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Fiction of Gay Interest
Plot / Content: Rating: G "There are no frills on Steve, but on the other hand, he's not trash. Steve is Good Cheap. An example of Bad Cheap is the client whom Steve goes to call on at an Hotel on this beautiful Monday. Steve goes out on a call from the Service and he meets this guy who decides not to pay him. It's not that the guy doesn't have any money. The problem is that the guy knows Steve from someplace before and he refuses to pay up. That's Bad Cheap because, for one reason, morals are involved and misunderstood morals can be bad, bad cheap. Steve remembers the guy from before, too. He also remembers him as one of the world's worst cheapskates. And the only other thing we can tell you about this strange encounter in an hotel room on a beautiful Monday is that The Service is a family novel. Cha Cha Cha. But you must promise not to get sick." (from the jacket) Background / Biography: Peter Menegas is the author of at least eight books, but biographic details are difficult to find. According to the dustjack, he "is a young American who divides his time between London and Rome and his ranch in Montana. His first novel Jacklove was published with success on both sides of the Atlantic." Reviews: Arbery Books also sells secondhand and rare non-gay fiction and non-fiction. Click here for our full list. |
"Steve's thing, which couldn't exactly be called a date because it involved the green stuff, and couldn't exactly be called an appointment because it had to do with business beow the belt, wasn't until six o'clock. So, Steve solowly pulled himself together and went outside thinking that he didn't have anything to kill except time beween now and six which was rare these days of Steve and the City. Steve and The City. Steve and New York City. Manhattan. Usually there was something around town to kill. The yapping tweetie-bird in the next apartment. Carol Burnett Live. A rat dog hitting out his doggy bag right there in the middle of the sidewalk. Or Monsieur Dog's mistress, one of those wind-up, teddy-bear women in a pink net bonnet with a bloom of pink net riveted here and there on her granny puffskull, and a creamy pink pudding of a mouth which curdled when Steve stopped her on the sidewalk on front of Maxwell's Plum and politely asked what time it was, just to make sure he wasn't running late." opening paragraph Secondhand booksellers |
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