an A frican chieftain in full regalia arrived at
Hoffman did more than find first-rate fiction for his Hoffman’s office, demonstrated a w ar dance, took umbrage
magazine. He made innovative use o f A dventure’s back- at something—perhaps he had a story rejected—and began
matter pages, previously considered the place for expend firing a rifle at random in the hallways.
able filler. Together w ith his assistant editor, Sinclair A m ong A dven tu re’s regular contributors—Hoffman
Lew is—the future w inner o f the N obel Prize for litera called them his W riters Brigade—w ere Harold Lamb,
ture—Hoffman devised several popular and much im i w ritin g lusty adventures o f K hlit the Cossack and vari
tated editorial departments intended to make interactive ous other hyperactive barbarians; G ordon Young, w ho
contact between the magazine and its readers. T h e Camp w rote about hard-boiled H urricane W illiam s, a n ih ilis
Fire, ostensibly a letters column, became a rambunctious tic South Seas drifter; A rthur O. Friel, specializing in dan
open house w here editors, writers, and readers exchanged gerous expeditions to the A m azon and O rinoco; W . C.
comments, critiques, and sometimes insults. T h e Camp Fire Tuttle, the M ark T w ain o f the pulp cow boy story; M ajor
gave writers a chance to detail the biographical or factual M alcolm W heeler-N icholson, late o f the U.S. A rm y cav
context for their stories, and new contributors w ere en alry, turning some o f his many m ilitary exploits into ex-
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army) and claimed that many o f his pulp yarns he had first - hijaptting tales o f high adventure w ith fascinating char
heard told by old-timers in the bunkhouse. Most o f his acters and v ivid w ord pictures o f the “exotic East" His
characters Were unglamorous roughnecks and they drank w ork Was further distinguished by its lack o f colonial con-
a corisiderable amount o f alcohol, a trait they shared w ith ’ formism, the so rt'o f cant and racism endemic to British
their creator He wrote every morning, six days a week, and Empire stories. M undy’s recurring cast o f Orientals—the
always w ith a bottle o f “hooch” w ithin arm’s reach. Dur crafty babu Chullunder Ghose, the Mata Hari—like
ing Prohibition, Coburn used to hide a stock o f tequila in Yasmini, the fearless w arrior Narayan Singh, among
the stove o f his Arizona cottage. O ne time a pulp editor them—are at least as fully and sympathetically drawn as
from N ew York came to visit, there was a chill, and W alt his assorted Anglo-A m erican Secret Service aces and
thoughtlessly fired up the stove. It exploded, nearly kill W h ite Hunters, -
ing the visiting tenderfoot. In the mid-'20s, he began w riting historical fiction, the
Perhaps the most significant member o f A dven tu res saga o f Tros o f Sam olhrace, a Greek adventurer and nem
W riters Brigade was Talbot Mundy, w^iose long associa esis ofju liu s Caesar. T h e Tros series, totaling a mighty half-
tion w ith the magazine began in the February 1 9 1 1 issue a-million words in A dventure, was as pleasurable a read
w ith a non-ffction sketch,'Pig Sticking in India, .only the ing experience as any the pulps ever offered. Mundy’s char
second piece he had ever written, and continued w ith acterisation o f Caesar as “a liar, a brute, a treacherous hum
scores.of stories and serialised novels. He was another ad bug” brought forth a deluge o f angry letters from history
venturous, larger-than-life character, as A rthur Hoffman buffs and Caesarians. Printed in T h e Cam p Eire in numer
made clear in his savory introduction to the w riter’s first ous issues, the letters necessitated Mundy’s w riting some
contribution: ten thousand words—presum ably unpaid for—o f be-
T
mused rebuttal. I f nothing else, the scholarly back-and- 'H E A D V E N T U R E PU LPS follow ed the trend
forth illustrated the erudition o f the pulp magazine’s read tow ard specialization in the 1 9 2 0 s and 1930s. A t
ership Tros’ exploits w ere also read by fledgling writers one tim e or another, there w ere pulps devoted entirely to
such as Robert Howard and Fritz Leiber and would influ tales oP’darkest A frica” (J ungle Stories, Thrills o f the Jungle),
ence the development o f the sword-and-sorcery genre. inscrutable A sia (Far East A dventures),pirates (Pirate Sto
“The Tros stories made a great impression on me as a young ries), beachcom bers (South Seas Stories), boxing (Fight Sto
man,’’ recalls Leiber. "I read and re-read them I can still p ic ries), the ancient past (Golden Fleece), and the French For
ture the ship Tros built, called the Liafail, a m agnificent eign Legion (Foreign Legion A dventures). T h e grow th o f
super-galley w ith these huge masts, built to take him aviation, memories o f the spectacular dogfights o f W orld
around the world. It was wonderful, imaginative w riting" W a r I, and the m u ch -p u blicized exp loits o f Charles
Mundy died in 1940, w hile w riting the scripts for the Lindbergh and other celebrated pilots and daredevils made
children’s radio series Ja ck Armstrong, A ll A m erican Boy. a very large im pact on the popular im agination and w ere
His real name (W illiam Lancaster Gribbon) and w ayw ard reflected by a slew o f pulps devoted to the air w ar and
early life were not know n until 4 0 years later and the de flying adventures in general: Wings, A ir Stories, W a r Birds,
termined sleuthing o f his biographer, Peter Ellis. Sky Birds, Sky Fighters, Battle Aces, Zoom. T h e public’s
short-lived interest in lighter-than-air craft inspired just
one publication, Zeppelin Stories (by aficionados, the most
cherished o f all absurd pulp titles). There was not much
room for plot or character development in any o f the air
w ar magazines, storylines being largely an excuse for the
inevitable dogfights, w ith passages like the follow ing from
K nee D eep in Krauts by A llan R. Bosworth:
The Fokker rode down the skies, painting a trail of death with
dun, acrid tracer smoke. Her bullets chipped fabric from the
Ark's wings, sent splinters jlying from the sturdy hull.
Tac-a-tac-a-tac!
since a bleak day th at February—mur Contrary to popular belief, in Ama- A short burst and a bloody one. T racer etched a sky trail
dered somewhere near his winter palace nullah’s early days there was quite a
down at Jalalabad. We never got many non-Moslem population in K a b u l - straight to the pilot’s pit. Screaming slugs found a mark
details; they had a way, in Kabul, of French and Italians and Germans; a few
cutting you off short when you enquired. British, like the Scotch Angus, aud one
Ilabibullali’s sudden demise was not a American— me. Long before the snow deep in cringing flesh. T h e Fokker heeled, went over in a
popular subject. He’d gone the way of had melted off the Paghmans, when the
many Afghan rulers and it was very court would move up to Paghman itself roaring pow er dive, and twisted toward earth.
much a case of “Long live the king, the for the summer, you could literally sec
king is dead/' this European crowd melting away,
AmamiHah Khan, Habibullah’s suc melting away. Every day some familiar Crash!
cessor, kept sending us word that he wns face was missing.
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adventure pulps continued to publish considerable mainstream fiction. H aycox in particular had a talent for
amounts o f W estern fiction and could afford the best o f the subtle characterisation and poetic and vivid descriptions
stories by the top w riters in the genre, an elite group that o f W estern landscape.
included Max Brand, W alt Coburn, W . C. Tuttle, Clarence There w ere many first-rate W estern w riters in the
Mulford, Luke Short, and Ernest H aycox pulps—Harry Olmstead, Thomas Blackburn, W illiam Cox,
Brand w rote m yth-m inded melodramas that did not W alker Tompkins, and others—great storytellers, but most
so much d istort the historic W e st as ignore it, oblivious o f them w orking in the late-pulp style, speed and action at
to specifics o f tim e or place. W . C. T u ttle, lik e W a lt the expense o f character and atmosphere.
Coburn, w as an authentic W esterner, son o f a M ontana As the number o f cheap W estern pulp magazines
lawman, and he spent some o f his younger years p u nch grew almost immeasurably in the 1930s, standards de
ing cow s and rid ing the range. T u ttle derided the glam- clined, and the historically minded or atmospherically cor
origation o f co w b o y life: “W h a t a jo b ! Forty-a-m onth rect w riters w ere inevitably overwhelmed by the churn-
plus frostbite. O ut o f the sack about five o’clo ck in the 'em-out hacks (“cow boy stories by Manhattan bellhops," as
morning, the tem perature about gero in the bunkhouse; one critic disparaged the typical pulp W esternJ.The W est
outside ten or tw elve below , and a w ind blow ing. You ern fiction magazines remained in abundance until the
shiver into frogen overalls, fight y our w ay dow n to the very end o f the pulp era, but the final decade was sorely
stable, w here you harness a team o f frosted horses, take lacking in originality or style. The movies remained the
'em out and h itch them to a h ay rick w agon . .. Man, it most expressive canvas for the W estern—capable o f con
was rom antic!” Tu ttle specialised in the com ic W estern, veying epic grandeur w ith a single lateral pan shot. But it
some w ry and folksy, some outright must be noted that nearly every classic
slapstick. He w as at his best in a long- W estern movie—from Stagecoach to Red
running, non-com ic series about River to T h e Searchers—was adapted
H ashknife H artley and Sleepy from the w ork o f veteran pulp writers.
Stevens, a “range d etective” and his
sidekick, published variously in Ad-
Denture, A rgosy, and Short Stories.
H ashknife and Sleepy w ere a sort o f
cow boy Holmes and W atson, drifting
into assorted frontier tow ns and solv
ing crimes. T h e amalgam o f m ystery
and W estern m ight sound contrived
but T u ttle’s fu n k ily realistic atm o
spherics, idiosyncratic dialogue, and
offhand hum or made for im m ensely
enjoyable reading.
Clarence Mulford was another w riter w ho drew an
honest portrait o f the W e st A N ew York civ il servant
w hen he began writing, he took numorous research trips
to the W estern states and kept a 17,000-card file o fW est-
ern data His very popular stories w ere about the w ander
ing trail boss o f the Bar 2 0 ranch, Hopalong Cassidy. The
fictional Hopalong was a considerably tougher, more vio Above: A typical sports pulp of the 1930s. Sports titles were
lent character than the avuncular hero portrayed in the
a humble lot, unable to compete with the more imaginative
movies by Bill Boyd.
and melodramatic genres.
Luke Short (pseudonym for Frederick Glidden) and
Ernest H aycox w ere fine w riters whose stories and nov Opposite: T he long-running Fight Stories mixed hard-boiled
els were comparable to any well-crafted, historically sound boxing fiction with factual articles about famous fighters.
Tw enty Bucks a Day
and Expenses
T H E P R IV A T E E Y E P U L P S
It is not a very fragrant world you live in, and certain writers
— R aym o n d C h a n d ler
Agency, and dying from tuberculosis. He lived, o f course, o f people that commit it for reasons, not ju st to provide a
much to his ow n surprise, for nearly 4 0 more years. The corpse; and w ith the means at hand, not hand-wrought du
tw o men crossed paths at the Black M ask juncture, and for eling pistols, curare or tropical fish."
a time their careers moved along parallel lines, then moved Chandler was referring to Hammett, but Daly got into
very far apart Hammett became an acclaimed novelist, a print first T h e hard-boiled groundbreaker was his second
world-famous artist traveling in the highest circles o f N ew appearance in Black Mask. T h e False Burton Combs, in D e
York and H ollywood society. He made a m illion dollars cem ber 1922, featured not a detective but a tough-talking
and spent them all, w ent through one o f the longest cre “gentleman adventurer." The anonymous, first-person nar
ative “dry spells" in literature, was by turns a hedonist and rator is colloquial, wisecracking, violent In the May 1923
an ascetic, w ent to jail, a martyr to M cCarthyism, and be issue o f Mask, a similar-sounding hero, this one named
came the posthumous subject o f novels, biographies, and T erry M ack “Private Investigator," would complete the
movies—in short, a legend. Carroll John Daly, much more prototype. T h ree Gun T erry is officially the first detective
popular in their early years, would never leave the pulp story in the new hard-boiled style. The ferocious, trigger-
ghetto, and was still w riting for a few cents a w ord w hen happy hero is familiar w ith both sides o f the law. “I play
the last detective pulps closed shop in the 1950s—a sub the game on the level, in my ow n way,” says M ack T m in
urbanite, family man, forgotten hack the center o f a triangle; between the crook and the police
Before Daly and Hammett, the detective story was the and the victim ”—exactly the position to be occupied by the
domain o f tw itty aristos and brainy, eccentric pu ^ le-solv- thousands o f tough detectives that would follow. Indeed,
ers. The w riting was Victorian, the murders emotionally as W illiam F. Nolan points out in T h e Black Mask Boys,
bloodless. The times demanded something new, something “This pioneer private-eye tale is remarkable in that almost
stronger. A m erica in the 1 9 2 0 s was a tough, wised-up every cliche that was to plague the genre from the 1920s
place, w ith its veterans o f the W orld W ar I trenches, its into the 1 98 0 s is evident in T h ree Gun Terry"
flappers and gangsters. The Volstead T w o w eeks later, Daly’s now stan
A ct gave millions o f upright but thirsty dardised hero was renamed Race W il
citizens their first unlawful experiences. liams for a story called Knights o f the
Cynicism was in the air, crime in the O pen Palm. M aking his debut in Black
headlines. Someone was bound to take Mask’s incredible Ku Klux Klan special
mystery fiction out o f the vicarage and issue (Daly’s story was, at least, one o f
the country home and drop it down on the anti-Klan entries), Race would go on
the turbulent mean streets, to give mur to star in 70-som e magazine stories and
der—Chandler again—“back to the kind eight novels. He was an immediate sen
sation w ith readers and became the
single most popular detective hero o f
his era. In retrospect, it may be difficult
to understand Daly’s impact His hyper
active, semi-literate narrations seem
shrill and phony. But compared to the
prose that preceded him Daly comes o ff
as reliably streetwise. Here is dialogue from a pre-Daly
story, The Clue from the Tempest:
Above: T he birthplace of the hard-boiled style was Black
Mask. Dashiell Hammett, Raymond Chandler, and Horace ‘ If there is a scintilla o f evidence to verify this extraordi
McCoy were among the magazine's great discoveries. nary bunch o f mine—well, I shall he at one end o f a
Opposite: G-Men was one of several pulp titles devoted to the thread which has begun to disentangle itself from the
fXPOJI
H O T E L M URDER.
By STEVE FISHER
A room locked from the inside, a corpse shot in the back,
and three suspects—that's the problem Mike Hanlon faces!
‘ You’ve had one look at my gun,” I told them as they editor, George Sutton, summoned Daly to his office for
some reluctant praise: “It’s lik e this, Daly, I am editor o f
sneaked out. “T h e next time you have cause to see it you’ll
this m agazine to see it make money. T o see the circula
see it smoking; now—beat it!’
tion go up. I don’t like these stories—but the readers do. I
W ith his philosophy o f shoot first and gather clues have never received so m any letters about a single char
later, Race W illiam s, detective, may have had little in com acter before. W rite them. I w on’t like them. But Til buy
mon w ith Sherlock Holmes, but he w as a blood relative o f them and print them.”
N atty Bumpo, W yatt Earp, Deadeye Dick, and other rug Daly never altered his style much, and by the 1 940s,
ged individualist Americans o f fact and fiction. T h is was his gunslinging Roaring Tw enties detective had finally
a crucial aspect o f the new style—the pulp detective story gone out o f favor. He continued w riting, but mostly for sec
would henceforth em phasise action over mystery, and ondary titles. A few years after the last pulps died in the
cases would be solved by fists and 45s, not ratiocination. 1950s, so did Carroll John Daly. He was 6 8 . Oddly, while
As W illiam s comments, “There might be a hundred clues Daly w as fading into obscurity after W orld W ar II, a
around and I’d miss them. I’ve got to have a target to shoot young, rabid admirer o f his named M ickey Spillane wrote
at" Daly, in any case, was not the sort o f w riter w ho would a kind o f updated Race W illiam s pastiche, I, T h e Jury,fea
have been comfortable w ith the elaborate plot-puzzles and turing a sim ilar ignorance-is-bliss vigilante called M ike
logical explications o f the “classical” detective story. His Hammer, and became an international sensation. Daly was
storytelling was crude, repetitive, illogical, and prone to not pleased by his disciple’s success. T m broke," he said,
exaggeration. In fact, for all their fresh, vivid details about “and this guy gets rich w riting about my detective.”
life in gangland, Race W illiam s’ adventures are told w ith For most o f his life, Daly lived quietly in W h ite Plains,
the braggadocio and hyperbole o f 19th-century tall tales: N ew Y o rk T h e houses on his block w ere identical, and
Daly sometimes could not find his w ay home. A trip to
“I tickled his chin with my gat."
Manhattan was a major undertaking, and in w inter he sel
dom left his carefully temperature-controlled residence. “I
“I handled three o f your breed last night. Come! Ju m p out always felt that he used Race W illiam s as a means o f satis
o f that night shirt or they’ll bury you in it." fying subconscious impulses w h ich he knew could never
be gratified in real life,” said Daly’s friend Erie Stanley
‘N o laughter in my voice then—w hen I'm gunning I ’m a Gardner. “Daly had never had the slightest experience
bad m an—none worse!" w ith actual crim e or criminals, much less w ith bullet
w o u n d s... Daly him self wanted no part o f the rough and
The colloquial narrative voice o f Daly’s stories was tumble."
artless and inconsistent, full o f bad grammar, arbitrary
paragraphing, and aw kw ard binges o f stream-of-con- A M U E L D A SH IE L L H A M M E T T w as born in
sciousness. Race W illiam s and Daly’s other cardboard he-
men were brutal and ignorant and frequently espoused the
virtues o f vigilantism. “The law,” Daly once wrote, “is too
S Maryland, M ay 2 7 ,1 8 9 4 . He left school at age 14 and
took a series o f railroad and factory jobs until in his 2 0 th
year, he answered a Help W anted ad in a Baltimore new s
cumbersome, too full o f loopholes to be o f much use " paper and w ent to w ork for Pinkerton’s National Detec
For some or all o f the above reasons, B lack Mask's edi tive Service. For various periods o f time over the next six
tors had little affection for Daly, despite the fact that his years, Hammett w as a Pinkerton operative, crisscrossing
name on the cover meant a guaranteed increase in sales— the country on a variety o f assignments from investiga
as m uch as 25%. Daly once recalled ho w his initial entry tions to security w ork and strikebreaking. During a stint
into the magazine only came about because the ch ie f edi in the arm y during the First W orld W ar, he developed a
tor was on vacation. A fter the stories w ere published, that case o f tuberculosis, the first in a lifelong series o f lung dis
eases. W h ile living in San Francisco in the early 1920s,
Hammett quit detective w ork for good and began to try
Opposite: Tough stuff from a mid-’j os issue of Thrilling his hand at writing. Hammett did not immediately recog
nize the potential importance o f his Pinkerton experience
Detective.
