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Ed Noon #8
Crazy Mixed-Up Corpse
ED NOON MYSTERY #8"The day the fur-bearing, gun-bearing blonde said, 'Strip, Noon. Take of all your clothes!' was the dizziest day of my private-eye life. The day I really got mixed up in the case of the Crazy Mixed-Up Corpse. But I didn't really start off as a fugitive from a nudist colony."--Ed Noon, Private Eye<>Ed Noon has to find the reason why a corpse was seemingly murdered more than once with a greedy stripper, a sadistic millionaire, and assorted goons and thugs standing in the way.<>Ed Noon's laundry suddenly becomes the all-important focus for the hunt of a lifetime, which brings him into harm's way via a very greedy stripper, a sadistic millionaire, and assorted goons and thugs. Noon has to find the reason why a corpse was seemingly murdered more than once.
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First published January 1, 1957
About the author
Michael Avallone
202 books42 followersAlso wrote Nick Carter: Killmaster series under Nick Carter alias with others
Michael Angelo Avallone was a prolific American author of mystery and secret agent fiction, and novelizations based on TV and films. He claimed a lifetime output over 1,000 works, including novels, short stories, articles, published under his own name or 17+ pseudonyms.
His first novel, The Tall Dolores 1953 introduced Ed Noon PI. After three dozen more, the most recent was 1989. The final volume, "Since Noon Yesterday" is, as of 2005, unpublished.
Tie-ins included Man from U.N.C.L.E., Hawaii Five-0, Mannix, Friday the 13th Part III, Beneath the Planet of the Apes and even The Partridge Family. In late 1960s novellas featured U.N.C.L.E.-like INTREX. He is sometimes cited incorrectly as the creator of Man from U.N.C.L.E. (as in the January 1967 issue of The Saint Magazine), or having died March 1.
As Troy Conway, Rod Damon: The Coxeman novel series 1967-73, parodied Man from UNCLE. An unusual entry was the novelization of the 1982 TV mini-series, A Woman Called Golda, the life of Golda Meir.
Among the many pseudonyms that Michael Avallone used (male and female) were: Mile Avalione, Mike Avalone, Nick Carter, Troy Conway, Priscilla Dalton, Mark Dane, Jeanne-Anne dePre, Dora Highland, Stuart Jason, Steve Michaels, Dorothea Nile, Edwina Noone, John Patrick, Vance Stanton, Sidney Stuart, Max Walker, and Lee Davis Willoughby.
From 1962-5, Avallone edited the Mystery Writers of America newsletter. Personal Life:
He married 1949 Lucille Asero (one son; marriage dissolved), 1960 Fran Weinstein (one son, one daughter); died Los Angeles.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_...
http://www.thrillingdetective.com/tri...
Michael Angelo Avallone was a prolific American author of mystery and secret agent fiction, and novelizations based on TV and films. He claimed a lifetime output over 1,000 works, including novels, short stories, articles, published under his own name or 17+ pseudonyms.
His first novel, The Tall Dolores 1953 introduced Ed Noon PI. After three dozen more, the most recent was 1989. The final volume, "Since Noon Yesterday" is, as of 2005, unpublished.
Tie-ins included Man from U.N.C.L.E., Hawaii Five-0, Mannix, Friday the 13th Part III, Beneath the Planet of the Apes and even The Partridge Family. In late 1960s novellas featured U.N.C.L.E.-like INTREX. He is sometimes cited incorrectly as the creator of Man from U.N.C.L.E. (as in the January 1967 issue of The Saint Magazine), or having died March 1.
As Troy Conway, Rod Damon: The Coxeman novel series 1967-73, parodied Man from UNCLE. An unusual entry was the novelization of the 1982 TV mini-series, A Woman Called Golda, the life of Golda Meir.
Among the many pseudonyms that Michael Avallone used (male and female) were: Mile Avalione, Mike Avalone, Nick Carter, Troy Conway, Priscilla Dalton, Mark Dane, Jeanne-Anne dePre, Dora Highland, Stuart Jason, Steve Michaels, Dorothea Nile, Edwina Noone, John Patrick, Vance Stanton, Sidney Stuart, Max Walker, and Lee Davis Willoughby.
From 1962-5, Avallone edited the Mystery Writers of America newsletter. Personal Life:
He married 1949 Lucille Asero (one son; marriage dissolved), 1960 Fran Weinstein (one son, one daughter); died Los Angeles.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_...
http://www.thrillingdetective.com/tri...
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May 18, 2017
It begins with Noon complaining that the day a fur-bearing, gun-toting blonde ordered him to strip was the dizziest day of his career. He then explains what a helluva a day it was although it began with his year of having his license suspended ending with a phone call from Capt
Monks to come and pick up his gun and license.
