Recent chatter spread the word that the place has fallen into severe disrepair. Tom Krabacher made a run up from his lair in Woodside, camera or cell phone in hand, to document the moment.
Tom reports, “I did get up to Auburn to poke around in CAS’s deteriorating birth place. It’s completely unsalvageable. Undoubtedly going to be torn down to make way for a McMansion in the near future; they’re creeping ever closer down the hill.”
If Tom found the right building, yeah, it looks doomed — but it isn’t the only one falling into ruin in the immediate vicinity.
“This time,” Evan says, “we present stuff from the Pittsburgh Sun-Telegraph (July 1936), The Camden Courier-Post (Dec. 1938) and the Vancouver Sun (Jan. 1937).“
Yeah, as I was thinking, the bibliographic record of Hammett in the papers is practically untouched, and long past time for excavation.
Our man on the eBay beat, Brian Leno, reports in on the sale of Lawrence Block’s second book, nabbing the minimum bid of merely $500:
The “Rodney Canewell”-Lawrence Block book ended up with only one bidder.
It ended at 3:32a.m. my time this morning so I didn’t stay up to watch the shoot out, which is a good thing, because there wasn’t any.
The winning bidder did place another bid on it earlier Monday but he didn’t need to have worried. One bidder, two bids, and the book is eBay history.
I do believe your site whipped (pun intended) up the necessary publicity to get the book sold.
Would it have gone for more if the seller would have included additional details doesn’t really matter at this point. I’m sure he’s close to ecstatic to get $500, and whomever bid on it is obviously happy, else why would he have ventured into auction territory?
Still, I love that pseudonym. No reason to spare the rod if you’re going to cane well. Shows imagination, no writer’s block (sorry) there.
Morgan “The Morgman” Holmes was poking around the net, kind of interested in seeing how various writers were being ranked in the hardboiled arena. He found a summary article on Spenser creator Robert B. Parker he thought I might like —
Terry said, “He should be noting the artist too, there is a substantial collector’s market for his work. I think it is a previously undocumented publication for him too.”
The artist, Gene Bilbrew, African-American, famous for his work in fetish circles. If you want to conjure up the bucks, who knows, maybe Bilbrew would haul in bigger buckets than Block.
Brian Leno agreed. “Guy doesn’t do himself any favors in his description. More interesting if he provided the back story on the book. Block collectors already know it, possibly, but he could catch the buyers of that type of sleaze. I notice that Block doesn’t draw as high finished-auction prices as some, but this is a tough one to find in any shape.
“The guy missed the boat with Gene Bilbrew. All sorts of names he could have put in his description. Bilbrew knew Eric Stanton, who in turn helped Steve Ditko on Spider-Man. Bilbrew worked for Irving Klaw who produced stuff with Bettie Page, etc. Ton of work getting all this in but the more niche collectors that see it the better.
“However,” Brian admits, “he has sold more than I have, so what do I know? Will be fun to watch.”
I lean more toward detailed product description, as well, but who indeed can say if ultimately they’re better than brief tags. Loot nabbed might more importantly be purely a matter of timing.
I noticed, by the way, that the copy of Frank Belknap Long’s The Rim of the Unknown inscribed to E. Hoffmann Price also is on the block right now ($500 flat, not starting at $500 like the Block). Minimal blurbage:
RIM OF THE UNKNOWN by Frank Belknap Long. Arkham House, 1972. First (and only) edition/printing. Warmly inscribed from Long to Price mentioning Weird Tales. Both authors were published in Weird Tales as well as with Arkham House. A great association. A VG book in a VG jacket. See pics.
That’s the same book I sold for the Price estate on September 27, 2011, bidding out at $150. A decade ago.
My original sales blurbage was more involved, but then I enjoy spinning those bookman wheels and wasn’t trying to move lots of product as fast as possible:
INSCRIBED ARKHAM HOUSE, Lovecraft Circle, from E. Hoffmann Price library
The pulp fictioneer E. Hoffmann Price (1898-1988) is a legend today, as the only fellow writer to have met the “Big Three” of WEIRD TALES — H.P. Lovecraft, Robert E. Howard and Clark Ashton Smith — in person, and as co-author with Lovecraft on “Through the Gates of the Silver Key.” Frank Belknap Long (1901-1994) was an even more active participant in the Lovecraft Circle, typically addressed by The Old Gentleman in their many letters as Young Belknapius.
