


Re James Fulford's blog post: Freudianism, Shell Scott, And The '60s—Normal People Always Knew Freudian Theory Was Nonsense
From: A Chicago Reader [Email him]
Good grief, I had no idea that sort of stuff was in the Shell Scott paperbacks. I read every sort of cheesy stuff, including Edward S. Aarons’ Assignment Series and even a couple of Man From Uncles by Michael Avallone, but dismissed Scott largely because of the sexpot covers.
There was, somewhere, however, a description of author Richard S. Prather's method: that he might turn out 100,000 words for a typical 50,000-word paperback and then condense like the devil. I've forgotten where I read that.
Anyway, thanks for publishing this.
Frederick Crews did a great job on Freud over a number of years (see FREUD—The Making of an Illusion) as well as ridiculing the recovered-memory cult.
James Fulford writes: I know what the writer means about the covers. When I wrote in the blog that I read these books "probably at an inappropriately early age" I was thinking of my Grade 6 teacher's reaction when he asked me what I was reading and I showed him this.