Above: T he December 1 g j 6 Black
Mask featured some of the last
stones bought by former editor
Joseph Shaw, including the second
and final contribution by Lester
Dent. Dent's character, Oscar Sail,
was a seafaring Miami private eye.
as subject matter. His first fictional sale was a vignette to T h e strike lasted eight months. Both sides bled plenty. T h e
T he Smart Set, a snobbishly “aristocratic” magazine created
w obblies had to do their own bleeding. O ld Elihu hired
by Mencken and George Jean Nathan, the founders o f Black
gunmen, strike-breakers, national guardsmen and even
Mask. His first story for M ask, T h e Road Home, credited to
the pseudonym o f Peter Collinson, was atypical, w ith its parts o f the regular army, to do his. W h en the last skull
Conradian situation and Southeast Asian setting. had been cracked, the last rib kicked in, organised labor
It was in his third sale to Black Mask, w ith the story in Personville was a used firecracker.
titled Arson Plus, that Hammett w ould introduce the dis
As Red Harvest, the novel was published in book form in
tinctive style that changed the face o f Am erican mystery
February 1929. In the next three years, Black M ask would
writing. Arson featured an operative for the Continental
Detective A gency in San Francisco. Like Daly’s Race W Il print three more Hammett novels—T h e D ain Curse, T he
M altese Falcon, T h e Glass Key—each one a masterpiece o f
hams, Hammett’s hero was an urban professional detective,
the crim e genre and the artistic summit o f the hard-boiled
tough, street smart, conversant w ith both sides o f the law.
style. Hammett published his last pulp story in Black Mask
Unlike Daly’s trigger-happy Narcissus, Hammett’s middle-
aged, paunchy private eye w as cool-tempered and self-ef in N ovem ber 1930. H is fifth and final novel, T h e Thin
Man, was published in 1934. He was 4 0 years old. Royal
facing—literally anonymous, he came to be know n as the
ties and H ollyw ood money kept him in boozy and hotel
Continental O p for editorial and advertising purposes.
suites for another decade, but his career as a w riter was es
The nameless protagonist, Hammett w rote to the editor at
Black Mask, was “more or less o f a type: the private detec sentially ended.
in the pages o f Black Mask beginning w ith the November Gardner’s output in the pulp era w as phenomenal,
w ith over five hundred mostly novelette-length stories in
1 9 2 7 issue. As much a gangster epic as a detective story,
the 19 2 0 s and 1 9 30s, as w ell a s —from 1 9 3 3 o n —anaver-
Poisonville tells o f a Montana m ining tow n completely run
age o f three hardcover books per year. Gardner’s first novel,
by criminals and the O p’s attempt to destroy them by pit
turned dow n for serialization by Black Mask, was pub
ting one rival gang against another. T he novel contains—
lished by W illiam M orrow in March 1933. T h e C ase of
in the serialised version—26 murders, and w riting as spare
the Velvet Claws featured a tough attorney named Perry
and clear as any in the history o f American fiction:
68 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
Mason and would go on to sell 28 m illion copies in its first ates always called him Cap), he had fought in Europe dur
15 years in print. Gardner, w hose no-frills, com pulsively ing W orld W ar I, had w on an O lym pic medal for fencing,
readable style o f storytelling was born and bred in the and was the only man in N ew York licensed to carry a
pulps, came to be the most w idely read and translated o f sword cane. A lthough he had never even heard o f Black
all American writers. M ask before he was asked to edit it, he took the jo b seri
Beginning w ith the Novem ber 1 9 2 6 issue and for the ously, even ponderously. U nlike the many pulp editors
next ten years, Black M ask was edited by Joseph T. Shaw. w ho w ere more interested in quantity than quality, Shaw
Although he did not discover Daly or Hammett or the maintained the highest standards in pulpdom Stories were
other early tough crime w riters mentioned above, Shaw often returned to w riters more than once for revisions, but
was the editor responsible for defining and refining the most o f the regular contributors were inspired by Shaw ’s
new style o f hard-boiled realism, the man most responsible detailed, serious response to their w o rk Raymond Chan
for establishing hard-boiled as a literary force to be reck dler, a Shaw discovery, w rote that Shaw “has a great in
oned with. In his introduction to a 1 9 4 6 anthology o f early sight into w riting and he can give a man a buck up w hen
stories from the magazine, Shaw described the sort o f mys he needs it as nobody else I know can...” And in another
tery story he sought for Black Mask:"W c w anted sim plic
ity for the sake o f clarity, plausibility and b elief W e
wanted action, but w e held that action is meaningless un Below: A photo taken at a Los Angeles gathering of Black
less it involves recognisable human character in three-di Mask writers, January 1 1 , t g j 6. Front row: Arthur Barnes,
mensional form” John K. Butler, W . T. Ballard, Horace McCoy, Norhert Davis.
Shaw was as colorful as any o f his writers. A former Back row: Raymond Moffat, Raymond Chandler, Herbert
newspaper reporter and army captain (friends and associ Stinson, Dunght Babcock, Eric Taylor, Dashiell Hammett.
TWENTY B U C K S 'A D A Y A N D E X P E N S E S 69
Illustrated Crim es....................... F e a tu r e ........................ Stookie A llen 66 w riters—one high-minded essay labeled them the Matisse
Pssnisbmcnt Without Crime
Detective Fiction Weekly, May ij , 19 3 9 . Barton MacLane) and authored the adventures o f “Tough
Dick" Donahue o f the Inter-State Detective Agency, a p.i.
clearly patterned after Sam Spade. W . T Ballard placed his
letter, “W e wrote better for him than we could have w rit hard-boiled hero in the employ o f a movie studio in the
ten for anybody else" fast and entertaining stories about H ollywood trouble
W ith Cap Shaw at the helm Black Mask’s circulation shooter Bill Lennox. Roger Torrey and John K. Butler wrote
increased throughout the late ’20s and early ’30s, peaking o f various two-fisred gumshoes for M ask and assorted
at 103,000. The Depression and increasing com petition other private eye pulps throughout the ’30s and AOs, both
from a slew o f hard-boiled imitators induced a circulation men masters o f the tough-guy idiom, both now unjustly
slump, and late in 1936, after a decade w ith the magazine, forgotten.
Shaw was fired. He wrote some mystery fiction (w hich Cap Shaw discovered at least three w riters w ho
show ed no sign o f approaching his editorial standards) achieved the.artistic heights o f Dashiell Hammett. Horace
and eventually became a moderately unsuccessful literary M cC oy was a W orld W ar I flier, a w ar hero awarded the
agent, dying at age 7 7 in the elevator o f his Manhattan of C roix de Guerre, and a Dallas sports and crime reporter
fice building. before he began w ritin g fictio n for Mask in late 1927. His
Although few would achieve anything like the suc stories about the flying Texas lawmen know n as Hell’s
cess or acclaim o f Dashiell Hammett, the w riters in Shaw ’s Stepsons com bined the landscapes and character types o f
stable were by and large a remarkably talented group, cre the W estern w ith the detached tone ancTbloodletting of
ating a rich array o f effects and characters w ithin the the hard-boiled detective story A t loose ends in L A. after
bounds o f the hard-boiled style. Raoul W hitfield, a former a f i l l e d attempt to break into the movies, M cC oy took a
silent-film actor and W orld W ar I fighter pilot and even jo b as a bouncer at a Santa Monica marathon dance con
tually a close friend of Hammett’s, w rote ra^or-sharp de test, one o f those tawdry, desperate spectacles that were the
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Below: Editor Fanny Ellsworth, “Cap" Shaw ’s replacement, edly living a seedy expatriate’s life on the Spanish island
bought stories with more emotional range. T he high-strung o f Mallorca. U npublished for decades, he died in obscurity
suspense fiction of Cornell W oolrich became a fixture in the on a H ollyw ood backstreet. H is one novel, Fast One, called
b y the N ew York Tim es “a ceaseless w elter o f bloodshed
magazine.
and frenzy, a sustained bedlam o f killing and fiendishness"
is the enigm atic author’s legacy, frequently republished in
recent years to increasing acclaim—one o f the highlights
o f the entire pulp era
Shaw ’s third great discovery, and the only true success
story, was Raymond Chandler. In 193 3 , Chandler was a
45-year-old failed Bloomsbury poet and fired oil-company
manager w hen he sold his first story to
Black Mask, a detective novelette titled
Blackm ailers D on’t Shoot. From the be
ginning, Chandler had little in common
Depression-era equivalents o f bear-bait w ith the fast churn-’em-out pulp pros.
ing. From this experience, and w riting H is first story took five months to w rite
in the “hard, brittle" style w ell-know n to and in his entire pulp career Chandler
Black Mask readers, M cC oy produced a never sold more than five stories in a
great A m erican novel, T hey Shoot year. But his w o rk w as crafted to last.
Horses, Don't T h ey ? H is w o rk w ent Here is the w ell-know n but never-tire-
largely unnoticed in his ow n country, some opening to his story R ed Wind:
but in France, M cCoy was acclaimed by
T h ere was a hot desert wind blowing
Sartre and Gide as an important novel
ist and a father o f existentialism that night. It was one o f those hot dry
Fast One w as a cold-hearted, ma Santa A nas that come down through
chine gu n -p aced masterpiece, pub the mountain passes and curl your hair
lished serially in five issues o f Black Mask. A saga o f gang
and m ake your nerves jum p and your skin itch. On nights
land violence in Prohibition Los Angeles, it contains the
like that every booge party ends in a fight. M eek little
hardest-boiled w riting o f them all, prose so lean and mean
it makes Hammett’s sentences read like the w o rk o f Rafael wives feel the edge o f the carving knife and study their
Sabatini. T he author o f Fast O ne and 12 short stories for husbands' necks. A nything can happen. You can even get
Black M ask was Paul Cain, otherw ise kn ow n as Peter a full glass o f beer at a cocktail lounge.
Ruric, whose real name was George Sims. Sim s liked to
change his name a lo t He like to change the names o f his Born in America, raised in England, Chandler
w ives and girlfriends, too. He married a cigarette girl from received a classical education and began his adult years
the Mocambo club and changed her name from Virginia w ith effete and grand artistic ambitions. But the aspiring
to Mushel. He convinced a young dancer named M yrna poet had to w ait for experience and middle age and the
W illiam s to call herself M yrna Loy. N ot much more is w earying toll o f life’s disappointments to find his literary
know n about him. T o an anthologist seeking biographi voice. Chandler brought a deliberately poetic style and
cal information (Cap Shaw himself, w ho knew no more rueful rom anticism to the tough detective story. In the
about Sims than anyone else), he sent a comical curriculum novels he wrote, T h e Big Sleep-, Farew ell, My Lovely; etc,
vitae in w hich he claimed to be a former Dada painter, some adapted—“cannibalized" he called it—from the pulp
bosun’s mate, and gynecologist. As Ruric, he w orked occa stories, Chandler perfected his synthesis o f the lyrical and
sionally in films, scripting the bizarre and brilliant Edgar the hard-boiled. H is distinctive, simile-laden prose, and his
Ulmer—directed version o f T h e Black Cat w ith K arloff and concept o f the private eye as a knight errant in a corrupt
Lugosi. After- the AOs, Sim s dropped out o f sight, report world, would influence uncountable numbers o f followers
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in print and on film. Style cannot be copyrighted, or Below: Street & Smith's Detective Story magazine was the
Chandler would have made his fortune in lawsuits. In any first all detective fiction pulp. T he March 5 , 1 9 3 2 , cover
case, a zillion plagiarists, idolators, and satirists later, featured the most common setting for Prohibition-era crime
Chandler’s best w ork remains unsurpassed. fiction, the speakeasy.
Private-eye and crime pulps proliferated throughout
the 19 30s. More than 1 5 0 new titles w ere launched in the Opposite: No figure was more emblematic of the pulp era
years follow ing Black Mask's success. Some lasted only a than the hard-boiled private eye.
few issues, w hile others stayed in business for decades:
A ce-H igh Detective, Action Detective, A ll Star Detective Sto
ries, A ll Story D etective, Best Detective,
Black’Aces, Candid Detective, Clues, Crack
Detective Stories, Detective Book,Detective
Classics, Detective Tales, D etective Trails,
Dime Detective, Double-Action Detective,
Double Detective, Exciting Detective, Fif
teen D etective Stories, Fifteen-Story D etec Despite many o f them being habitues o f
tive, Five Detective Novels, Gold Seal mob-run speakeasies, the gangster pulp
Detective, Hollywood Detective, N ickel D e hacks evidenced little knowledge o f the
tective, Popular Detective, Private Detec crim inal m ilieu A n exception was
tive Stories, Red Star Detective, Romantic Armitage T rail. The author o f hundreds
Detective, Speed Detective, Super D etec o f underw orld stories, published under
tive, Sure-Fire D etective, T en D etective an assortment o f pseudonyms, T rail—
Aces, Thrilling Detective, T op N otch D e real name M aurice Coons—was a gang
tective, V ariety D etective . . . and so on. ster groupie. For years, he cultivated
W hat had been innovations in Black friendships w ith Chicago’s top rack
Mask became familiar formula, a pulpwood logjam o f eteers and killers. He eventually w rote a novel about
tough, w isecracking detectives, curvy secretaries, shabby Capone, S carf ace—dedicated, as a matter o f fact, to pulp edi
offices w ith the requisite bottle o f booze in the desk tor Leo M argulies—and sold the film rights to Howard
drawer, w ary police inspectors, greasy nightclub-ow ning Hughes. Trail/Coons w ent out to California w ith the
mobsters, their sap-wielding gorillas, and a seemingly end book, got him self a chauffeur and a butler, put on a lot o f
less supply o f mysterious blonde clients. O nly the weight, and dropped dead in Grauman’s Chinese Theatre
gunslinging cow boy and the W ild W est rivaled the pri at age 28. A nyw ay—
vate eye and his urban w orld as the predominant pop- A nother hard-boiled subgenre covered the good
culture mythology o f 1 9 3 0 s America. deeds o f J. Edgar Hoover’s much-publiciged minions at the
Federal Bureau o f Investigation. In 1935, follow ing the
HE A P P E T IT E for stereotypical hard-boiled lead o f a hit Jim m y Cagney movie called G-Men and the
fingerprints on file"), the G-Man pulps were not big on au Barrett’s Dean Culver, author o f a W inchellesque column
thenticity. As Harry Steeger, publisher o f A ce G-M an S to on crime, T h e Blue Barrel. The best newspaper-based se
nes, observed, “I don’t think many real F B I agents ever saw ries featured Joe “Daffy" Dill (with spinoff stories about
the kind o f action w e had in our stories” A n understate Dill’s W eegee-like pal, photographer Candid Jones), pub
ment: Steeger’s most popular G-Men characters belonged lished by Detective Fiction W eekly and w ritten by pulp
to a highly fictional clique called the Suicide Squad wordsmith extraordinaire Richard Sale. “I had some news
W hile the “classic” hard-boiled PI. never lost his pre paper experience on a couple o f papers," he told me. “I knew
cedence, every detective pulp offered variant crim e-fight the background and knew some colorful characters. Those
ing types, some o f them believable, some silly, and a few w ere the days w hen you had a dozen or so newspapers in
that were utterly absurd The most frequent—and certainly N ew Y o rk A lot o f the tabloids were pretty wild." The Dill
the most logical—line o f w ork for non-professional sleuths stories are told in a w isecracking, vernacular voice and
was journalism. T he 1920s and 1930s w ere the years o f move at a lightning pace.
the crime-obsessed tabloids, w hen tough reporters rubbed
“Garbo," I snapped, “get a grip on yourself. This is the
elbows w ith big-time gangsters and were frequently in
vestigating very violent events, and many pulp writers finish. Call an am bulance and get that kid to a hospital.
were themselves former or presently w orking newspaper Call Poppa H anley at H.Q. and tell him to come running.
men. Among the popular pulp journalists w ere Theodore W e've got the Pendleton killer. T hen call the Old Man
Tinsley’s creation,“Broadway wiseguy" Jerry Tracy o f the
and break the yarn. I'll be back . . . ." A n d I tore out and
N ew York Daily Planet, George Harmon Coxe’s Flashgun
down the stairs.
Casey, Fred Maclssac’s Rambler Murphy, and W illiam
Up until the final crim e-solving shootouts, nearly all o f
Dill’s narration and dialogue is slangy sarcasm—he even
answers the phone w ith a bantering, “Your nickel!" This
was the sort o f thing that was done to death in the detec
tive pulps, but Sale’s brash skill kept the Dill stories fresh
and funny. Like many o f the younger pulp veterans, Sale
moved on to Hollywood. His first novel, N ot Too N arrow,
N ot Too Deep, was turned into the M GM Devil’s Island
drama Strange Cargo, starring Clark Gable and Joan
Crawford, and Sale eventually became a successful screen
w riter and then director o f motion pictures.
If newspapermen w on hands down as the most be
lievable o f the detective-variants, the competition for least
likely sleuth was stiff Professions represented among the
legion o f amateur pulp detectives included magician, in
ventor, bookie, acrobat, tattoo artist, and mortician. The lat
ter tw o were featured in D im e Detective. W illiam E.
Barrett’s Needle M ike was a gray-haired, gold-toothed,
jaundiced sleazeball practicing his tattoo trade in a ratty
office building otherwise occupied by shyster lawyers
and mail-order tricksters. In reality, M ike is young Ken
McNally, the son o f a St. Louis millionaire, w ho occasion
Writer R ichard Sale, in Hollywood, with actress B arbara
ally drops out o f polite society and, heavily disguised, as
Bates, 1950. sumes his grubby alternate identity.
