
As of late I've been looking at old pulp covers. For me the trashier the better. I really like the ones from the 50's and early 60's with their themes of amoral behavior that titillated the average Joe and Joann with tales from the wrong side of the tracks, the bohemian underground and the depraved lives those who dare to live counter to cultural norms and taboos. This was a shadowy land of innocence lost, peopled with Beatniks, convicts, hookers, gays and lesbians, and of course young, nubile women who took a wrong turn when they stepped off the bus from small town USA.
With these books the titillation started with the covers. You had to have a quick, overtly sexy title and skin to bring them in. I wanted my covers to look like they came from books you just pulled off a shelf from the back of your favorite used book store. I really wanted the viewer to smell that musty smell.