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The impassioned story of a tormented woman, desperate for physical satisfaction of all kinds, seeking peace of mind, heart...and body. A woman with an insatiable desire for sex seeks help from a psychiatrist... telling him her emotional story, hoping to end her unquenchable lust, find her true self, and live a normal life. But is it too late? "March Hastings was the pen name of Sally Singer. Her works focused on the world of wealthy people and their psycho-sexual troubles. Her plots are convincing, style confident, characters unapologetically passionate yet believable, and dialogues top notch." The Book Haven For The Retro Reader “March Hastings" was one of the pseudonyms (along with Laura Duchamp, Viveca Ives, and Alden Stowe) of Sally M. Singer, a lesbian writer born in 1930s and the author of more than 130 novels. She is undoubtedly best-known for her string of ground-breaking, lesbian-themed, sexy pulp paperbacks in the 1950s and early 1960s, including Three Women, The Third Theme, Veil of Torment, and The Demands of the Flesh. She wrote many other sexy novels as Hastings, not all of them with a lesbian theme. However, by the late-60s/early 70s, the “March Hastings” pseudonym was co-opted by her publisher and became a house name for many different authors penning lurid paperbacks, diluting and confusing her early legacy as an influential author of lesbian pulp and straight erotic fiction.
191 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 1, 1959
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March Hastings
80 books13 followersWriting in New York City in the 1950s and 60s, March Hastings, a pseudonym of Sally Singer, was one of the most prolific authors of the lesbian pulp era. She now lives in Florida.
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November 23, 2017
I bought this in Boston, at a used book store, where they had a rack of old pulp books.
Yes, it's a trashy pulp novel. Sordid and exploitative. And yet it's surprisingly well written. Our heroine is a nymphomaniac and bangs a lot of people - men and women. But don't worry. She has a therapist and he is going to save her.
It's a weird little book that both dives deep into smut, but also reads like a romance novel. Her throbbing molten core begs to be filled by his manhood - that kind of stuff. You can tell the book is flirting around the edges of some old moral code. It still manages to be arousing, hilarious, and readable.
March Hastings, I've read, is a pen name for a woman who wrote a series of lesbian pulp novels. Kind of fascinating stuff. I am tempted to look for more of her books. Her writing is surprisingly good.
Yes, it's a trashy pulp novel. Sordid and exploitative. And yet it's surprisingly well written. Our heroine is a nymphomaniac and bangs a lot of people - men and women. But don't worry. She has a therapist and he is going to save her.
It's a weird little book that both dives deep into smut, but also reads like a romance novel. Her throbbing molten core begs to be filled by his manhood - that kind of stuff. You can tell the book is flirting around the edges of some old moral code. It still manages to be arousing, hilarious, and readable.
March Hastings, I've read, is a pen name for a woman who wrote a series of lesbian pulp novels. Kind of fascinating stuff. I am tempted to look for more of her books. Her writing is surprisingly good.
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