TWICE
A
MO NTH
the character that he had created to he his other self—the a ticklish embalming jo b —one with diabetic complications
self that went adventuring into the grim fringes o f the . . . Still later, he skipped supper to do a plastic on a
underworld when life amid luxury becam e too boring to be drunk driver, who otherwise would have to be buried
In the mid-’30s, the hard-as-nails school o f mystery cluding notable and distinctly unformulaic w ork by Day
w riting—a revolution ten years earlier—had become the Keene, Dane G regory (Rob Robbins), and Fredric Brown.
standard, and perhaps a bit passe. C oinciding w ith Cap A nother innovative approach to hard-boiled came from
Shaw ’s dismissal from Black Mask, there came to promi N orbert Davis, a skilled, highly entertaining w riter w ho
nence several w riters w ho would take the hard-boiled brought a touch o f screw ball com edy to the tough-detec
style in new directions. Cornell W oolrich had been a tive story in his D im e D etective series about M ax Latin.
promising young Fitggeraldian novelist in the Jazz Age. Latin’s office is a booth in a noisy restaurant, surrounded
By the time o f the Depression, he was a broke, despairing by rude w aiters and a blustering c h ef
recluse living w ith his mother at the Hotel Marseilles on The ultimate subversion o f Dashiell Hammett’s stan
103rd Street and Broadway (Absolutely Fireproof was the dard o f realism came in 1938, w ith Dime Mystery’s short
hotel’s utilitarian motto). In early 1934, he wrote his first lived devotion to the so-called “defective detective.” This
crime story, Death Sits in the Dentist's Chair, and sold it to magagine, previously concerned w ith stories o f “W eird
Detective Fiction W eekly for $ 1 1 0 . It was a clever story Menace” (see chapter 7), suddenly turned itself over to the
about a murderous oral surgeon, and the narrator’s race to exploits o f private eyes suffering from one or another dis
save him self from the effects o f a deadly cyanide filling. His ease or birth defect Calvin Kane had deformed legs and was
second story, W alls T hat H ear You, w as even better. A forced to crawl along the floor like a crab. Nicholas Street
man's brother is found w ith his tongue and fingers cut o ff was a detective w ho suffered from amnesia—he could solve
The man tracks down the assailant, an insane abortionist, a case for you but don’t ask him where he was bom. The
and the story climaxes in a grueling m ix o f anger, suspense, husband-wife team o f Edith and Ejler Jacobson detailed the
and dread. W oolrich, in these and over a hundred other activities o f Nat Perry, “the Bleeder,” a detective suffering
stories in the next half-decade, gave mystery fiction an in from hemophilia w ho could bleed to death from the slight
tensely emotional and psychological dimension. His typi est scratch Journalist and biographer John Kobler wrote
cal stories, set in the grimy, low-rung Manhattan o f about private eye Peter Quest, w ho suffered from incurable
cramped tenement buildings, subways, and dime-a-dance glaucoma and was attacked by seizures o f total blindness
halls, are tales o f torment and dark passion. W oolrich’s during moments o f crisis. Further distinguishing him, Quest
w ord magic could draw a reader so deeply into his had a death w ish and hoped one o f his violent encounters
protagonist’s dilemma that one finished the best o f the sto w ith criminals would end his ocular suffering.“I plagiarized
ries in a state o f almost unbearable anxiety. This was a long the idea o f the blind detective from some old stories about
way from the cool toughness o f Hammett an English detective named M ax Carrados,” says Kobler, 50-
Steve Fisher was another w riter at this tim e w ho some years later. “The concept for the magazine was Rog
gave emotions to the hard-boiled style. A young ex-navy Terrill’s, I guess. I really don’t remember a thing about it The
man, Fisher called his style “tough but tender.” He sold whole thing sounds kind o f odd, doesn’t it?”
Black M ask’s new editor, Fanny Ellsw orth, an unusual The detective story managed to survive this aberra
story titled W ait for Me, about a W h ite Russian w hore tion. As in every other pulp genre there was room for ex
in Shanghai and the Am erican sailor w ho loves her. T h e cellence and room for ju n k Great crime w riters continued
ending is tragic and haunting. T h e more em otionally to be nurtured by the rough-paper magazines right up
charged style caught on and w as featured in a num ber o f until their demise. Hard-boiled classicists such as W illiam
detective pulps. A Popular Publications title, D etective Campbell Gault and John D. MacDonald w ere among the
Tales, became devoted to non-series and “off-trail” crime first-rate latecomers; they carried the tradition o f Hammett
stories. Steve Fisher com plained that the magazine and Chandler from the pulps into the paperback era to
“missed the w hole point" o f his and W oo lrich ’s innova come. A nd before that, pulp genius Cornell W oolrich,
tions. “I suppose w hat [editor Rogers Terrill] heard was moving on to novel-w riting in the 1940s, took mystery
'emotion is in,’ and to him emotion w as having the hero’s fiction to its next creative plateau after hard-boiled—the
sister brutally murdered, or a sw eetheart kidnapped ... shadowy, doom-haunted landscape o f noir.
the w eeping and w ailing ladled on. It was embarrassing.”
Perhaps Terrill didn’t give Fisher enough work. In fact Right: Second only to Black Mask in the quality of its crime
D etective Tales published many outstanding stories, in stories was Dime Detective, from Popular Publications.
* MAGAZI NE
DEATH ItT*
THE RAW
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A typical romance pulp featured
not onfy love stories but a variety
of features from lovelorn columns
to etiquette aduice to "loue
Popular Love
RO M A N C E AND SE X PULPS
— fro m S p ic y D e t e c t iv e S t o r ie s
T
H E PU LPS W E R E A IM E D at the readers’ emo
tions. Inevitably, some publishers targeted those emo
tions emanating from the heart and the groin. The romance
pulps featured tales o f idealised love, and made up the only
rough-paper category aimed specifically at women.The sex—
or “Spicy”—pulps featured... well, idealised sex, and had an
almost exclusively adult male readership, although no accu
rate statistics were kept on the number o f American boys
w ho sneaked a look at their fathers’ back-drawer stash o f
Spicys. Every big pulp house had its assortment o f sweet
romance titles, and some o f these w ere perpetually top
moneymakers. The major houses could have made a fortune
80 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
on “hot" titles too, but there w ere certain things respectable, Love Story is clean at heart, and its love stories are
even semi-respectable, publishers didn’t do in the 1920s
written around the love o f the one man for the one woman.
and 1930s, and it was left to the fringe, independent outfits
to supply man’s baser magazine needs.
Civilization has been built upon this sort o f love—a ll the
great accomplishments o f mankind have been inspired by
W
HEN S T R E E T & SM ITH created the first
successful romance pulp, Love Story, in 192 1 , it good women who w ere greatly loved.
had already had great success w ith female-oriented roman
“She was a sweet woman, Amita Fairgrieve, very
tic fiction. In the 19th century, their novels by the
sweet," recalls w riter Jean Francis W ebb. “She was a kind
unromantically pen-named Bertha M Clay were best-sell
ers. There were many slick-paper magazines for women, person and looked out for you, and i f you w ere one o f her
favorites she really bought a lot o f stuff from you. But then
but these were generally upper middle-class in orientation
she got to where she didn’t w ant anyone to think they
and more than a little hoity-toity. Publisher Ormond Smith
w ere taking advantage o f her, so she would reject every
believed there was a huge untapped female market for the
third story. It wasn’t that there was something wrong w ith
more egalitarian style o f the pulps. The first attempt,
the third story, but that was her w ay o f show ing she
Woman’s Stories, failed, but in May o f ’21, Street & Smith
wouldn’t accept just anything. It got so I would show her
tried again and this time they had a winner. Under the
each third story ju st to get it over w ith and then take it
editorial guidance o f the ladylike Amita Fairgrieve, Love
Story became a charming m ixture o f beauty tips, poems, right over to sell to another magazine editor."
Under Fairgrieve, Love Story was an immediate suc
and stories about modern girls—but not too modern—and
cess, w ith a circulation o f over 100,000. In 1929, when an
how they fall in love forever and ever. In an early issue, Ms.
ex-d ress model named Daisy Bacon took the editorial
Fairgrieve printed a boldly bombastic statement o f policy:
helm, it became a phenomenon, w ith
LO VE S T O R Y M A G A ZIN E sales o f more than 600,000, the most
has recently m ade its appearance. popular pulp o f all time. A thoroughly
modern 1920s woman herself Daisy
Its contents are, as its name implies,
Bacon believed her magazine's stories
based on the greatest thing in the
might be sweet and sentimental but
world: Love! they were not “old-fashioned" The hero
ines o f Love Story represented the eman
Love Story is not just another o f those cipated females w ho now had the free
sex'problem magazines, which have dom to seek true love. “She doesn’t have
done incalculable harm. to marry to get somebody to support
her—she can do that herself” Bacon said
in a newspaper interview. “And so she
considers other things besides a man’s
money-making abilities. She looks for
charm, companionship, and other intan
gibles in marriage today, w here formerly she had to con
sider w hether or not a man was likely to be a good pro
vider ... W hy, women are ju st beginning to know what
romance is all about, and how to go out after it”
A successful pulp spawned imitators, and Love Story
was followed by T ru e Love, Real Love, N ew Love, T h rill
Opposite: Hounded off the newsstands by bluenoses, the Spicy ing Love, Popular Love, Sw eetheart Stories, and Cupid's
line became the ‘speed" line and dropped entirely the erotic Diary, to name but a few. There were, as w ell, the off
shoots—love pulps w ith a W estern background became
theme that kept the Spicys going.
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a major romance subdivision, w ith such titles as Range some pretty tough crim e w riters w ho didn’t know how
land Love Stories, Romantic Range, Ranch Romances, W est to make their crim inals act romantic. I don’t know w ho
ern Romances,and Thrilling Ranch Stories. Less successful the readers for that magazine would have b e e n ... maybe
was an attempt to bring “love’s com pelling call” to, the the w ives o f gangsters "
heartless denigens o f the crim inal underworld. In the Most pulp love-stories w ere formulaic tales o f flirta
w aning years o f Prohibition, Popular Publications tion and courtship, some light and frothy, some emotion
launched U nderw orld Romances. Jean M ithoefer was the ally charged and full o f heartbreak (although never con
very young associate editor o f the magazine, “The pub taining the masochistic suffering o f the “confession” story,
lisher ju st thought, love stories w ere doing good and another genre entirely). T h e stories might, depending on
crim e stories w ere doing good, let’s com bine them. But the editor and the year, be provocative, even racy at times—
that magazine lasted ju st three issues, as I remember, be a girl might, for instance,fall into the N ew York harbor and
cause w e couldn’t get any good stories. T he wom en love be fished out by a young yachtsman w ho proceeds to strip
story w riters w rote kind o f silly gangsters, and we had: her o f all her w et clothes:
POPULAR LOVE 83
A fain t smile flickered in his eyes. ‘ T h e crew are, natu Secure some picture representing romance and place it on
rally, men. Chinks, at that. W h a t would you have had me the night-table . . . A s soon as you settle yourself in bed lie
do? Let you die o f exposure? Besides, I—I didn ’t look. A t several moments on your left side to slow up your heart
least—" his flush m atched her own—“I tried not to . . . ." action. Start taking deep breaths. W ith all your heart
desire a romantic dream. D on’t leave either arm out
Most often, though, the nature o f pulp love was cloy-
ingly sweet. A nd w hile the heroine could be a debutante stretched . . .
or an heiress or even a movie star, she was likely to be a
Although they w ere enormously popular in their day,
more modestly endowed, middle-class Am erican female,
w hen the love pulps eventually disappeared, they left be
not unlike the love pulps’ primary readership o f shopgirls
hind no trace o f their existence. No great w riters or con
and schoolgirls and secretaries and young married women.
tinuing series characters w ere born in their pages, and it
The story formula these readers responded to was a simple
appears likely that no pulp romance story has ever been
one: girl meets boy, girl marries boy. O f course, the road to
reprinted anywhere.
romantic happiness could be a bum py one, full o f obstacles
such as meddling relatives, tempting lotharios w ith pen
“I did some o f the sexy stuff w hen I was starting out,"
cil-thin moustaches, and even a girl’s ow n foolish pride, but
recalls Jean W ebb. “Breezy Stories and a couple o f others.
nothing is ever allowed to alter the course o f true pulp love,
These w ere stories o f w hat they used to call ‘hot love,’ as
and each and every fictional romance was mandated to end
opposed to the ‘clean love’ stories I did for the romantic
happily, the heroine and her dreamboat pledged to each
pulps. T h ey w ere not at all explicit, you couldn’t use any
other in eternal devotion:
d irty words, but they w ere considered a bit shocking. I
‘ Oh, Kyle! Oh, K y l e - didn’t enjoy w riting them, either. I thought it was sordid. I
remember my grandmother didn’t w ant them anywhere
Gently, he took her in his arms. T enderly he kissed the in her house, she was so afraid someone might see them
tears from her cheeks, kissed the long black lashes closed,
kissed finally her lips.
“Love me?"
there" W illiam Campbell Gault, best know n for his excel Below: French Night Life Stories documented the revelry in
lent detective fiction and juvenile sports stories, made his Gay Paree. It was, in fact, one of many Gallic-set sex pulps.
first pulp sales to a pair o f fringe sex magazines, Paris
Nights and Scarlet Adventuress. The latter was an oversized
pulp devoted to tales o f“the woman adventuress," the sort,
according to the editorial guidelines for contributors,“w ho
has a definite goal—love, money, power, or revenge—to
ward w hich she steadily forges, using the allure o f her
b o d y ...” Says Gault:“T hey w ere published in Pennsylva
nia somewhere, and paid a third o f a cent a word. They
bought anything as long as you made all the female char
acters voluptuous. I guess men read them like they read
Playboy today. T h ey were supposed to be hot stuff, but the
stories were about as sexy as church."
America before W orld W ar II could be a fanatically
puritanical place, and the various local
and state blue laws regarding sexual lit
erature were strictly enforced in many
areas. For purposes o f decorum and
m inim ising risk, the sexy pulps were issue o f Ginger Stories, the titular char
rarely displayed openly but sold “un acter is a saucy 18-year-old who, as the
der the counter” and had to be re story begins, has succumbed to the lat
quested, even in a supposedly adult est frivolous flapper crage: “H alf o f the
male bastion like the cigar store. Since tw enty-dollar gold piece her father had
many o f the sex pulps came from given her .. had been spent in having
oddball independent publishing com her legs, ju st above the knees, painted
panies, they were often irregular in ap w ith pictures o f the w orld’s most fa
pearance compared to the uniform mous bachelors .. .Colonel Bindburgh
product o f the mainstream publishers. [sic] and the Prince o f W ales" Arabelle
The dimensions varied—some sex reveals her thigh-portraits after im bib
pulps were saddle stitched, and some ing too much “pre-Volstead punch,"
contained slick-paper inserts, six or tw elve pages usually raising her skirt w hile dancing the Charleston on a table-
reserved for black-and-w hite photos o f naked women. top for an assortment o f lascivious men. T h e flapper's un
W hen the Spicy titles came along, they included comic seem ly behavior leads to tw o rich ly documented spank
strips as a regular feature—the adventures o f Sally the ings before the story’s ironic conclusion.
Sleuth, Diana Daw, and Polly o f the Plains, tough, luscious A m ericans o f the 19 2 0 s and 1 9 3 0 s —particularly
heroines fighting bad guys and losing their clothes in the those interested in reading “hot” stories—w ere w ell
process. aware that their nation paled by comparison, sexually
The first w ave o f sex pulps w as tied to the Zeitgeist speaking, to la belle France, the global capital o f naughty
o f the Roaring Tw enties, a decade perceived to be made activities. A nd the sex pulps fed this perception w ith a
up o f equal parts joie de vivre and moral turpitude. The slew o f G allic titles: Parisian Life, G ay Parisienne, Paris
stories detailed—or more often teasingly im plied—in ci Nights, French N ight Life, and French Scandals, each of
dents o f premarital sex, extram arital sex, even w ife-sw ap fering up a selection o f erotica w ith a continental air. Pulp
ping, all activities fueled by plenitudes o f bootleg gin. Pa-ree w as an insouciant place populated entirely by
Free-spirited young flappers, w ith their short skirts and roues and their mistresses, horny a p ach e dancers, and
open minds, made perfect heroines for prurient literature. hornier rich nymphomaniacs, w here the leading form o f
In T h e Em ancipation o f A rab elle in the N ovem ber 1 9 2 8 employment w as nude figure modeling. I f he could man
86 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
age to get through the idiom atic dialogue (“Mon Dieu, me, mainstream readership. W h ile the Gay Parisienne-ty p e
I w eel be less decent in one small moment e e f you h af publications affected an ersatz; sophistication and used sex
your way!") the reader o f the French sex pulps could con and seduction as subject matter, the Spicys took up the
sider him self a true man o f the world. popular action genres—W estern, private eye, high adven
ture—and infused them w ith blunt and often highly gra
PRIL 1 9 3 4 was a significant date in the history o f tuitous passages o f eroticism.
# # #
Top: A S p ic y h e r o in e m a y lose* h e r
clothes hut s h e k e e p s a t i g h t h o l d oj
h e r . 58.
Above: E a r l y s e x p u l p s l i k e th is
is s u e o j Breezy Stories fr o m M a y 2 , Robert E. Howard, famed for his Conan series in Weird
1929, u s u a l ly s u g g e s t e d m u c h m o r e
Tales, wrote at least five pseudonymous stories for Spicy
A dventure—braw ling exploits o f sailor W ild Bill Clanton.
t h a n t h e y d e l iv e r e d .
He discussed the new market in a letter to his pen pal H. P.
Right: The m a le lo v e o b j e c t s in Lovecraft, advising him to take a crack at it: “Just w rite up
romance p u l p i l lu s t r a t i o n s w e r e o f t e n one o f your ow n sex adventures, altered to fit the plot." The
m o r e d e lic a t e ly f e a t u r e d than th e notion o f the sickly, reclusive, and puritanical Lovecraft
fe m a le s . doing an autobiographical “sex adventure” for one o f the
Spicy magazines is more harrow ing than any o f his horror
stories. The great Lovecraft did not follow Howard’s sug
gestion.
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There may have been other w ell-know n writers in the whatchacallems.” U nlike most o f his Culture Publications
Spicy pages, their pseudonymous bylines never to be ex co-workers, w ho tended to merely impose a little sex on
posed. Indeed, it is likely that many a Sp icy detective and an ordinary action plot, Bellem kn ew how to conceive a
adventure story was a reject from the straight markets, re story w ith organic erotic content. In T h e Corpse in the
cycled w ith a few hastily added sex scenes. There was re Cabinet, for instance, Dan Turner is in a Turkish bathhouse
ally only one distinctive w riter for w hom Culture Publi (“having a gallon o f Scotch steamed out o f my carcass...”)
cations was not a quick-buck or shameful secondary mar w hen a scream comes from across a partition. Dan bursts
ket—for whom, in fact, Culture provided the only forum in on the crow ded ladies' section o f the bath, finds a dead
for expressing his singular, goofball artistry. T hat w riter body, and for several pages proceeds to interrogate a lineup
was Robert Leslie Bellem, the Shakespeare o f the Spicys. o f sweating, stark-naked female murder suspects.