Here we offer one of the 3650 first edition copies published by Arkham House of Long’s THE RIM OF THE UNKNOWN from 1972, inscribed by one self-acknowledged “Fellow-contributor to Weird Tales” to another — a very nice association item for anyone interested in WEIRD TALES, the Lovecraft Circle or in Arkham House, for that matter, since it also counts as an inscription from one Arkham House author to another.
Price wasn’t a collector as such, and books from his library typically show signs of wear, casual staining, and occasional annotations. THE RIM OF THE UNKNOWN (actual item shown in image) bears an about Good plus unclipped dustjacket with edgewear, darkening, some stains and slight chipping over a Very Good book with very minor staining to outer edges of text block. Other than the inscription from Long, no other marking occurs in the book — but look forward to more offerings in the future where Price adds his pen strokes!
For fans of the pulp era or the supernatural horror tale in America, the unique copy inscribed by Young Belknapius to Malik Taus, in remembrance of old friends and many sales to The Unique Magazine.
Just got a note in from the famed and maniacal Autograph Hound Brian Leno, who says:
Last night some guy was selling about 70 or so signed postal covers. Good stuff too, so I got my trigger finger ready and waded in, like a crocodile at a chicken farm.
Thing is, I’m the one that got plucked. I bid on five of them, and only got one.
I missed out on Robert W Chambers, he went for 51. Already have him so I didn’t go too crazy. Richard Halliburton went for the same amount, but I have him also. So I held fast to the wallet, hoping to get a deal.
Robert Hichens and Achmed Abdullah both went for less than 10 each. Hard to believe, but I have both of them also, so I missed out, only placing a very small bid. Once famous writers, now not so much.
The one I got was The Penalty and “Back There in the Grass” author Gouverneur Morris. He was only 29 bucks, and I didn’t have him. Been a big fan of Lon Chaney’s The Penaltyfor a long time and I’ve been looking for a cheap version of Morris’ signature and so I did bag that one.
A Hemingway was offered, last time I saw it was over a thousand and climbing. James J. Corbett and James J. Jeffries were offered but both went over 500. I have a Corbett already.
I was surprised to see Earl Derr Biggers go for over 300. Would have liked him. Didn’t think that the creator of Chuck Chan and his Number One Son was still collected. Obviously I was wrong.
It was mortifying to see authors such as James Oliver Curwood and Rex Beach go for peanuts. Got a Beach, but no Curwood.
Really something how some authors fall from favor. See it every day, doesn’t mean I have to like it.
When their books are no longer read I find it really sad. A second death.
Stuff Terry Zobeck covered in the halcyon days of yesteryear keeps circulating around.
Remember his post about “lost” Hammett stories, including such rogue titles as “Pickup” in Saturday Home Magazine? And follow-up posts about Hammett tales getting reprinted in god-knows-how-many newspapers?
The one with mention of an incredibly rare and previously unknown S&M adventure of Mme. Adista? Well, unknown that Block wrote it — perhaps not unknown to collectors of such items.
A guy just let me know that he put a copy up on eBay, starting bid of $500. If interested surf over to check out the action.
A nice test of Block’s command of the collector’s dollar, and all that.
Just got a note from Bill Arney, who you’ll remember as the longtime Keeper of the Sacred Shrine, i.e. Hammett’s apartment in 891 Post Street — where a little classic titled The Maltese Falcon was written.
I could have gotten some publicity out of it, too, but my name was left on the cutting room floor. “I did my best,” Bill reports, “but they left out your name and called it ‘Drakes’ Celebrated Criminal Cases of America. I should have made them submit it to me for editing before they went to print.”
Any Hammett fan knows the book is Duke’s Celebrated Criminal Cases of America, so they won’t be taken flat-footed. The innocent Freemason standing on the street corner, however. . . .
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