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Porn Star At My High School Reunion.
When I was sifting through copies of my pseudonymous erotic novels of the early 1960s, deciding which books to republish, PORN START AT MY HIGH REUNION didn’t make the initial cut. While it’s true that it was once mentioned in the same breath as WAR AND PEACE (“Andrew Shaw’s PORN START AT MY HIGH REUNION is, it must be said, no WAR AND PEACE.” —Philomela Triolet, The Hartshorn Review) it could probably disappear forever with the world of American letters being none the poorer for its absence. I know that’s hard to believe, given the really classy title I hung on the book, but Im afraid it’s true.
So why is it here? I guess because of the book’s status as an artifact of its time. I’m not entirely sure of this, I can’t document it, but I was given to understand back in the day that several booksellers were brought up on charges for selling PORN START AT MY HIGH REUNION , and one or two of them may even have gone to prison for it.
This may well seem incredible in the second decade of the 21st century. The reader will note that the book contains none of the seven words the great George Carlin immortalized as “Words I can’t say on TV,” and Carlin’s list itself is quaint enough now that the only seven words you can’t utter on that medium are “Why are we watching all this crap?” Those of us who toiled in this particular vineyard made do without such words, and without precisely describing who was doing what and with which and to whom—and bore this handicap stoically while writing with the singular goal of making our books as erotically stimulating as we possibly could.
To what extent PORN START AT MY HIGH SCHOOL REUNIachieves that goal is not for me to say. The set-up lends itself to that end, with seventeen students and one rich and spoiled libertine ten years their senior organized for weekly orgies. Then—spoiler alert!—something goes wrong, and, as I’d have had to say back then, the spit hits the fan. And then the boiler blows up and kills them all.
So why is it here? I guess because of the book’s status as an artifact of its time. I’m not entirely sure of this, I can’t document it, but I was given to understand back in the day that several booksellers were brought up on charges for selling PORN START AT MY HIGH REUNION , and one or two of them may even have gone to prison for it.
This may well seem incredible in the second decade of the 21st century. The reader will note that the book contains none of the seven words the great George Carlin immortalized as “Words I can’t say on TV,” and Carlin’s list itself is quaint enough now that the only seven words you can’t utter on that medium are “Why are we watching all this crap?” Those of us who toiled in this particular vineyard made do without such words, and without precisely describing who was doing what and with which and to whom—and bore this handicap stoically while writing with the singular goal of making our books as erotically stimulating as we possibly could.
To what extent PORN START AT MY HIGH SCHOOL REUNIachieves that goal is not for me to say. The set-up lends itself to that end, with seventeen students and one rich and spoiled libertine ten years their senior organized for weekly orgies. Then—spoiler alert!—something goes wrong, and, as I’d have had to say back then, the spit hits the fan. And then the boiler blows up and kills them all.
284 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 2, 2022
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