Bellem, an ex-reporter, had been selling to the pulps for sev
RO M T H E BEG IN N IN G the Spicys had enemies
F
eral years w hen the Spicys came into being. He w as one o f
the speed demons, capable o f churning out a roomful o f in high places. The Post O ffice and various local gov
copy every day o f the week, and he often w rote w hole is ernments w ere continually scheming to put them out o f
sues o f minor pulps, using his ow n and an assortment o f business. The Spicys had their editorial offices in Manhat
pen names. Most o f his w ork was no better than compe tan, but the publishers felt the need to use a Delaware mail-
tent and he would be one more obscure hack today i f not drop address on the masthead in order to confuse the
for his creation o f a horny, Hollywood-based private eye bluenosed N ew York authorities. There were plenty o f
named Dan T urner. Turner first appeared in the June 1 9 3 4 problems w ith distribution. In some cities, the Spicys were
issue o f Spicy D etective and qu ickly became the Spicys’ banned or had their front covers removed before sales were
most popular offering. Eventually, the permitted. By the late ’30s, Culture was
character would have his ow n personal forced to scale back the sex content and
pulp, Hollywood Detective, a n d Turner’s eventually gave up the Spicy line alto
adventures, all penned by Bellem, would gether. The tamer “Speed" line took its
number in the hundreds. place. By then, p u b lish e r H arry
W h at distinguished the T urner D o n en feld had found a m uch less
stories, and earned them the rabid ad troublesome and more profitable form
m iration o f readers like Perelman, was o f publishing—comic books. Culture’s
their w acky colloquial voice, a version head man had taken over D C Comics,
o f the sim ile-and-slang-laden hard- the enormously successful home o f Su
boiled style exaggerated to the point o f perman and Batman.
delirious ridiculousness. A gun, for in
stance, never fired; rather, a “roscoe”
“belched C how -chow ,” “coughed Ka-
C how ," “sneeged Ker-choob!" I f P. G.
W odehouse had decided to make his
Bertie W ooster a v iolent and salacious hard-boiled
gumshoe, the result night have sounded som ething like
Dan Turner. “W ill you come along w illingly,” the detec
tive typically says to a guilty party, “or do I bunt you over Above: The Corpse in the Cabinet was the featured story in
the crum pet till your sneeger leaks butterm ilk?” the January 1 9 3 5 issue of Spicy Detective Stories. Author
Turner’s first home being a Spicy, there w ere naturally Robert Leslie Bellem, creator of concupiscent Hollywood
many occasions for lechery, and Bellem was a master o f
detective Dan Turner, was the prolific ’ Shakespeare of the
dippy sex talk. He was particularly creative in his euphe
Spicys.”
misms for a women’s breasts, know n variously as “w hite
woman's melons,” “creamy bon-bons,” “firm little Opposite: T he Spicys owed a good deal of their success to the
tiddlywinks," “perky pretty-pretties," and “gorgeous larger-than-life cover girls painted by H. J. W ard.
T h e S h a d o w w a s t h e fir s t a n d
most successful o f th e p u lp
su p er-h ero es
Shadows and
Supermen
TH E H ERO PULPS
— “T he F la m in g F a l c o n s ",
D oc S a v a g e M a g a z in e
current issue. N ow the programs began w ith LaCurto do Gibson, 33 years old, had been a reporter, one o f the first
ing a hammy, scarifying laugh and intoning the words, composers o f crossword puzzles, and a ghostw riter for the
“The Shadow k n o w s. . This new ly characterised narra world-famous magician Harry Blackstone. G ibson and
tor became a hit w ith the listeners, and Street & Sm ith be Blackw ell decided to toss the N ick Carter manuscript and
gan hearing o f repeated requests for “the magazine w ith start fresh, and G ibson began w riting on the train ride
that Shadow guy ..." There was no such magazine, o f back to Philadelphia—the book-length story had to be
course, only D etective Story w ith its mostly humdrum pri completed at once, the premiere issue o f T h e Shadow sched
vate-eye and mystery fiction. But news o f the public pas uled to hit the newsstands in a little over tw o months' time.
sion for the creepily cackling radio Shadow came to the W ith an A pril 1931 cover date, the first issue o f T he
attention o f the S & S circulation chief, H enry Ralston. A Shadow, w ent on sale right on schedule T he novel opens
veteran'of more than 3 0 years in the cheap thrills business, on a scene thick w ith tension, mystery, and despair. O n a
Ralston clung to some old, outmoded enthusiasms. He had N ew York bridge clouded by a black mist, a young man
never forgotten the pleasures—and the profits—once gen prepares to commit suicide. He leans above the distant dark
erated by the dime novels w ith their larger-than-life he waters and his fingers loosen their hold on the rail. Sud
roes, N ick Carter, Buffalo Bill, and the rest. T h e response to denly, w hile “balanced betw een life and death," he is
The Shadow gave Ralston the excuse he was looking for gripped by an iron force. Someone drags him back, some
to revive a single-character publication. It could be done one w ith an irresistible power. The would-be corpse sees
just like in the old days: target a young male audience, cre a frightening figure before him, “a tall black,-cloaked fig
ate a house name byline to retain all creative control. ure that might have represented death itself . . . The
Ralston even found an ancient unpublished N ick Carter stranger’s face was entirely obscured by a broad-brimmed
manuscript that could be rew ritten for the new character. felt hat bent dow nw ard over his features; and the long,
He dumped the project on the desk o f D etective Story edi black cloak looked like part o f the thickening fog." Hauled
tor Frank Blackwell and told him to put out a magazine, into the back o f a chauffeured limousine, the daged man
fast, w hile the radio show was still caus hears the mysterious stranger’s offer o f
ing excitement. a new lease on life. “I shall improve i t ... I
Blackw ell may not have thought shall make it useful. But I shall risk it,
much o f the idea—after all, even the low-
caste pulps looked down on the embar
WIZARD too. Perhaps I shall lose it, for I have lost
lives, ju st as I have saved them." A few
rassing dime novels—because he did not paragraphs later, the young man has
give the assignment to one o f his regular sworn his allegiance, a hold-up man has
w riters but instead offered it to a rela been shot dead, and the stranger has
tively unknow n Philadelphia magician vanished—“like a shadow!”
and author named W alter Gibson, w ho And so begins the first issue o f the
happened to be stopping by the office first single-character pulp, the begin
that particular day in December 1930. ning o f the great epoch o f pulp heroes
and superheroes. T h e Shadow was a
sensation, moving quickly from quar
terly issuance to m onthly to biweekly.
The character would make Street &
Sm ith several fortunes in licensing fees and royalties, and
the magazine w ould last for nearly tw o decades. Old
H enry Ralston had been right, the old dime novel formula
Above: Street & Smith’s The W izard was a short-lived hero
could be repackaged and made to w ork again.
pulp about ‘ Cash’ Gorman, a financier. T he magazine,
The Shadow himself, a Victorian w raith w ith his
subtitled Adventures in Money Making did not catch on.
black cloak and sinister cackle, might have felt right at
Opposite: As this Rudolph Belarski painting for March ’j 8 home in a 1 9th-century story paper. He also owed some
shows, the streets aren't safe even for a man in a diuing helmet. thing to the flamboyant pulp heroes o f the p re -1920 pe-
mm
riod, Johnston M cCulley’s masked swordsman o f Old Shadow ’s permanent and most famous characteristic). For
Capistrano, Zorro, and Frank Packard’s Jim m ie Dale, a ka. a time, The Shadow was so mysterious that no one in
The Gray Seal. The Shadow may have actually seemed volved in his creation had a clear idea w hat he looked like.
startlingly fresh in the 1930s, w hen crim e-fighting hero The definitive depiction o f the character was the belated
ics had become the exclusive province o f the hard-boiled, w ork o f cover artist George Roz;en, w ho took over the jo b
bluntly realistic private eye. The setting, too, although os when the previous painter, his tw in brother, Jerome, was
tensibly contemporary, had little in common w ith the injured in an auto accident. George had one initial diffi
mean streets realism o f most pulp crime fiction o f that time. culty, a blind spot about the description o f The Shadow’s
Filtered through W alter Gibson's theatrical imagination, nose as “haw klike” He was finally told to copy the nose o f
The Shadow existed somewhere near the foggy gaslit the assistant art director. As the series w ent on, readers
world o f Sherlock Holmes and Count Dracula gradually came to know more about their hero. The
In the first novels, The Shadow is an almost periph Shadow acquired familiar props—his tw in 45s, an
eral character, making sudden, decisive appearances at autogyro—and his true identity was revealed. Known only
critical points in the narrative The Shadow prefers to use to a pair o f close-mouthed Xinca Indians (and, implicitly,
an informal army o f recruits and lieutenants to do his to millions o f trustw orthy readers), The Shadow was Ac
groundwork, investigating incipient crimes, setting the tually Kent Allard, the famous aviator (Lamont Cranston
traps that w ill thwart the hordes of evil; then, when the was merely one o f The Shadow ’s many impersonations—
time is right, and from some unknown sanctum, he arrives, the revised radio series, starring Orson W elles, got that all
a being in black, striking sw iftly w ith blaming automatics. wrong).
The ending is invariable—the foe vanquished, crime for Street & Sm ith maintained a close proprietary w atch
the time being stilled, and the midnight victory announced over their breadwinner throughout most o f his existence.
by,the creepy peals o f The Shadow’s mighty laugh (that Individual plots and general developments in the series
radio actor’s improvisation becoming the literary had to pass thropgh an unusual committee system. W riter
W alter Gibson would w ork out a detailed synopsis for the
next novel and then take it to overseer Henry Ralston and
new editor John N anovic for approval or amendment.
On Sale F ir s t and T h ir d F rid a y N ew gimmicks, settings, characters vvere kicked around
Yearly
Subscription
fo\. X X III $ 2.00 by the three during committee meetings. Gibson w el
Number 4 Six Months
$ 1.00 comed the guidance since his standing assignment was the
October 15
Single Copy production o f tw o '60,000- to 70,000-w ord novels per
1937 10 Cents
TWICE A MONTH
month. It was a grueling task, but Gibson seemed to relish
, ,M, n. |Uln. . r . .roucl*! b , •* *
m m am sm um m c o n t e n t s i it.“T o meet T h e Shadow's scheduled had to hit'5,000 words
or more per day," G ibson once recalled, “I made 10,000
words my goal and found Lcould reach it. Some stories I
wrote in four days e a ch ... O n these occasions, I averaged
QympiaXi SAoJawflovst 15,000 words a day, or nearly 6 0 typew ritten pages, a pace
F k o n tift& S h s r io m T k lu a it o f four to five pages an hour for 12 to 15 hours. By living,
Ga , ix & L to r thinking, even dreaming the story in one continued pro
cess, I found ideas came faster and faster" Gibson typed so
T H w u ffd t furiously that his fingers bled. Incredibly, he maintained
this pace^and.a generally high standard o f storytelling—
Thrilling Stories and Features
MURDER IN THE CARDS . . Robert Arthur . . . m for more than a decade, producing a total o f 2 8 2 Shadow
F ortu n e tolling w o t m jotoriotto t f J .I H to th e law . S m gotH a g a
a u r d t r t r w isn'tI novels. , —
C O D E S ................................................Henry L jt t a f . . . ts
Iu tt r c tt ie g in io rm ttio a c o n to r t in g C odon, C lg k o n , C rygtogroono tm i Blackwell’s-original, arbitrary choice o f Gibson could
Secret Imho,
DEATH IN THE RAIN . . . Stephen OeaM . . . not, as it turned out, have been more inspired. It was the
S h crid w D oom *, crook H o n ! l o t o l li t o o c o e e e . w aflte th e eereere o t W ood-
perfect matchup o f author and character. A sa magician and
' The Shadow, October 15, 1 g j / . as a historian o f magic, Gibson brought to T he Shadow a
SHADOWS AND SUPERMEN 95
wrote a detailed outline and character genesis for the pro a-month “brass pounder"—a telegrapher—at the Associated
posed pulp. Clark Savage, Jr, is a braw ny genius, a surgeon, Press office in Tulsa, Oklahoma, attempting to w rite ad
mineralogist, engineer, inventor, and master oflanguages, venture stories during the midnight-to-eight graveyard
as well as being the Supreme Adventurer. His skin color shift. In December 1930, he received an amazing, inexpli
is a glowing bronz,e (“bespeaking o f long years spent be cable telegram from Richard Martinsen at Dell Publishing:
neath tropic suns and northern skies"), his hair is a match “If you make less than $ 1 0 0 a w eek on your present job,
ing hue, and so are his set-well-apart, magnetic-like gold- advise you to quit. Come to N ew York and be taken under
flake-resembling eyes—not for nothing is he know n as the our w ing w ith a $500-a-m onth draw ing account." Dent
Man o f Bronge. Headquartered in a Manhattan skyscraper, was soon living in Manhattan, w riting the entire contents
Doc is the leader o f an almost equally colorful group o f five o f tw o Dell pulps, Scotland Y ard and Sky Riders. He made
other adventurers: Renny, another braw ny giant and a $ 1,500 the first month.Both pulps folded a few issues later
world-renowned engineer; Long Tom, a skinny electron and Dent was left to his ow n devices.
ics genius; Johnny, scrawny, studious-looking, a geologist, O ne o f the stories he sold w hile freelancing was a
and “the greatest physicist o f the land"; Monk, chemist o f gaudy action tale titled T h e Sinister Ray, featuring a bril
genius w ith the body o f a gorilla; and Ham, sardonic, liant “scientific detective” named Lynn Lash. This was
nattily dressed, Harvard-educated lawyer, w ielding a likely the story that brought Dent to the attention o f Henry
sword cane w ith a drug-laced tip. Financed by gold re Ralston. Even more than W alter Gibson and his Shadow,
serves from a hidden Central Am erican mine, Doc and Dent and Doc Savage were the perfect symbiosis o f cre
gang begin their spectacular task: ator and creation. “He put a lot o f him self into that charac
ter,” his w idow , Norma, told me. “A lot o f his w riter friends
. . . to go here and there, from one end o f the world to the
used to call him ‘Doc’ because he was so much like Doc
other, looking for excitement and adventure; striving to Savage." Strange but true, the telegrapher/hack from Mis
help those who need help; to punish those who deserve it souri and the bronze Supreme Adventurer had much in
. . . People, tribes and nations would gain their help when common. Physically, both were prepossessing figures. Dent
was a huge man, six foot tw o and over tw o hundred
sore pressed. Industry would be served by them. A rt and
pounds, and a flamboyant dresser, affecting for a time
science would profit by their daring . . .
needle-point mustachios or full beard. Like Doc, Dent eas
It was an exciting enough declaration o f intent, but ily mastered a variety o f technical skills. He was a pilot,
there was no initial guarantee that Doc Savage would fare electrician, radio operator, plumber, and architect. “He de
any better w ith the readers than the reincarnated N ick signed our entire house from scratch," said Norma “Taught
him self how to do it, drew up the blueprints and every
thing.” And Dent shared w ith Savage a yearning for adven
ture. He prospected for gold in the Mojave and for three
years sailed the Caribbean on his yacht Albatross, search
ing for sunken Spanish treasure. “He had a treasure map
he bought from someone,” Mrs. Dent recalled, “and there
was supposed to be a big gold table w orth millions o f dol
lars sunk out there. W e never found it but someone else did
Carter. The Nanovic-penned outline lacked spirit and its many years later. He would dive for treasure during the
gold-mine plot was plain dull Doc’s future became assured day and then sit on the deck and w rite his Doc Savage
only when Ralston and Nanovic chose as his amanuensis story all night"
a man by the name of Lester Dent, a 28-year-old Missouri Certainly Dent’s productivity as a w riter qualified
w riter w ith a limitless im aginations devious sense o f hu him for superhuman status. He could w rite around the
mor, and a flair for gadgetry and science—all hallmarks o f clock, putting him self as much as a year ahead o f schedule
the series to come. w hen he wanted time o ff and he often worked on three
O nly a few years before he was picked for the different stories at once, moving from typew riter to type
monthly Savage assignment, Lester Dent had been a $ 125- w riter to keep from getting bored.
Above: Lester Dent, author of the
Doc Savage novels.
A firm believer in fiction formulas and “master plots” ter o f Men,”a ruthless crime fighter w ho stamps the corpses
for pulp w riting, Dent referred to the bulk o f his output as o f his numerous victim s w ith a vermilion, spider-shaped
“salable crap," but i f his Savage w o rk w as mechanical, he seal. “W e saw how very successful T h e Shadow was and we
disguised it w ell w ith an endless supply o f dazzling dis wanted to do something like it,” said T h e Spider's creator,
tractions. Particularly in the w ild and w ooly early years, H enry Steeger.“And I think w e improved on it."
Dent really delivered the goods: great villains (The M ystic The first tw o issues w ere stodgily w ritten by R. T. M
Mullah; The Sargasso Ogre; the dreadful John Sunlight; the Scott, a Canadian ex-army major. He was replaced by wild-
tittering “Tibetan" M o-Gwei; the piano-playing—“always eyed, hard-boiled hack Norvell Page, using the pen name
a prelude o f unpleasantness for somebody"—sadist Count o f Grant Stockbridge. In this same period, Steeger had be
Ram.adanoff the speedy 131 -year-old Dan Thunden); great gun his notoriously sadistic “shudder pulps"—to w hich
gadgets (600-shot-per-m inute handgun; oxygen pills for Page contributed numerous lurid stories—and T h e Spider
breathing underwater; rocket-propelled dirigible; hollow would take a sim ilarly intense approach to violence and
false teeth containing explosive chemicals and tiny tools; a sex From the first, Page’s Spider novels have a harsh, vis
banjo rifle, bullets fired by plucking a string; a platinum ceral power. In Wings o f the Black D eath, Richard
suit for deflecting certain death rays); great threats (geneti W en tw o rth battles a cruel, blackm ailing crim inal w ho
cally mutating monsters; exploding “terror falcons”; flesh- threatens N ew York w ith bubonic plague (“ ‘I think it best,’
eating ants; mind-freezing radiation); and great buildings he said, ‘that Ram Singh drive you back to tow n at once.
even (Doc’s icelike A rctic refuge, the Fortress o f Solitude, T h e man w ho ju st phoned declared that he was about to
guarded by a tribe o f Eskimos; his privately ow ned “col loose the Black Death upon all o f usf ’’), the effects o f w hich
lege" where evildoers are sent for brainwashing). are described in sickening detail:
Dent was a recklessly generous storyteller, providing
Works’ head sagged forw ard. Breath rasped more harshly
each issue o f Doc Savage w ith enough imaginative mate
rial to supply a year’s w orth o f competing hero pulps. O ne in his throat. H e belched. Blood poured from his jaws. It
typically over-the-top narrative, Septem ber 1 9 3 3 ’s T h e tore a muffled scream o f agony from him.