But, being Ed Noon, he never gets there. Fate intervenes in the shape of a Tommy gun firing out of a Packard. The only others on the street were a blind man and two little kids, Titi and Tania. Noon takes three bullets and wakes up in a hospital.
Weeks later, a girl bounces out of the elevator. "She was fully clothed,
but she might as well have been wearing nothing." "She was sex like in the Monroe Calendar." "She had an aura that was all female, tigress ype." "She moved in closer, her burlesque queen hips undulating like
twin snakes." "She had the biggest bustline since the Florida coast."
And, this was one of the bad ones who thought Noon had something of
value. What he had, he hadn't a clue. But, "a dame that's sore at you and has a sub machine gun is no laughing matter."
This book is filled with blondes and bombs as well as naked corpses, strippers, and, of course, Chinese laundries. It all ties together in the end with some help from some Texas gangsters. And that's all before Noon meets Carver Callaway Drill, the meanest man in Texas. And he's going to rope them all in until someone gives
up the key to the buried treasure. "For a guy bigger than the RCA building, he moved pretty fast when he had to."
Another great Ed Noon mystery. Good stuff
Monks to come and pick up his gun and license.
But, being Ed Noon, he never gets there. Fate intervenes in the shape of a Tommy gun firing out of a Packard. The only others on the street were a blind man and two little kids, Titi and Tania. Noon takes three bullets and wakes up in a hospital.
Weeks later, a girl bounces out of the elevator. "She was fully clothed,
but she might as well have been wearing nothing." "She was sex like in the Monroe Calendar." "She had an aura that was all female, tigress ype." "She moved in closer, her burlesque queen hips undulating like
twin snakes." "She had the biggest bustline since the Florida coast."
And, this was one of the bad ones who thought Noon had something of
value. What he had, he hadn't a clue. But, "a dame that's sore at you and has a sub machine gun is no laughing matter."
This book is filled with blondes and bombs as well as naked corpses, strippers, and, of course, Chinese laundries. It all ties together in the end with some help from some Texas gangsters. And that's all before Noon meets Carver Callaway Drill, the meanest man in Texas. And he's going to rope them all in until someone gives
up the key to the buried treasure. "For a guy bigger than the RCA building, he moved pretty fast when he had to."
Another great Ed Noon mystery. Good stuff
April 14, 2019
You gotta love Avallone's over the top prose. I think the guy just might have been a genius.
Some of my favorite lines from the book:
"Her breasts and hips would put a scenic railway to shame."
"She snorted and twisted toward him, one shoulder slipping out from under the canary yellow robe. One of her breasts bobbed into view like a cantaloupe rolling off a display in a fruit store."
If you want to read this book, make sure not to get hold of the British version. It's heavily expurgated.
Some of my favorite lines from the book:
"Her breasts and hips would put a scenic railway to shame."
"She snorted and twisted toward him, one shoulder slipping out from under the canary yellow robe. One of her breasts bobbed into view like a cantaloupe rolling off a display in a fruit store."
If you want to read this book, make sure not to get hold of the British version. It's heavily expurgated.
June 30, 2018
The eighth book in Michael Avallone's series about private detective Ed Noon. Non-stop action, zero believability. It is good to see two brave female characters, even if one of them is despicable.
April 2, 2014
It started on the day Ed Noon was to get his P.I. license and back after a year of suspension. Noon's friend, Captain Mike Monks had called him and said he had something he needed help with.
As he stepped onto the street of his office building. someone opened up with a tommy gun. Noon goes down as does a blind man and the two little China dolls, daaughters of the laundry man next door and favorites of Noon, who constantly slipped them lollipops.
Noon took two in the chest and two glancing blows. The blind man was dead, as one was of the little Chinese girls. The other wound up with a permanently crippled arm.
Three weeks later when Noon gets out of the hospital, he's mugged by a gorgeous blond who thinks he has something she wants. Noon can't convince her or get her to say what it is.
It's all tied in with what Monks wanted help with: a murdered, unidentified body, a man horribly mutilated and left naked in a car.
We soon get a bomb in a laundry, more dead bodies, and Noon no closer to any sort of solution.
Another fine P.I. tale from Michael Avallone.
As he stepped onto the street of his office building. someone opened up with a tommy gun. Noon goes down as does a blind man and the two little China dolls, daaughters of the laundry man next door and favorites of Noon, who constantly slipped them lollipops.
Noon took two in the chest and two glancing blows. The blind man was dead, as one was of the little Chinese girls. The other wound up with a permanently crippled arm.
Three weeks later when Noon gets out of the hospital, he's mugged by a gorgeous blond who thinks he has something she wants. Noon can't convince her or get her to say what it is.
It's all tied in with what Monks wanted help with: a murdered, unidentified body, a man horribly mutilated and left naked in a car.
We soon get a bomb in a laundry, more dead bodies, and Noon no closer to any sort of solution.
Another fine P.I. tale from Michael Avallone.
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