Dec 16
Tom Noir’s Art Direction: “Very well Mistress Raven, I want you to whip me gently until I am hit with my next great cover inspiration. Don’t spare the buttocks. And remember my safe words: poul anderson.”
Published 1980
Tom Noir’s Art Direction: “Very well Mistress Raven, I want you to whip me gently until I am hit with my next great cover inspiration. Don’t spare the buttocks. And remember my safe words: poul anderson.”
Published 1980
December 16th, 2015 at 10:47 am
Is that Gordon the Golden Slave? Gor-don?
December 16th, 2015 at 11:11 am
“I shall continue to whip you until you tell me the meaning of that writing upon the column…”
December 16th, 2015 at 11:33 am
He’s chained to the letter S. Look. There’s no more links anywhere on that cover except the ones that connect his wrists to the letter S. Is that supposed to be ‘meta’?
December 16th, 2015 at 11:58 am
He must be the Golden Slav
December 16th, 2015 at 12:23 pm
Original front.
https://www.blackgate.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/The-Golden-Slave-Poul-Anderson.jpg
Original back.
https://c1.staticflickr.com/9/8318/8064236016_052c23cfb0.jpg
Well make up your damn mind, is it mighty or thundering?
December 16th, 2015 at 1:02 pm
@fred: mighty thundering?
December 16th, 2015 at 1:53 pm
Eodan: Hey, Oracle, I could use some help here. Every day I’m getting chained, whipped. My beautiful wife, Hiccup, has been sold as a concubine, and I’m supposed to fight, seduce and connive my way to a perilous freedom. I don’t see how I can get all of this done.
Oracle: No problemo dude, you’re golden.
December 16th, 2015 at 1:55 pm
@Bibliomancer 4—Looks like she’s more interested in the Golden Hind.
December 16th, 2015 at 2:02 pm
“A mundering novel of conquest and vengeance in the barbaric days of the First Century B.C. …also the Last Century B.C.”
December 16th, 2015 at 2:49 pm
There isn’t enough conniving in this day and age. I call for more conniving. Google, connive some show times for me.
December 16th, 2015 at 2:59 pm
Baby you connive my car
Yes I’m gonna be a star
Baby you connive my car
And maybe I’ll love you
December 16th, 2015 at 5:37 pm
How’d he end up golden, anyway? Is he El Dorado? Is he made of living metal? Did Mistress Raven have him painted up in gold dust for her own pleasure? Was he genetically engineered that way? Questions, questions . . .
December 16th, 2015 at 6:37 pm
If Mistress Raven did paint him up in gold dust, let’s hope she left that small patch at the base of the spine uncovered (à la “Goldfinger”) or else he’s not gonna be conniving his way to anything.
December 16th, 2015 at 8:00 pm
Conniving fell out of fashion when Harold Wilson left office.
December 16th, 2015 at 8:07 pm
“A Mighty Novel of…”
What precisely makes a novel “mighty”?
A) Size? (“Pages six feet tall!”)
B) Weight? (“Printed on cast iron pages!”)
C) Price? (“Mightily priced!”)
D) Epic grandeur? (“The mightiest whippings and goldiest golden slaves in the history of Depraved Roman Empire novels!”)
December 16th, 2015 at 8:16 pm
@RayP: Harold Wilson left office? My goodness, did he lock up and turn off the gas first?
@AR: E) Thundering?
December 16th, 2015 at 8:30 pm
Suspecting the Praetorian Guard of plotting his downfall Haroldicus fled in the night. He did remember to take the tinned salmon and a quarter-full bottle of vinegar with him.
December 16th, 2015 at 10:32 pm
This blatant objectification of males as passive, helpless targets of female oppression, who are valued for their bodies instead of their minds, is sexist and reactionary.
Where is the outrage???
December 17th, 2015 at 5:31 pm
This isn’t the first racy cover that Poul Anderson has been associated with.
December 19th, 2015 at 2:09 am
Stupid Sexy Flagellation.