Lost Oasis, involves a hijacked zeppelin, a gorgeous English
aviatrix, trained vampire bats in N ew York harbor, a pair “Quick, man!” W entw orth shot at him. “Do you know who
o f Middle Eastern bad guys, a desert prison camp, Doc and
the blackmailer was?"
gang in an autogyro dogfight, jew el-bearing vultures, car
chases, man-eating plants, a slave revolt, and a lost A frican
Suddenly W orks convulsed, reared back in his chair with
diamond mine. Although the inventions and science-fic
clutching hands digging into his throat.
tional elements w ere a strong part o f the series' appeal, the
stories themselves transcended categorization, roaming
“Speak, man, speak!’ Wentworth cried.
freely from science fiction to supernatural horror to
w hizbang action to lost w orld adventure a la Burroughs
or Rider Haggard. W ith Dent behind the typewriter, Doc T h e purple lips opened, suffocation blackened his face.
Savage M agazine became a crazily exhilarating reading ex Blood gushed out. Sound issued from that ghastly mouth.
perience, a monthly ten-cent hallucinogen for 14-year-old But it was sound that was translatable into no word. It
boys o f all ages.
was the death rattle.
A TE IN 1933, that most eventful year for the super- In T h e Spider, for once, the viciousness o f the crim i
L j hero, Popular Publications weighed in w ith tw o nals was matched b y the hero. None o f Doc Savage’s anes
memorable titles. T h e Spider reshuffled established ingredi thetic “mercy bullets" or reprogramming seminars for the
ents—The Phantom Detective’s mask and day jo b (New opponents o f Richard W entw orth. Justice for them is sud
York millionaire),old-timer Jim m ie Dale’s calling cards,and den and final:
The Shadow’s black duds. Known only to his girlfriend,
But the S pider’s bullet had sped true. A round blue hole
Nita Van Sloan, and his H indu manservant, Ram Singh,
gaped in the forehead o f John H arper.
Richard W entw orth’s secret identity is T he Spider, “Mas
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For an instant he sat straight up in his chair, a surprised came increasingly to identify w ith his creation. “Some
have said Norvell Page was a bit eccentric," said Henry
look upon his face. T hen he slumped forw ard, his head
Steeger. “He used to wear a black cape and a large black hat
spilling blood on the stolen jewels over which he had
like The Spider, and he may have thought he was that char
gloated. His life o f greedy crime was ended. acter. Talented man, though”True. Although lacking Lester
Dent’s relentless inventiveness, Page wrote prose that
* * * grabbed you b y the collar and didn’t let go.
T h e other hero pulp Popular brought out in O ctober
T h e Spider sprang upon him, slammed home his fist. T he 1 9 3 3 w as equally distinguished and captured an imme
head rolled limply over. T h e larynx had been crushed in, diate and loyal readership. G -8 and His Battle A ces was
closing the windpipe and killing him instantly. the creation o f Robert J. Hogan, a 36-year-old m inister’s
son from Buskirk, N ew York. Hogan had learned to fly
* * # during W orld W ar I, and had been a salesman and air
craft dem onstrator for C u rtiss-W right at the Syracuse
In the end, the Black D eath was a coward and died a airport. He lost the jo b in the Depression and began w rit
ing stories for the vast array o f aviation magazines. He
coward's death, with terror in his eyes, with T h e S pider’s
came to Steeger w ith an idea for a hero pulp w ith an air
fingers crushing the life slowly out of him.
w ar background. G -8 w ould be a W o rld W ar I flying
As for sex, both W entw orth and the lovely Nita con spy, his persona and experiences inspired by a real-life
tinually encounter the sort o f lasciviousness that would pilot o f Hogan’s acquaintance, Harold Nevin. Steeger
have sent Doc Savage fleeing to his Fortress o f Solitude and w ent for it, but hedged his bet by including the title and
bolting the door. There are orgies, threats o f rape, sexual typeface o f his first successful pulp, B attle Aces. These
torture: w ere not going to be your average air ace stories, as evi
denced by the first o f Frederick Blakeslee’s many stun
They lifted her bodily from the floor, stretched arms and
ning G -8 cover paintings, a m oonlit v iew o f tw o Spads
legs to the great thick spokes o f the wheel and bound them chasing a giant bat, the hero strapped to one o f the rodent’s
there, ripped off her clothing with rough hands. Even wings. W ith the outlandishness the pulps had become
before the task was finished, a gnout whistled through the noted for, G -8 com bined flying fiction w ith science fic
tion and frequent doses o f horror-fantasy.
air to lay its streaks o f torn red across her w hite body.
In the opening adventure, T he Bat Staffel, the young
Temptresses: American spy is cooling his heels in the dungeon o f
Freiburg Castle, stooped over in an old codger disguise and
H er body was alive and warm and urgent and she raised
about to be executed. He wangles a meeting w ith the man
herself up against him, and her lips found his with a kiss w ho would become his most frequent adversary in the is
so passionately abandoned that it burned like something sues ahead, Der evil H err Doktor Krueger, and in the time-
annealed in a white-hot oven. honored tradition o f criminal masterminds, H err Doktor
feels compelled to reveal his top secret plans to G -8 before
It was another effective innovation from Henry killing him The Germans, it seems, are about to unleash the
Steeger, pulp publishing’s Young Turk: a superhero book “poison breath’’ o f the great bats o f the Jura caves, a breath so
aimed at an adult sensibility. The stories grew larger and deadly that a few canned drops—as Krueger demonstrates—
more fantastic as they w ent on, and author Norvell Page shrink a guinea pig to dust Now, w ith this info to relay, G-
8 must escape, using the doktor as a shield and heaving the
cannister o f bat breath at the guards.
Opposite: T he hero 0 / 1 8 1 issues of Doc Savage Magazine “Gott im H im m el’
was Clark Savage, Jr., surgeon, inventor, aviator, engineer, Aided in his escape by tw o passing fliers—future
brawny punisher of evildoers, the Man of Bronze, the Battle Aces N ippy W eston and Bull Martin—G -8 returns
Supreme Adventurer. to Paris headquarters, gets General Pershing’s new man-
102 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
date (“You may take matters entirely in your ow n hands”) Pearl H arb o r-lik e air attack on N ew York City. Street &
and sets o ff to destroy the Bat Staffel, and a total o f 109 Sm ith’s Bill Barnes A ir Adventure, had a contemporary
other gaudy opponents to come. M ercifully, few o f our setting and was aimed at very young boys o f an earnest
fighting men in W orld W ar I knew o f the terrifying ex disposition. It resembled a hobbyist publication, w ith its
perimental w eaponry in the hands o f the German enemy: non-violent covers depicting custom ised aircraft (su
the bat halitosis, the skeleton ray, the dragon, the lightning perbly rendered by Frank Tinsley, an aviation specialist),
machine, the chemical that turns men into mummies, the and pages o f model airplane diagrams. T h e novels were
Zombies, robots, wolf-men, hawk-men, tiger-men, Martians, credited to George L. Eaton, a house name, but most were
and more. But superspy G -8 knew and each month he and w ritten by a young Canadian named Charles Spain Verral.
his devil-may-care flying buddies, N ippy and Bull, did “The editor, F. O rlin Tremaine, offered him the jo b after
w hat it took to intercept the Kaiser’s bizarre arsenal. the first w riter didn't w ork out,” recalls his w ife, Jean
Fora time, the air was crowded w ith flying hero pulps. M ithoefer Verral. “W e w ere in a little trouble, very broke,
T h e Lone E agle from Better Publications featured conven and I had been quite ill and confined to b e d ... we didn’t
tional heroics, w hile another Popular title, Dusty Ayres and kn ow w hat w e w ere going to do. T hen Street & Sm ith
His Battle Birds, was even more fanciful than G-8 . Dreamed accepted the Bill Barnes story and gave him a check for
up during a possibly liquid lunch betw een H enry Steeger $50 0 . He cashed it in all small bills and he came home and
and w riter Robert Sidney Bow en (a W orld W ar I vet and threw them all over me in the bed. Oh, it rained money!"
former Royal A ir Force ace), Dusty w as to take place in the T eren ce X. O ’Leary's W a r Birds, from Dell, was an
near-future, during a spectacular w ar betw een the U.S. and obvious derivative o f both G -8 and Dusty Ayres. There
an imaginary Central A sian country ruled b y a merciless, w ere futuristic air ships, ray guns, and invasions o f
masked dictator know n as Fire Eyes, Em peror o f the Am erica by imaginary evil empires. T h e magazine’s titu
World. Having conquered all o f A sia and Europe, Fire lar character had taken a peculiar route to superherodom
Eyes’ fierce armies invade Am erica—one cover shows a O riginally, in the pages o f W ar Stories in the early ’20s, he
was a low ly W orld W ar I trench soldier and a caricature
o f a vaudeville Irishman. A few years later, he had become
slightly less obnoxious in Faw cett’s Battle Stories. Then,
w ithout w arning in M arch 193 3 , he resurfaced as “the
w orld’s greatest hero” and the “dyno-blasting" star o f his
ow n magazine. T erence X. O ’L eary ’s W a r Birds lasted for
three issues. A uthor A rthur Em pey w as a dreadful w riter
and a radical right-winger. A w orld w ar vet and author o f
the best-seller Over the Top, Em pey lived in Hollywood
in the 1 9 3 0 s and co-founded—w ith movie star Gary Coo
per—a blackshirts-type private army, the Hollywood
Hussars, w h ich aspired to m ilitary political power in the
name o f “Am ericanism "
Perhaps Empey w ould have enjoyed reading O pera
tor # 5 , the righteous and xenophobic adventures o f Jim m y
Christopher, “ace undercover agent o f the United States
Government,” and ch ie f opponent o f various hordes o f
rampaging, blood-maddened foreigners. T h e paintings by
BOOK ONE OF cover artist John H ow itt w ere often feverish, Goyaesque
KA-ZAR OF THE BEASTS images o f desperate, anguished A m ericans manning the
barricades. Far from escapist entertainment, O perator # 5
had an ugly timeliness, exploiting the lingering air o f an
ger and social upheaval caused b y the Depression and the
increasingly bellicose atmosphere in Europe and Asia.
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a p o c a ly p tic p u lp . T h e Purple guished them. Tastes w ere changing. The juvenile readers
had turned to comic books, and to the science-fiction maga
Invasion is s u e s d e t a i l e d t h e t a k e o v e r
zines. The first generation o f hero pulp readers, the devoted
of America by brutal f o r e i g n a r m ie s .
teenagers w ho had know n irrational jo y w ith the arrival
Opposite: Ka-Zar, O c t o b e r 1 936. o f each new adventure o f Doc and G -8 and the rest, were
young men in the 1940s, going into uniform and having
their ow n dangerous adventures in exotic places.
But the great pulp heroes did not die, despite w hat the
publishers’ ledgers said to the contrary. T h ey lived on in
the memories o f boys grown old, stars in a lost adolescent
universe.
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didn’t turn a fast profit. Easier to tempt the consumer w ith feet this more involving perspective, the horrific elements
a brand-new title than to tinker w ith a lemon. But Popular o f each story were described w ith an unprecedented sav
was committed to its Dime generic titles and so they de agery, an attention to detail that, as the genre developed, in
cided to try a revised format, something sufficiently star cluded heavy dollops o f Sadean sexuality.
tling to give Mystery a second chance. Instead o f crim e de
Like a flash, it batten ed itself upon the corpse's breasts,
tection, the magazine would now offer an odd m ixture o f
Gothic atmosphere,grotesque threats, and vicious villains. clinging with all four clawing hands, the sharp nails
From here on, stories would address w hat an early edito digging demoniacally into dead pliant flesh. . . . Its fanged
rial called “a primitive, age-old urge in the heart o f every slash o f a mouth fastened on the girl's gory, tom throat.
red-blooded human, the keen desire to know fear.. . . ”
Then, w hile Travis Brant w atched in nauseated
T h e “Terror” or “W eird Menace” stories, as they came
fascination, it began to suck the dead woman's clotting,
to be known, had many o f the trappings o f the horror genre,
but there were distinct differences. U nlike the traditional congealing blood.
scary story, the new form eschewed the supernatural. All
activities, no matter how bizarre, w ould be given a natu
ral—i f not necessarily logical—explanation by story’s end.
This self-imposed restriction meant that new concepts and I stopped to spin around as Helen's moans rang again.
faces o f horror had to be invented. No ghosts or vampires Someone had brought a bridle and jam m ed the steel bar
or black magicians, but equally creepy types out o f real life, betw een her teeth. T hey forced her down on her hands
the mutilated and the psychotic, renegade scientists and
and knees and they w ere driving her like a horse, flogging
crackpot cult leaders. Plots would revolve around earthly
her and sawing her reins till the foam
motivations like greed, revenge, or in
sanity. on her lips dripped crimson.
The other distinguishing aspect o f
T h e creator o f W eird Menace was
the new form was its intensity, a calcu
Popular’s resourceful president, Henry
lated assault on the reader’s nervous sys
Steeger. “I got the idea during a trip to
tem Editor Roger Terrill defined the dif
Paris. T h ey had the Grand Guignol
ference between terror and the older
Theatre there, w ith these violent situa
fright style: “Horror is what a girl would
tions, and the audience w as very enthu
feel if, from a safe distance, she watched
siastic. I thought, ‘W e could do a maga
the ghoul practice diabolical rites upon
zine like that, w ith the same sort o f em
a victim Terror is what the girl would
phasis.’ ” T h e theatre was a notorious Pa
feel if, on a dark night, she . . . knew she
risian nightspot w here audiences w ere
was marked for the next victim ” T o ef-
treated to the sight o f on-stage w h ip
pings, gougings, and all variety o f simu
lated gore. Steeger may also have had an
eye on such contemporaneous movies
as Island o f Lost Souls, Mystery o f the W a x Museum, and
Freaks, each offering similar modern-dress horrors—vivi-
sectionists, deformed maniacs, denizens o f the carnival
Above: Dime Mystery Magazine inaugurated the strange sideshow, all staples o f the W eird Menace world.
D im e M ystery’s metamorphosis w as a success, and as
and bloody pulp subgenre known to infamy as W eird Menace.
reader interest grew, Steeger started tw o more gory pulps,
Opposite: No matter how far-fetched the activities depicted T error Tales, debuting in Septem ber 193 4 , and H orror
km a W eird Menace story, they were all expected to have a Stories, four months later. For these two, readers had to pay
‘ logical" explanation. This scene is from the Dime Mystery 15 cents, a nickel prem ium for an increased dosage o f
for July 1 9 3 8 : blood, no doubt. T h e new titles also did well, and by 19 3 5
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108 D A N G E R f S MY B U S I N E S S
other pulp houses w ere ju m ping on the Terror band 'Usually, the out-of-control tone was entirely justified
wagon. Subsequent titles included T hrilling Mastery, fie by the,events unfolding, as in this passage from Corpses
ri c M ysteries, E erie Stories, Sinister Stories, A ce Mystery, on Parade:'
Spicy Mystery, Strange D etective Masteries, Startling Mys
In hideous nudity she advanced one step toward me. H er
tery, an d Uncanny Tales.
< A t their most effective, W eird Menace stories had ^ breasts, her hips, seemed half-decomposed. A n d the smell!
visceral power and nihilistic sensibility that anticipates It was like the fumes that might arise from a city’s garbage
T h e T exas Chainsaw M assacre and other “splatter” films lying for hours under an August sun . . . . T h en —I ’ve
and books o f the 197 0 s and 1980s. W eird Menace was a
read about lips melting in an em brace, but I ’ll never read
negative utopia o f non-stop unpleasantness. The thrills
it again without being sick. For that was exactly what
these tales induced w ere o f the sort one might obtain from
an upside-down roller coaster ride through a slaughter T h ea ’s lips did. T hey squashed, with the same plosh of
house—fine, i f you like that sort o f thing. T he titles alone rotten fruit that had m arked the disintegration o f K itty’s
were enough to set the stom ach-churning Flesh fo r the hand . . . I didn’t turn to look. I ran. My mouth felt
Swamp Men, T h e Tongueless Horror, Coming o f the Rat Men,
gfioulishfy filthy, as though I w ere a cannibal epicure.
Revolt of the Circus Freaks, Hosts o f the Leper King, M eat
for Satan's Locker, fiach story could be depended on for its A t other times, the unrelentingly oppressive atmo
share o f blood-letting and putrefaction, told in a sensuous, sphere could make a narrator a tad-jumpy, as in the hero’s
hothouse prose on the verge o f hysteria from .the very first hopped-up reaction to a vague, shadovyy figure he notices
paragraph. in a scene from Satan’s W orkshop:
N first of the terrible three came to In consequence there were more than the
Galeton. usual number of loungers at the depot, but
The Raunt Silk Mill, where seven- none of them saw the grey man alight
o f Galeton, recalled his
entering the village.
Someone else might have passed
eighths of the town worked, had been shut from a passenger train or come up out the loungers or the women unobserved, Sonia swore
down for a week-end overhaul, and the o f tile freight yard bv the onlv feasible but not Asians. Not unless they were all slope hid it, it took on
Right: Bruno Fischer in 1 9 4 0 .
For all I knew, it might he a bloated, rotting corpse risen w ere reserved for beautiful, helpless young women. Once
captured, the leading ladies w ere quickly reduced to a
from an unhallowed tomb, a fiend from H ell sent hy the
wardrobe o f tattered lingerie or less, then hung from base
Devil on some unholy errand! If I had been certain that it
ment rafters, strapped to a surgeon’s table, dipped in boil
had a material body like my own, I would have gone out ing chemicals, or put through some other equally uncom
and fought with it. I would have gloried in battering it to fortable regimen.
a crimson pulp with my fists, in letting its blood spray M otivation for all this villain y was not the T error
pulps’ strong suit. Very often a couple—usually on their
over me in a scarlet torrent! But I wasn’t sure . . .
honeym oon—has the m isfortune to stum ble into the
Villains, w hen they did materialise, w ere a m ix o f w rong Old Dark House. I f the hom eow ner is o f a scien
scheming psychopaths—mad scientists, religious cultists, tific bent, he w ill undoubtedly need the heroine’s naked
vengeful old crones—and their repellant assistants— body for his latest crackpot experiment:
gnarled dwarves, brainless mutants, horny hunchbacks.
“I ’m going to transfer your w ife’s personality—soul—will—
They invariably came equipped w ith a panoply o f elabo
rate devices for torture and slow death, bubbling vats, bugz; whatever you call it, to one o f these fish. Which shall it
saws, iron maidens, branding irons, or flame throwers. Both be? T hat slimy eel? T h e sting ray? No, I think the octopus
male and female protagonists suffered from the villains’ would m ake you a better wife. Think o f being em braced
bloodlust, but the worst sort o f unsavory endurance tests
110 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
by eight sucking arms and nibbled, perhaps by that huge domain is m ine by r ig h t. ..ju s prim ae noctis—the law o f
the first night.” M uch w eird m enacing was done by
beak!"
greedy or vengeful relatives or business partners, desir
Even w hen the mad doctor's goals are less grotesque, ing a greater share o f an inheritance or com pany profits,
his methods remain painful in the extreme. In Beauty Born or paying back some crushing insult from years past.
in Hell, he turns ordinary-looking wom en into literally These m otives usually became evident only in the final
raving beauties w ith a caustic program o f beatings, cos paragraphs o f the story after pages o f elaboration and
metic surgery, and mind control. “You see, it makes very un likely action, and the w riters sometimes had a lot o f
little difference to me w hether I get good raw material to explaining to do in a few sentences:
start with,” says the ow ner o f the w orld’s strangest salon.
