The Ladies of Trade Town
Lee Martindale, ed.
Harp Haven Publishing, 297 p., $16.99
Yes, you read the title of this post correctly. The anthology under review is about the world’s oldest profession. But before we get into that, a few words regarding what this book is not are in order. This book is not porn. Nor is it erotica. Lee Martindale has been working on getting this book published for a while, and part of that process involved, if you’ll pardon the phrase, pimping it at various conventions to prospective contributors. Her words when explaining the restriction about explicit sexual content were, and I quote, “How good a writer are you?” In other words, she was more interested in well written stories about the characters themselves than the details of said characters’ plumbing. Some of the stories have essentially no sexual content. Sexual themes, yes; sexual content, no.
Lee Martindale, ed.
Harp Haven Publishing, 297 p., $16.99
Yes, you read the title of this post correctly. The anthology under review is about the world’s oldest profession. But before we get into that, a few words regarding what this book is not are in order. This book is not porn. Nor is it erotica. Lee Martindale has been working on getting this book published for a while, and part of that process involved, if you’ll pardon the phrase, pimping it at various conventions to prospective contributors. Her words when explaining the restriction about explicit sexual content were, and I quote, “How good a writer are you?” In other words, she was more interested in well written stories about the characters themselves than the details of said characters’ plumbing. Some of the stories have essentially no sexual content. Sexual themes, yes; sexual content, no.
Also in order is a small disclaimer. Lee is a longtime friend, as you know if you’ve read the interview with her. That does not mean I am automatically going to cut her slack if I think this is a poor book. (She didn’t cut me any slack when she rejected my submission, and she was right in rejecting it.) We’ve known each other for too long and have too much mutual respect to let the other get away with substandard work. I’m going to be honest about what I think.