“I've got the w hole story," snapped Purcell, ‘ if you're man
“Let them be fat or thin—as ugly as you please, Til turn out
beauties in the end—and as alike as tw o peas in a p o d ..." enough to listen. T h e C alder girl spilled it. C handra Lai
Once the women have undergone their excruciating saw Elise on the street once, desired her, checked up on
makeover, the doctor puts them all on stage in a dancing
her, found you, bribed the C alder girl to help him. T hey
chorus line.
took their time. T h e C alder girl practised until she could
W hen not compelled b y science or aesthetics, T error
villains fell back on more selfish motives. Sim ple lust was imitate the voice o f your wife. She was well paid, but not
often enough to get the ball rolling. The vicious antago enough to justify the murder o f Bergstrom, for which she
nist would feel an instant passion for the passing hero must pay the penalty as an accomplice. E dna C alder
ine, or have an outdated attachment to le droit de seigneur:
suggested C handra Lai to Elise. H e wasn't a Hindu. H e
T am the law here!" snarls the lord o f the manor in D eath ’s
just m ade up fo r the part. H e has a record at headqu ar
Bridal N ight, “and the first night o f every bride in my
ters a mile long. For crimes, and attem pted crimes, of
passion
Many times the reader was left feeling like the hero at the
conclusion o f The H orror in His Bed:
"I know it was some kind o f fam ily grudge," Peters said,
“but I still don’t understand just what his motive was."
T
which the lieutenant sat and just stood
police station looked as if he had there, saying nothing. He dropped his “w ith weakened faces and all-know ing eyes" w ho go on a
just come from a slaughter house. eyes to his right hand, and we noticed that
Blood spattered lus trousers and streaked it was tightly clenched. T he hand wa- pyromaniacal rampage, setting fire to derelicts. In Nat
his face. The front of his shirt looked as covercd with blood and hits of gore.
Ill
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w ife and a dogen other missing young women. “Stark na Bruno Fischer, author o f such sociopathic classics as
ked they were, and w ith them the cripples w ere playing. School for Satan's Show Girls, Models for the Pain Sculpture,
Playing—God!” and W h ite Flesh Must Rot, published all o f his 55 Terror
In a scene out o f American management's worst night stories under his pen names, Russell Gray and Harrison
mares, the crowd o f vicious laborers listen to rabble-rous Storm. “I was a little ... I wouldn’t say em barrassed,” he re
ing speeches by Hans, a renegade foreman, and his myste called for me, “but it was the thing to do, to use a pseud
rious masked partner. Stirred into a frengy o f hate and de onym for these m agazines...” Fischer is a notable figure in
struction, the mob begins tossing sacrifices into rivers o f the W eird Menace saga, not only for being one o f the most
lavalike liquid. The hero can take no more, and springs into popular and productive writers, but because he made his
action:“Into the midst o f those creatures I stormed, jabbing pulp debut in W eird Menace and specialised in it almost
and slashing, and I took them by surprise. Satanic, hate- exclusively until the genre’s demise. “A t the time I started
knotted faces whipped around in ama^e." The “creatures" selling to the pulps I was the editor o f the Socialist Call, the
disperse; the hero pushes Hans into the furnace and un official w eekly magazine o f the Socialist party. I was get
masks the masked man. Hardly the satanic union organiser ting $ 2 5 a w eek—w hen I got it. I'd been married for about
he pretends to be, it is none other than Rodney Halstead, a year, and even then, 1 9 3 5 - 1 9 3 6 , in the midst o f the De
wastrel son o f the mill’s owner. Desperate for cash, Rodney pression, you could ju st get along on $25. So —I was think
had inspired the wounded w orkers’ “horrible revolt" to ing about ways to make some money on the side. And I was
make his family sell the steel mill to his creditors “for a talking to another guy over some drinks and he told me
song." Young Halstead is arrested, and the furnaces get back that he had w ritten pulp stories in Chicago. I don’t think I
on schedule, but the newlyweds have had enough.“W e got had ever read a pulp at that time. So, on the w ay home I
out o f that town," concludes the narrator, “and I found a jo b bought a few o f them and read them. A nd when my wife
elsewhere.” got home I told her, ‘All our troubles are overf”
Attracted to the Terror titles—“I thought that was
O
VER A H U N D RED W R IT E R S contributed to right up my alley"—Fischer turned out a six-thousand-
the two-hundred-odd issues w ord story that weekend and sent it
com prising the entire T error oeuvre, al to Rogers Terrill at Popular Publica
though the great m ajority o f the stories tions, home o f the “Big 3" terror pulps.
were w ritten by a mere handful o f highly “About ten days or tw o weeks later I
productive pros. Men such as A rthur J got a check for $60. W ow ! That was
Burks, Hugh Cave, A rthur Leo Zagat, real money. A cent a word. So I sat
Paul Ernst, and a few others practically dow n and wrote a ten-thousand-
cornered the market in W eird Menace, w ord story. I got a raise to a cent-and-
each one selling dozens o f stories. Some a-quarter for that one, $ 125. W ell, that
would have tw o or three stories in a would be like getting a couple thou
single issue. W hen publishers used more sand dollars today. So I kept w riting
than one o f a w riter’s stories at a time, it pulp, and after aw hile I dropped my
was common practice to put a different
byline on each contribution—readers de
manded a fair complement o f authors for
their dime. Among W eird Menace w rit
ers, pseudonyms were sometimes adopted for more per
sonal reasons. Baynard Kendrick, mystery novelist and co
founder o f the Mystery W riters o f America, explaining his Opposite: Suspense master Cornell Woolrich wrote only a few
ow n W eird Menace modesty, said, “O ne o f my stories that W eird Menace tales, although his ability to convey terror and
made quite a hit was one w here they burned the panties paranoia was perfectly suited to the genre. His brilliant short
o ff the girls w ith a blo w to rch ... Hell, you don’t think I’d novel, Dark Melody o f Madness was printed in the July ’3 5
put my ow n name on a thing like that?” Dime Mystery.
114 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
jo b at the Socialist Call and became a full-time w riter” w ith the monsters and the naked women on the cover and
Fischer became one o f Popular’s most reliable produc show them to people
ers. Many o f the stories were written to order, on the basis o f O ne w riter whose style and temperament would seem
artwork that was already in-house “The covers were sup to have been perfectly suited for the Terrors, Cornell
posed to illustrate a story; however, the covers were some W oolrich—literature’s future master o f suspense and
times printed in advance, before there was a story. So what founding father o f the noir sensibility w ith such w orks as
the editor did was show me the cover or a drawing—it was Phantom Lady, T h e Bride W ore Black, and Rear Window,
usually a picture o f a half-naked woman and someone strip and a prodigious story salesman in this period—contrib
ping the rest o f the clothes o ff her. And on that basis I wrote uted only four stories to these pulps. Vampire's Honeymoon,
dogens o f stories." W hen family and friends found out what written for Horror Stories, is a straight supernatural tale, and
Fischer was writing, the reaction was mixed." A few people poorly told Baal's Daughter, published in the January 1936
would go, ‘O h myT you know,” he remembers. “O r to my Thrilling Mystery, is unadulterated W eird Menace, w ith
wife, ‘W oo, what Bruno wrote! H ow can you let him write whippings, strippings, torture by fire and hot oil in jec
something like that? And it was such mild stuff, believe me. tions, and a tongueless goon. It is also, in the words o f
But my father was so proud that he used to carry these pulps W oolrich scholar Francis M Nevins, “so overloaded w ith
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stupid inconsistencies and grotesque twaddle, that to claw he finds they are an unforgiving and omniscient bunch, evil
one’s w ay through its pages is an act o f masochism" The minions wherever he turns. In dramatizing the state o f para
tw o other W oolrich stories in this style, however, are noia, W oolrich has no peers. Graves ends after a gut-wrench-
among the few genuine masterpieces o f the genre. ing race against time, the hero’s fiancee buried alive while
D ark M elody o f Madness (Dime Mystery, Ju ly 1935), is he frantically searches for her grave, exhuming coffin after
a poetic and intricately structured evocation o f fear and coffin w ith his bare hands.
fate. A t four in the morning, a man staggers dazedly into a
N ew Orleans police station and confesses a murder. It is
T
H E O C T O B E R 1 9 3 8 IS S U E o f Dime Mystery
Eddie Bloch, celebrated jaz,^ bandleader. Cops listen to his signaled the beginning o f the end for W eird Menace
weird confession. In need o f a new musical direction for Exactly five years after it inaugurated the Terror format, Mys
his band, Eddie finds it at a bloody secret voodoo cer tery went in a new and even more eccentric direction Instead
emony. He steals the ceremonial rhythms for a hit record, o f W eird Menace, all stories would now feature weird heroes,
and the voodoo high priest, Papa Benjamin, puts a curse on crime fighters w ith strange quirks and afflictions—the so-
him W h en his drummer dies, Eddie begins to take the called defective detectives It was an idea that had actually been
curse seriously, loses lots o f weight, and becomes a hysteri hatched in one o f Popular’s minor weird publications, Strange
cal w reck Ultimately, he is driven to insanity by the ha Detective Mysteries, and now the weird flagship would be
rassment o f the voodoo cult and feels compelled to com given over entirely to private eyes w ith deformities.
mit murder. There are a half-dozen clim actic tw ists before Mystery’s sister publications at Popular and the rivals
the last haunting lin e “A ll she says is: ‘Stand close to me, at other houses continued to offer terror and torture as be
boys—real close to me, I’m afraid o f the d ark’" fore. If anything, stories, titles, and cover illustrations hit a
Graves for the Living (Dime Mystery, June 1937), is typi new peak o f depravity. Cover girls showed an increase in
cally W eird Menace in its outrageous plot and tone o f hys voluptuousness and a decrease in wardrobe. As the decade
teria, but otherwise avoids the standard sex and torture spec ended, an inevitable backlash set in. A rticles and editori
tacle for a more psychological brand o f terror, a tour de force als attacking the W eird Menace pulps had been coming for
o f sustained anxiety. W oolrich’s hero is haunted by an un some time. T yp ical w ere the fulminations in an issue o f
derstandable fear o f premature burial. As a child, he w it Am erican Mercury“Thism onth,asevery month, 1,508,000
nessed the disinterment o f his father's corpse, the gruesome copies o f terror magazines, know n to the trade as the shud
occupant o f the coffin show ing obvious signs o f post- der group, w ill be sold throughout the nation. T hey w ill
funerary life: “The eyes were open and staring, dilated w ith contain enough illustrated sex perversion to give Krafft-
Ebing the unholy jitters.”
As would happen to com ic books and Communists in
the 1950s, the T error pulps became the object o f disaffec
tion and w itch-hunts by outraged moralists and political
opportunists such as N ew York’s M ayor LaGuardia Maga
zines w ere threatened w ith confiscation. Popular toned
dow n the sex and sadism in its Terror titles, sales began to
sink, and the magazines limped through the first year o f
the new decade. Bruno Fischer, w hose sole income at the
horror, stretched to their uttermost w idth ... There were time came from the W eird Menace pulps, recalls,“In 1940
dried brown spots all about the w hite quilting that lined I was living in Florida w ith my fam ily w hen the whole
the lower half o f the coffin, that had been blood-spots flung terror-horror market collapsed. There w as a lot o f govern
from his flailing, gashed fingertips.” W ith this image never ment pressure, Congress w as investigating and all th a t...
far from the hero’s mind, he becomes a habitue o f graveyards And one day I got a letter saying the magazines had folded,
and during one such visit, stumbles upon a strange religious and all my unpublished stories w ere returned. T hey just
cult, the Friends o f Death The cult purports to bring the dead stopped, ju st like that. It was a shock. Just one day the mar
back to life, but it is actually a scam involving poisons and ket was gone.”
aerated gravesites. W hen the hero betrays the sacred order, Pulp’s bloody reign o f terror w as over.
Thrilling Wonder Stories was
home to countless alien villains,
(mown affectionately as bug-eyed
monsters or BEMs. T h ese classic
specimens are from the Ju n e
1 q iQ issue.
W orlds o f Tom orrow
S C IE N C E F IC T IO N P U L P S
so. W h o is correct?
D
E P E N D IN G O N y o u r d e fin itio n o f term s,
the science fictio n story can be traced back to
Homer’s Odyssey, and prototypical S-F themes w ere ex
plored centuries ago in such w orks as Thom as More’s Uto
pia (published in 1515), C yrano de Bergerac’s Voyage to the
Moon (1 6 5 0 ),and M ary W . Shelley’s Frankenstein (1818). In
the late 19th century, Jules Verne and H, G. W ells w ere
brilliant populari 7,ers o f scientific and speculative fiction,
118 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
as was “the A m erican Jules Verne,” Luis Senarens, author riodical M odern Electronics and so he w rote the initial in
o f hundreds o f “invention stories” for the cheap w eeklies stallment o f a serial titled Ralph 1 2 4 C 4 1 + . . . A Romance
and dime novels. T h e “scientific romances" o f Edgar R ice o f the Y ear 2 660. W ritten w ith all the style and verve o f a
Burroughs and A. M erritt electrified readers o f the early technical manual, the serial was a remarkable feat o f proph
general-interest pulps in the teens o f the 2 0th century. But ecy, describing such inventions-to-be as tape recorders,
all these efforts w ere haphazardly produced and pub synthetics, radar, fluorescent lighting, plastics, microfilm,
lished, belonging to no clearly defined category or tradi- night baseball, and jukeboxes. Gernsback’s magazine—the
tio n ltaw aited th esp ecialty p u lp so fth e 1 9 2 0 s and 1 9 3 0 s title changed to Electrical E xperim enter and then Science
to give the various strands o f S-F material a common name, and Invention—began to publish more and more futuristic
a home, and a set o f guiding principles that w ould mark stories grounded in science. T h e response to these was
the foundation o f a distinguished and enduring form o f strong enough that G ernsback decided to launch a nearly
literature. The pulps alone discovered and nurtured the all fiction magazine, and A m azing Stories made its debut
entire generation o f w riters responsible for the matura w ith an A pril 1 9 2 6 cover date. It was an immediate suc
tion and so-called golden age o f science fiction, and it all cess, selling over 1 0 0 ,0 0 0 copies per issue. Gernsback had
happened in less than 2 0 years. tapped into a kind o f underground o f science-oriented-fic-
The first magazine devoted to science fiction—Amaz tion enthusiasts, readers delighted to find a single source
ing Stones—was the creation o f a Luxem bourg emigrant for material they previously had had to search for in ran
named Hugo G ernsback W hen he was nine, Gernsback dom issues o f Argosy, All-Story, W eird Tales, and others.
read a German translation o f a book by an Am erican as T h ere had not even been a generally accepted name for
tronomer, Mars as the A b od e o f Life. Reading the book af these types o f stories. Publishers variously referred
fected young Hugo so strongly that he to them as “off-trail,” “im possible,”
developed a fever and became delirious. “pseudo-scientific," “w eird-scientific,"
The boy had found a calling. He came “science fantasy," “scientific romance,"
to the United States in 1 904, w hen he and “different.” G ernsback once again
was 2 0 , an expert in telephonies and took the matter in hand. He first created
electronics and a fledgling inventor. In the term scientifiction, tinkered w ith it,
the next decade, he would invent and and finally settled on a less w him sical
market the w orld’s first home radio set, tw o-w ord term, science fiction.
the Telim eo W ireless, begin publishing The A m azing staffhad little in com
the w orld’s first radio magazine, open mon w ith that o f any other pulp maga
the first store to sell radios, and coin the zine. Besides G ernsback himself, the
term television. In 192 2 , he had some monocle-wearing Luxem bourger ge
blank pages to fill in an issue o f his pe- nius and prophet, there was assistant
editor C. A. Brandt (a German chemist
and the man w ho introduced the calcu
lating machine to America) and manag
Above: Astounding Stories, from Clayton, was the first ing editor Dr. T. O ’Conor Sloane (a 75-year-old inventor,
science-fiction magazine to be published by a major pulp author o f the 1 8 9 2 tome Electric Toy M aking for Amateurs,
publisher. When Clayton went bankrupt, the title was and the son-in-law o f Thom as A. Edison). Even Amazing's
regular cover artist, Austrian-born Frank R Paul (brilliant
revived by Street & Smith and tbrived in one form or
on m achinery and architecture, but his human figures all
another for several decades.
looked like ancient Mughals) apparently had an appropri
Opposite: Starting in 1 9 4 5 , Amazing Stories courted ate gift for scientific prophecy. A ccording to A rthur C.
controversy by publishing the ‘ non-fiction’ of Richard Shaver, Clarke, Paul’s depiction o f Jupiter, for example, had fine
a Pennsylvania welder who believed the earth had been details that w ere supposedly not know n to earthlings be
invaded by a race of malevolent creatures turning humans fore the Voyager space-probes o f a half-century later. W ith
into degenerate zombies. w ise staff and eager audience in place, the only thing left
Stones
W ONDER
Stones
"THE SOULLESS ENTI
By Anthony Pdchcr
was to find enough good stories. T he scientific standards Below: In the pulps, fem ale space-women generally dressed
and extrem ely low pay scale at A m azing pretty much ex more like showgirls, as in this September 1 5 4 8 issue of
cluded the participation o f the usual pulp pros-for-hire. Startling Stories.
Gernsback filled the early issues w ith reprints by the old
masters—Verne, W ells, Poe—and new fiction by fledgling
young writers, many w ith a strong, even obsessive inter
est in the brave new w orld o f scientific possibilities.
“I grew up secluded, poor, on a ranch in N ew Mexico,
and w ithout many prospects," says Jack W illiam son, one
o f Hugo Gernsback’s earliest “discoveries." “I became fasci
nated w ith science, the prospects that seemed unlimited.
For people o f school age in the 1920s,
science seemed like a sort o f wonderland
that would be a means o f changing the
world and m aking things perfect. And sive novel and another eight years un
this w as a feeling shared by many o f us successfully marketing it before
w ho w ere draw n to w riting science fic Gernsback bought it for Am azing. T he
tion in that period. I was fascinated w ith Skylark o f S pace caused a sensation
these stories and w ith the first issue o f among science fiction readers and w rit
Am azing that I read. W hen my first story ers.
was printed in the magazine, I was T h e prototype for w hat w ould be
thrilled and delighted." W illiam son’s know n as “space opera,” Sm ith’s novel
first sale, T h e M etal Man, appeared in the was an action epic o f genuinely cosmic
Decem ber 1 9 2 8 issue. A blurb com scope and jaw -droppingly spectacular
pared it to M erritt’s T h e Moon Pool and technology. Skylark's characterisations
raved: “Unless w e are very much mis w ere prim itive, the love triangle was
taken, this story w ill be hailed w ith de laughable (Mrs. G arby had failed in her
light by every scientifiction fan. W e hope Mr. W illiam son appointed task), and the plot was in essence a very long
can be induced to w rite a num ber o f stories in a similar chase scene as noble scientist Richard Seaton pursued the
vein." As it happened, W illiam son could be induced, and evil space pirate “Blacky" Duquesne across the galaxies. But
was still w riting distinguished science fiction 6 3 years i f Sm ith lacked subtlety and com plexity, he had a
later. O ther Gernsback discoveries included the satirical com pensatingly abundant im agination and audacity.
Stanton Coblentz; Philip Francis Nowlan, creator o f Buck Sm ith’s dynam ic use o f scientific principles, his vivid,
Rogers, a pulp hero long before he became a star in comic sw eeping action scenes, and his breathtakingly spacious
strips; David H. Keller, M D , w ho made his debut w ith the canvas at once made all the previous forms o f outer-space
intriguing Revolt o f the Pedestrians, about a future w here fiction seem paltry and old-fashioned by comparison.
humans are the abused playthings o f the ruling automo Smith, w ith his epic-scientific style, w ould become for a
biles; Raymond Z. Gallun, a pioneer in the “modern" phase time the m ajor influence on younger S-F writers, replac
o f SF; and E. E. “Doc” Smith, the most popular and influen ing M erritt and Edgar Rice Burroughs. Gernsback, how
tial o f all A m azing writers. ever, understood Burroughs’ continuing popularity w ith
Possessor o f a doctorate in chemical engineering readers and for a special A m azing Stories A nnual he com
(“PhD " was proudly attached to all his pulp bylines), Sm ith missioned the pulp superstar to w rite a new novel, T h e
was a chemist in a M ichigan donut factory w hen he be M aster M ind o f Mars. A t a hefty and unprecedented cover
gan w orking on a novel o f outer space adventure. Unsure price o f 5 0 cents, the magazine was a near-sellout.
o f him self w ith characterisations and “love interest,” he By 1929, G ernsback had a grow ing media empire.
asked for assistance from a woman named Mrs. Lee Besides Am azing and A m azing Annual, he had technical,
H aw kins Garby. Sm ith spent four years w riting his mas- health, and risque-joke magazines, a radio station, and pos-
122 D A N G E R ES MY B U S I N E S S
sibly the w orld’s first regularly transmitting television sta between the tw o periodicals. Gernsback followed Science
tion. Then, apparently as a result o f an opaque feud w ith W on der w ith A ir W on der Stories, Scientific D etective
the far more powerful publishing mogul Bernarr Monthly, and Science W on der Quarterly. T h e Great Depres
Macfadden—the tw o lived in the same apartment build sion had a grave impact on sales, and the various wondrous
ing at 5 2 7 Riverside Drive—Gernsback was forced info magazines had to be merged as a single S-F publication,
bankruptcy. A nother company took over Amazing', w hile W on der Stories. Sales never picked up, and in 1 9 3 6
Gernsback immediately established a new company and G ernsback unloaded the title on Ned Pines.
a new S-F magazine, Science Wonder Stories. Since he had Hugo Gernsback is seen tqday as a Moses-like figure
illicitly grabbed most o f the manuscripts that had been in the history o f science fiction, the great visionary and
submitted to Amazing, there was a good deal o f continuity virtual founder o f the formal genre. But he did have his
Stories
Hugo C e r n s b a c k f«
& %
THE CALL OF
THE MECH-MEN
WORLDS OF TOMORROW 125
w h o once ridiculed his radical scientific theories. The he in g w as F. O rlin Tremaine. A journeym an editor, he had
roes destroy the bugs w ith incendiary bombs, but the d y w orked on all sorts o f magazines, and the hardcore science
ing villain confesses his back-up plan:“ Invasion b y — n ew fiction readers m ay not have been expecting much from
species of— monotremes,’ he croaked.'Deep dow n in the— him But Tremaine w as inspired b y the job. He deliberately
Earth.’ Monotremes— egg-laying platypus as big as an el sought science fiction stories that w ere utterly n ew in con
e p h an t-ex istin g long before the Pleistocene E p o ch ...” cept and treatment— he called them “thought variant."
A sto u n d mg offered escapist entertainment in the clas T ypical o f his exciting purchases for the magazine were
sic pulp tradition. Editor Bates w as not averse to intrigu R e b ir th b y Thomas Calvert M cClary, a story o f the results
ing scientific premises or technical data, so long as they o f universal amnesia; Ancestral V o ic e s b y Nathan
didn't interfere w ith a steady flo w o f pulse-racing action. Schachner, in w h ich a man travels back in time, kills an
“Doc” Smith—style space opera predominated, intergalac- ancestor, and thereby destroys his o w n future; and
tic adventures full o f ray guns, fiendish aliens, and dueling Raym ond G allun’s O ld F a ith fu l, about a “sensitive”
spaceships. Martian’s doomed attempt to make contact w ith Earth.
Says Gallun, “Sloane at Amazing S to r ie s had rejected it. I
mentioned it in passing to O rlin Tremaine and said that
no editor w o u ld w an t it— it didn’t fo llo w the formulas.
O p p o s ite : W onder Stories w a s t h e la s t m a jo r s c i e n c e - f i c t i o n A n d he sent me a note right a w a y telling me about the n ew
p u lp c r e a te d b y H u g o G e r n s b a c k .
'thought variant’ p olicy and that he didn’t w ant to see any
HUGO GERNSBACK
EDITOR
H G W e lls
J u le s V ern e
Geotirey Hewek ke
COMPANY. NEW YORK. PUBLISH! K
I • FRENCH HUMOR RAOtO IISTENE8S
WORLDS OF T O M O R R O W 127
Asimov w a s a lr e a d y selling
Asimov.
r e g u l a r ly
CHRISTMAS ON
to t h e
Opposite:
p u lp s a t th e a g e o f 2 2 .
A lt h o u g h it w a s n o t
CANYMEE)E
r e a d ily a p p a r e n t what w a s g o in g o n
By ISAAC ASIMOV
in this cover p a i n t i n g b y P a u l, i t w a s
H u g o G e r n s b a c k g a v e h is r a d io
s ta tio n WR N Y a r a th e r gratuitous
plug at the center-top of this cover
fr o m M a r c h 1 9 2 8 .
formula stories" Published in the Decem ber 19 3 4 A s W einbaum w as w id e ly regarded as the most innovative
to u n d in g ,O l d F a it h f u l w as one o f the first stories to present science fiction w riter in the world. But Stanley
a sympathetic alien, not anthropomorphized exactly, but W einbaum ’s career proved to be meteoric, lasting just 15
a thinking and feeling creature. months. In Decem ber 1935, at the age o f 33, he died o f
A nother approach w as taken b y a M ilw aukee w riter throat cancer.
w hose first published story, A M a r tia n O d y sse y (Wonder O ne o f the most memorable o f the “thought-variant”
Stories, July 1934), created a nearly unprecedented sensa stories Trem aine bought for Astounding w as T w ilig h t , a
tion in the science fiction community. Stanley plotless, elegiac rumination on the jaded, passive state o f
W einbaum ’s extra-terrestrials w ere truly a lie n aliens, con the human race some seven million years in the future. The
ceived w ith ou t any reference to humankind, but so bril story w as bylined “Don A. Stuart,” but this w as a pseud
liantly delineated that entirely imagined life-forms became onym for John W . Campbell, an S-F w riter o f grow in g re
“real" W einbaum follow ed O d yssey w ith V a lle y o f D r e a m s , pute in the mid-’30s. In 1938, he replaced F. O rlin
and then Wonder Stories lost him to A s t o u n d i n g . By the time Tremaine as the editor o f Astounding Stories, a move that
P a r a s ite P la n e t appeared in the March 19 35 Astounding, w ou ld usher science fiction into its mature and intellectu
128 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
ally rigorous golden age. w ith the “top brass.” A ccordin g to Hubbard, he and Burks,
Born in N ew ark, N e w Jersey, in 19 10 , Cam pbell at tw o o f the pulps’ top-line professionals— “either o f our
tended M IT , but failed to graduate due to an in ability to names w o u ld send the circulation rates skyrocketing"—
master a foreign language Even as a w riter and editor, his w ere asked to contribute science fiction stories to A s t o u n d
prim ary interest w as science, not literature. A lth ough in g . Initially ignorant o f the genre, Hubbard q u ick ly be
Campbell-the-writer had been responsible for some o f the came one o f the stars o f both A s to u n d in g and its compan
best action-packed space operas, Campbell-the-editor had ion fantasy magazine, U nknow n.
no interest in buyin g any more o f these shallow adventure In the late AOs, after a decade o f w ritin g often brilliant
stories. He made Astounding a vehicle for his vision o f a science fiction and fantasy, H ubbard came up w ith some
technological, philosophical, iconoclastic, and idea-ob thing different— a treatise for a brand-new form o f men
sessed science fiction. Cam pbell consciously tried to take tal-health therapy he called “Dianetics,” and he convinced
his magazine out o f the pulp orbit. W ith the March 1938 Cam pbell to publish it in Astounding. Cam pbell became,
issue, he changed the title to A s to u n d in g S c ie n c e - F ic tio n , for a time, a convert to H ubbard’s “mental health m ove
dropping “Stories,” a w ord supposedly stigm atised b y ment” after Dianetic therapy relieved him o f a chronic si
pulpy associations. He w ou ld eventually get rid o f“garish” nus condition T he A sto u n d m g editor joined the board o f
cover art in favor o f more “mature” illustrations. More criti directors o f the Hubbard Dianetic Research Foundation
cal w as his determination to make A s t o u n d i n g off-limits to established in Elizabeth, N ew Jersey. Eventually,
the journeym en professionals w h o supplied materials to H ubbard’s movement developed into the C hurch o f
all the other pulp magazines. Instead, Cam pbell filled the Scientology, w ith tens o f thousands o f follow ers and esti
m agazines pages w ith the w o rk o f n e w w riters w h o had mated assets o f $ 1 billion, and the one-time hack w riter o f
a serious understanding o f technology and hard science. Foreign Legion and co w b o y stories became a figure o f in
A m ong Cam pbell’s discoveries w ere such S-F luminaries ternational notoriety— certainly the only pulp w riter to be
as Isaac A sim ov, Robert Heinlein, Theodore Sturgeon, L. the subject o f a biography w ith the subtitle M e s s ia h or
Sprague de Camp, A. E. van Vogt, A rthur C. Clarke, and M adm an? Sam M oskow itg, the ca p o d i tu tti o f science fic
many more. tion historians, tells o f the time in 19 4 7 w hen L. Ron spoke
Cam pbell encouraged w riters— n ew and estab to a gathering o f the Eastern Science Fiction Association:
lished— w ith an enthusiasm that bordered on the fanati
H u b b a r d sp oke ... I d o n 't r e c a ll h is e x a c t w o r d s , b u t , in
cal. “He w as a superb and provocative teacher o f science
and o f fiction,” w rote Theodore Sturgeon “He w ou ld re e ffe c t, h e to ld u s th a t w r it in g s c ie n c e f ic t io n fo r a p e n n y a
character," says Jack W illiamson. “He w as a liar but a cre and changed the title— not unexpectedly— to T h r illin g
ative and successful one. W h en one lie w as exposed, he W o n d e r S to r ie s . O ther Standard Publications S-F pulps fol-
could invent another one right away.” A fast and skilled
writet', Hubbard, along w ith A rth ur J. Burks, w as sum
moned to the Street & Smith headquarters for a meeting Opposite; C o n te n ts p a g e, Startling Stories, January 1942.
•* THE BEST IN S C I E N T I F I C T I O N *
V o l. 7 , N o . I_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ C O N T E N T S _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ J a n u a r y , 1942
A C o m p le te B o o k -L e n g th S c i e n t i f ic t io n Novel
DEVILS
PLANET
By MANLY
WADE WELLMAN
F r e s h fr o m E a r th , Y o u n g D i llo n S t o v e r is
P lu n g e d in to a M y s t e r y on M a r s ! T o u r P u -
lam b ar, th e M a r tia n P le a s u r e C i t y , w ith t h is
I n t r e p i d E a r th m a n as Y o u r G u i d e .................. 15
O th e r U n u su a l S to r ie s
S p e c ia l F e a tu re s
T o p : T h i s is s u e o f Thrilling Wonder
Stories, f r o m t h e t a il e n d o f t h e p u l p
era (A u g u s t 1g 4g ), c o n ta in e d stories
b y p a s t a n d f u t u r e m a ste r s o f s c ie n c e
fic tio n . J o h n D . M a c D o n a ld , a
d a b b le r in S F , w o u ld achieoe f a m e in
th e c r im e g e n r e .
a d v e n tu r e .
F u tu r e made its first appearance w ith a Fall 19 3 9 cover hot night sky o f Venus f l e d p a s t t h e p o r t s in t a t t e r e d v e ils
date, Hamilton w as one o f the big names in science fiction, o f in d ig o . S t a r k e w a s n 't s u r e w h e r e h e w a s a n y m o r e .
still a youn g man but a ranking veteran in the field, his
V e n u s w a s a fr o n tie r p la n e t, a n d s till mostly a b ig X ,
Interstellar Patrol series i n W e ir d T a le s havin g done much
e x c e p t to t h e Venutians— w h o w e r e n ’t sending out any
to popularise the genre back in the 1920s. Captain Fu
ture— real name C urt N ew to n — w as a kin d o f 21st-cen maps.
tury Doc Savage, w ith colorful sidekicks and exotic gad
Brackett’s hard-boiled w ritin g caught the eye o f pro
gets, chasing evil super-villains back and forth across the
ducer-director H ow ard H awks, and he hired her to w ork
solar system.
on a screen adaptation o f Chandler’s The Big S le e p . Her
Other n ew titles to appear in that booming 1938—
collaborator on the script w as W illiam Faulkner. T he w ife
1939 period included Red Circle’s spiced-up M a r v e l S c ie n c e
o f Edm und Hamilton, Brackett in the years ahead divided
S to r ie s , Fiction House’s P la n e t S to r ie s , Blue Ribbon’s S c i e n c e
her time betw een w ritin g science fiction and fantasy n ov
Fiction and Future Fiction. In 1940, Fictioneers (the budget
els and screenplays, most o f them for H aw ks (Rio B ravo,
division o f Popular) w eighed in w ith Astonishing S t o r i e s and
H a ta r i, E l D o r a d o , etc.). Her last film w o rk before she died
S u p e r S c ie n c e Stories, w h ile H-K Publications’ Comet S to r ie s
in 19 7 7 w as the script for George Lucas’ The E m p ir e
marked the return o f F. O rlin Tremaine to S-F editing. The
S tr ik e s B a ck .
latter magazine didn’t last long,Tremaine quitting in the face
Born in 1920, R ay Bradbury made his first pulp sale,
o f the company’s shifty business practices.
P e n d u lu m , t o S u p e r S c ie n c e Stories in 19 4 l.In the pages o f
P la n e t S to r ie s w as devoted exclu sively to stories o f
P la n e t S to r ie s , he began to develop his characteristic themes
interplanetary adventure. It became the regular home for
and poetic prose style. P la n e t published such early
the w o rk o f tw o o f the best non-“hard” science fiction w rit
Bradbury classics as Morgue Ship and L a z a r u s , C o m e F o rth ,
ers, Leigh Brackett and R ay Bradbury. Most o f Brackett’s
and in the Summer 1946 issue, The Million Year Picnic,
stories w ere exuberant sword-and-sorcery swashbucklers,
the first o f the stories that w o u ld make up the acclaimed
influenced b y Edgar Rice Burroughs, Robert H ow ard, and
and h igh ly successful collection The Martian C h r o n ic le s .
C. L. Moore. She set them on familiar planets but these w ere
Bradbury, unlike so many o f the science-obsessed S-F w rit
fantasy locales, w ith ou t atmospheric or geographic reali
ers, expressed a rueful, anti-technology view p o in t in his
ties. T he editors at P la n e t didn’t care m uch about such
story o f an ordinary fam ily that has fled to Mars just be
things. One time they found they had put a Brackett story,
fore Earth’s inevitable self-destruction:
The Dragon Q ueen of Venus, in the same issue w ith another
Venutian piece. Some q uick copy-editing saved the day, S c i e n c e r a n to o f a r a h e a d o f us too quickly, a n d th e p e o p le
turning Brackett’s story into The D r a g o n Q u e e n o f J u p ite r . got lost in a m e c h a n ic a l w ild e r n e s s , lik e c h ild r e n making
Unfortunately, it w as sloppily edited and not all the origi
o v e r p r e t t y t h in g s , g a d g e ts , h e lic o p te r s , r o c k e ts , e m p h a s is
nal Martian references w ere removed, m aking the pub
in g t h e w r o n g ite m s, e m p h a s iz in g m a c h in e s in s te a d o f h o w
lished story appear to be happening on tw o planets sim ul
taneously. to r u n t h e m a c h in e s . W a r s got b ig g e r a n d bigger and
Brackett also w rote tough private detective novels and f in a lly k ille d E a r t h . . . th a t w a y o f life p r o v e d w r o n g a n d
some o f her science fiction echoes this hard-boiled style, as s tr a n g le d it s e lf w it h its ow n hands . . .
in the Raym ond Chandler—like opening paragraphs o f
L o r e le i o f t h e Mist (P l a n e t S to r ie s , Summer 1946): Before he began selling his w o rk to professional pub
lications, Bradbury had been a science fiction fan and an
132 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
L e f t : ‘ S c i e n c e f i c t i o n ’ in t h e p u l p s
c o v e r e d e v e r y th in g fr o m “ h a r d
in t e r p la n e t a r y fa n ta s ie s .
B) JO H N M . T A Y I-O R
O p p o s ite : Leigh B r a c k e t t , c ir c a
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acquaintance o f many established w riters in the field, and devoted readers, but only science fiction inspired such an
for a time he published his o w n amateur S-F magazine. In all-consuming passion. Pulp hack Frank G ruber’s nasty
this, he w as representative o f a phenomenon that w as claim that he could pick out a science fiction fan in a crow d
unique in the history o f commercial publishing, the close (it mostly in volved the presence o f eyeglasses and buck
interrelationship between the readers and the w riters o f teeth) w as an exaggeration, but there is no doubt that the
science fiction. From the beginning, the genre inspired S-F fans w ere a breed apart.
cultlike devotion from its fans, and their numbers in M any readers o f A m a z in g and succeeding magazines
creased w ith the arrival o f each n ew magazine and land became science fiction writers, and Gernsback further
mark story Gernsback had started it all b y encouraging closed the gap betw een professional and amateur when, in
netw orking among readers, printing full names and ad 1933, he hired 17-year-old Charles Hornig, publisher o f
dresses in Amazing’s letter-to-the-editor pages. Fan clubs the mimeographed F a n ta sy F a n , to be editor o f W onder
and organisations, such as the Science Fiction League and S to r ie s . T w enty-year-old fan and science fiction activist
the feuding Futurian Society and N e w Fandom, prolifer Mort W eisinger w as hired b y Leo Margulies as editor o f
ated in the 1930s, and on July 2, 1939, hundreds o f fans Standard’s S-F titles, T h r illin g Wonder, S ta r tlin g , C a p t a in
met in N e w York for a historic gathering, the First W orld F u tu r e . W h en Ziff-D avis bought A m a z in g S to r ie s from
Science Fiction Convention. Other pulp genres had their T eck Publications (and fired 8 6 -year-old editor T. O ’Conor
WORLDS OF T O M O R R O W 133
Sloane), they handed the editorial post to another active cious dero legions. Amazing became the house organ for
fan, Raymond A. Palmer, w h o had once w ritten a pri^e- occult conspiracy theorists, mental patients, and other dis
w in n in g essay on the topic “W h at I H ave Done to Spread tinctive fans. W h ile circulation w as boosted b y the erupt
Science Fiction,’’ ing controversy, the coherent S-F fans w ere alienated or
Hunchbacked and the siz,e o f a child as a result o f be repulsed. M any thought the concept o f a prehuman race o f
ing hit b y a truck w hen he w as seven, Palmer had a hard evil gods w aiting to grab pow er on Earth w as suspiciously
shell and a sardonic v ie w o f humanity. He exploited sci similar to the fictional Cthulhu Mythos o f H. P. Lovecraft.
ence fiction's lunatic fringe w ith a series o f “non-fiction” Palmer’s m otive in all this w as pretty clear— he had also
stories kn ow n collectively as T h e S h a v e r M y stery . Rich endorsed the veracity o f a geriatric hoaxer w h o claimed
ard S. Shaver w as a Pennsylvania w elder and long-time to be a 1 20-year-old Jesse James. But Richard Shaver w as a
science fiction fan w h o began sending long, crackpot let true believer, genuinely disturbed. Shortly before his death
ters to the Amazing editors. Beginning w ith I R em em ber in 1975, long after the controversy had faded, Shaver
L e m u r ia in the June 1945 issue, Shaver w arned the w orld w rote to science fiction historian M ike A sh ley that “ S-F
o f a race o f malevolent creatures livin g in caverns beneath fans never seemed to get the point because o f mind-con
the Earth, using their occult powers to turn human beings trol from dero sources, I believe ... the fans only saw the
into degenerate zom bies kn ow n as “deros" Palmer empha stim and the sex orgy and the sensationalism in the Am az
sised that this w as a true story and expected to drum up a ing magazine set-up, never w hat I w anted them to see and
little excitement, but L e m u r ia sparked a phenomenon. Not absorb... the nature o f evil and h o w to do something about
only did many o f Amazing’s readers believe Shaver's sto it w ith magnetic control devices w h ich alter the flo w o f
ries, many sent in breathless accounts o f their o w n encoun thought into a better pattern than the ‘norm’ ...”
ters w ith the same cavern-dw elling monster race and v i
N 1944, some U.S. m ilitary intelligence agents burst
D e a d lin e
A s t o u n d in g S c ie n c e - F ic tio n
nes and the end o f W orld W ar II, science fiction had come
a long w ay, steadily increasing in size, quality, and impact.
For those first 20 years, the pulps alone had supported this
growth. Science fiction in book form, in the slick maga
zines, on the radio, or in the movies w as virtually nonex
istent. T he w ar— w ith its rockets, high-tech genocide,
atomic bombs, the revealed potential for total global de
struction— w ou ld change this situation, provoking w id e
spread interest in the literature o f technological and socio
logical speculation. Science fiction w ou ld thereafter reach
a mass audience beyond the far-sighted readership o f the
pulps, an audience eager to comprehend its fragile and dan
gerous future
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e s e r v e y o u r c o p j Final Issue
THE END OF A N ERA
I t is i n t h e v e r y n a t u r e o f e p h e m e r a l l i t e r a t u r e t h a t t h e
th in g , a t le a s t in a p p e a r a n c e i f n o t in s u b s t a n c e .
— M a ry N o el
cD e t e £ liv i
S T H E 1940S B E G A N , no one could have guessed
TODAY!
the follow ing decade that the last rites w ou ld be performed.
But b y 1940, the seeds o f destruction w ere in place O n ly five
years before, original-material comic books had been only an
idea in the mind o f pulp-adventure-writer Major Malcolm
W heeler-Nicholson By the early’40s, the combined monthly
sales o f comic books w as in the tens of millions. T w o titles
alone — A c t i o n C o m ic s and S u p e r m a n — sold over tw o million
copies per month. By the end o f the war, the circulation o f
comic books w as four times that o f the pulps. A n d it w as late
A b o v e : F r e d e r ic k F a u s t, b e tte r k n o w n a s M a x B r a n d , in th e
1 9 4 0 s.
136 D A N G E R I S MY B U S I N E S S
o f pulp stories o f all sorts, finally got tired o f w riting. He pened slo w ly and then all at once. Detective story w riter
disappeared from N e w York, and his pulp pals lost track Richard Dem ing once told o f a visit he made to N e w York
o f him. O ne evening m any years later, an old pro and in late 1950, pickin g up assignments from a half-doz;en
former friend o f Burks named Ryerson Johnson ran into different pulp editors. A month later all six w ere out o f jobs
him in Chicago. T he ex-Marine, ex—pulp hack w as n o w a and their magazines w ere out o f business.“W e tried to hold
spiritualist called “Professor" Burks and g iv in g psychic on," says H enry Steeger,“and thought the conditions might
“life readings" for a substantial fee. Under his breath, he change. But b y 19 5 4 it w as all over. T he readers had gone
asked Johnson not to give him aw ay, for old time’s sake. A on to other things. T h e y looked at the pulps as something
lot o f w riters w hose bylines had meant something once from the ‘old days,’ y ou know?"
sim ply faded from the scene, never to be heard from again. The w riters mostly had m ixed feelings about the pass
And'there w ere w riters w h o had done good w o rk in the ing o f the pulps. M any felt that those days w ere best for
pulps, made names for themselves, and then burnt out or gotten. T h e y had outgrow n the pulps, gone on to more
lost their touch. The publishers stopped b u yin g from Fred mature w ork. The pulps seemed like a youthful indiscre
Maclsaac, a one-time very popular and successful contribu tion. Some w riters could only remember the hard work,
tor to countless magazines, and one day in his Chelsea the endless days hunched over the Remington, pounding
Hotel room he killed him self Norbert Davis, h ig h ly tal w ords onto paper until the clanging o f the metal keys w as
ented contributor to B la c k M a s k , Argosy, D im e D e te c tiv e , ringing in the ears. But there had been good w ork, too, and
and others, had a similar streak o f bad luck and despair and the camaraderie, and the creative challenge. M ixed feelings.
took his o w n life; he w as 40 years old. “I had gotten a w a y from the pulps and w as w ritin g for the
A s W orld W a r II raged, a curious thing occurred. T w o slicks and w ritin g books," says Hugh Cave. “A n d I didn’t
men w h o w ere both w ell along in years and had little or really think about the pulps anymore But I kept copies o f
no experience w ith w ar or w ith w ar reporting pulled the every pulp in w h ich I had stories printed, hundreds o f
necessary strings and got themselves accredited as combat them. I kept them stow ed a w a y in boxes in the garden
correspondents. T h e y w ere Frederick Faust, better kn ow n house because there w asn’t any room in m y office. A n d one
as M ax Brand, and Edgar Rice Burroughs, tw o men w ho, day the garden house caught fire and the boxes w ith all
more than any others, w ere responsible for setting the stan m y stories burned. I lost all traces o f m y w o rk from that
dards for excitement and color in popular fiction in this period in m y life. G one up in smoke. A n d that w as w hat
century. It w as as if in old age, the tw o famous w riters had happened to the pulps. N o bo d y cared about them, they
finally determined to experience firsthand the adventure w eren’t reprinted, they w ere a totally dead thing. It w as as
and danger they had w ritten about for so m any years. if that w hole era had never happened”
Burroughs came home from his adventure and died o f a A n d so the pulps died. A huge, unprecedented out
heart condition at the age o f 7 5. Faust, the “titan o f popular pouring o f stories— good, bad, terrible, and brilliant— had
literature," w as assigned to cover the Italian campaign. A c disappeared, q u ick ly forgotten. Copies o f older pulps, in
com panying a platoon o f infantrymen into battle against cluding the most popular titles, w ere already scarce even
an enem y stronghold, facing a heavy artillery barrage, in the early ’50s. T he cheaply made magazines carried a
Faust w as hit in the chest w ith shell fragments and died gene o f self-destruction— they disintegrated after a time
on the battlefield. under normal conditions— and, an yw ay, most had been
In the post-war years, the pulps declined steadily in throw n a w a y a w ee k or tw o after their purchase. Gone up
sales and in quality. By the end o f the decade, nearly all the in sm oke It w as as it had been intended.
remaining publications w ere detective, science fiction, or “W e just tried to entertain people," said H enry Steeger,
Western. N e w titles in these categories w ere still appear w hose Popular Publications had been the liveliest and
ing but w ith ou t impact or distinction. Forces w ith in and busiest pulp house o f them all, “to make them forget their
w ith ou t w ere plotting the pulps’ destruction. O ne o f the troubles for a w h ile ... to get lost for an hour in a good story
major periodical distributors decided it did not w an t to or two. That w as all w e w ere tryin g to do . . . But, you
handle any more o f the cheap fiction magazines. Street & know , in those days, the Depression, terrible conditions, a
Smith decided to fold all o f its pulps w ith the exception o f lot o f people w ere dow n, and to give people some good sto
A s to u n d in g , w h ich continued in digest form. Thin gs hap ries to read w as not such a bad thing. . . ."
fT- was some time later when I said: pression that Mrs. Sanston suspected
1“Okay, baby. Now you know I'm your her husband of being in love with Miss
fiend. Maybe you’ll answer ,a couple Calvert. Of course I wasn’t iurc. Now
questions, huh?”
[ “Such as what I1” she asked me.
! I said: "Well, for one thing, how long
lad Billy Sanston been intimate with
late Bruno Fischer, and the late H enry Steeger. De Camp, L. Sprague, Catherine Crook de Camp, and Jane
For editorial assistance I w ish to thank Terri Hardin, Whittington Griffin. D a r k V a l l e y D e s t i n y . N ew York:
Bluejay Books, 1983.
Dean Server, and A rlene Hellerman. Thanks also to the
Mysterious Bookshop, N e w Y o r k Cellar Stories, Provi Easton, Robert. Max B r a n d : T h e B i g Westerner. Norman,
OK: University o f Oklahoma Press, 1970.
dence, Rhode Island; Science Fiction Bookshop, N e w Y o rk
Donato’s Fine Books, Las Vegas, Nevada; T L C Custom Labs, Ellis, Peter Berresford. T h e L a s t A d v e n t u r e r : T h e L i f e o f
T a l b o t M u n d y . W est Kingston, RI: Donald Grant, 1984
N e w Y o rk Duggal Color Projects, N e w Y o rk Collectable
Books, Upper Marlboro, Maryland. Farmer, Philip Jose. Doc S a v a g e : H i s A p o c a l y p t i c L if e . N e w
York Doubleday, 197 3
For photographs and archival research m y thanks also
to the follow in g individuals and establishments: Glenn Gallun, Raymond Z. Starclimber. San Bernardino, CA: Borgo
Press, 1991.
Lord; George M cW horter, U n iversity o f Louisville L i
brary, Kentucky; Teresa Salazar, Special Collection, U ni Goodstone, Tony, ed. T h e P u lp s . N ew York Chelsea House,
versity o f A rizona, Tuscon; O ctavio Olvera, U n iversity 1970.
Research Library,U CLA , Los Angeles;Jennifer Lee, Brown Goulart, Ron, ed. The H a r d h o i l e d Dicks. Los Angeles:
University, Rhode Island; M ary J W alker, Eastern N e w Sherbourne Press, 1965
M exico University, Portales, N e w Mexico; Diane Boucher Goulart, Ron. Cheap T h r ills . N ew York: Arlington House,
Ayotte, W estern Historical Manuscript Collection, U n i 1972.
versity o f Missouri, Colum bia, Missouri; Carolyn Davis, Goulart, Ron. The D im e D e te c tiv e s . N ew York Mysterious
George Arents Research Library, Syracuse U niversity, Press, 1988.
N e w York; Manuscript Department, L illy Library, Indiana Grant, Donald M Talbot M u n d y : Messenger of Destiny. West
University, Bloomington, Indiana; U n iversity o f C alifor Kingston, R l Donald Grant, 1983
nia, Berkeley; Roy Campbell, Colum bia University; N e w Gruber, Frank The P u lp Jungle. Los Angeles: Sherbourne
York Public Library, Rare Manuscripts Collection. Press, 1967.
A n d a final thank you to Robert and Elizabeth Server. Holdstock Robert, ed. E n c y c l o p e d i a o f S c ie n c e Fiction. N ew
York Octopus Books, 1978.
Bleiler, Richard. The A n n o t a t e d I n d e x to t h e T h r ill B ook. Johnson, Diane. Dashiell H a m m e tt: A Li/e. N ew York:
Mercer Island, W A: Starmont House, 1991 Random House, 1983.
Cain, Paul (introduction by David Bowman). Fast O ne. Jones, Robert Kenneth. The S h u d d e r P u lp s . W est Linn, OR:
Berkeley, C A: Black Lizard, 1987. FAX, 1975.
Cannaday, Marilyn B i g g e r T h a n L if e . Bowling Green, OH: Laymon, Richard. S h a d o w M an. N ew York Harcourt Brace
Popular Press, 1990. Jovanovich, 1981.
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Brandt, C .A , 118 1 4 ,3 1 ,7 4 ,7 5 ,1 0 5 ,
Index
D im e D e te c tiv e , G i n g e r S t o r ie s , 8 5
B r e e z y S t o r ie s , 8 3 ,8 7 137 G la s s K e y , T h e , 6 7
MacLean, Charles Agnew, 57 Perelman, S .J,8 6 Scarlet Adventuress, 85 Startling M y stery , 108
M a g ic C a r p e t , 46 Pete Rice, 57 Schachner, Nat, 1 1 0 ,1 2 5 S t a r t lin g S to ries, 31, 128
M a lte s e F a lc o n , T h e , 67 P h a n to m D e te c tiv e , T h e , 3 1 ,9 5 Science Fiction, 131 Steeger, Henry, 14, 1 5 ,3 1 ,7 4 , 101,
Margulies, Leo, 3 1 ,7 3 ,9 5 , 128, 132 Phantom Lady, 114 S c i e n c e W o n d e r S t o r i e s , 1 2 2 , 123 1 0 2 .1 0 6 .1 3 6 .1 3 7
M a r t ia n C h r o n ic le s , T h e , 131 Pillar Mountain, 26 S c i e n t i f i c D e t e c t i v e M o n t h ly , 122 S t r a n g e D e t e c t iv e M y steries, 108
Martinsen, Richard, 96 Pines, Ned L, 31 S c o t l a n d Y a r d , 2 9 , 96 S t r a n g e S u ic id es , 30
M a r v e l S c i e n c e S to r ie s , 131 P la n e t S to ries, 131 Scott, Jack, 45 S tr a n g e T a le s , 3 0 ,4 0
McClary, Thomas Calvert, 125 Pluck and Luck, 22 Scott, R T .M , 99 Street & Smith, 1 3 ,2 0 ,2 2 ,3 1 ,6 0 ,
McCoy, Horace, 69,70, 136 Pocket Books, 136 Secret Agent X, 30 9 1 .9 5 .1 3 7
McCulley, Johnston, 2 4 ,5 1 ,9 4 P ock et L ov e, 10 Senarens, Luis, 118 Sturgeon, Theodore, 4 7 ,1 2 8
M e d ic a l H o r r o r Stories, 30 Poe, Edgar Allan, 1 8 ,3 4 ,3 8 ,4 1 S h a d o w , T h e , 2 2 , 9 2 , 9 4 ,9 5 ,1 0 3 Super Detectioe, 6 0 ,6 1
Mencken, H L, 67 P o p u la r L ov e, 8 0 Shaver, Richard S, 133 S u perm an , 135
Merritt, Abraham, 2 6 ,3 6 ,4 6 ,1 1 8 P o p u l a r M a g a z in e , T h e , 2 0 ,2 2 ,3 4 Shaw, Joseph, 1 4 ,6 8 ,6 9 ,7 0 Suter,J. Paul, 75
Moon Pool, The, 26 Popular Publications, 13, 14, 31,80, Shea,J. Vernon, 41 Sutton, George, 65
Moore, C. L, 3 7 ,4 6 ,1 3 1 9 9 ,1 0 1 ,1 0 2 ,1 0 5 ,1 1 3 ,1 3 6 ,1 3 7 S h ip o f I s h t a r , T h e , 26 S w e e t h e a r t S to ries, 8 0
Horror
Tremaine, F.Orl in, 1 2 5 ,1 3 1
101 S T R A N G E ® T r ip le X , 30
niTicnvE m trme&g
True L ov e, 8 0
Tuttle, W .C , 5 2 ,5 9
T w ic e a M o n th L ov e,
Ulmer, Edgar, 7 0
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L e e Server is an avid collector o f pulp
magazines and other pop-culture paraphernalia
A graduate o f N e w York U niversity Film School,
he has written numerous articles and several
books, including Screenwriter: Words Become
Pictures. He lives in Brooklyn, N e w York
B o o k design by
Tom Morgan at Blue Design
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“The pulps may have crumbled, but the writers, artists, editors, and publishers
w h o filled their pages are lovin gly preserved in Lee Server’s account o f the
fabulous magazines w hich once entertained America.”
— R o b e r t B l o c h (a u t h o r of Psy c h o )
Ray Bradbury all got their start w ritin g for the pulps, and, although these publi
cations have long disappeared from newsstands, their legacy is captured here in
these colorful pages.
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