Argosy reprints from Altus Press

Lately, it seems like we’ve been getting a lot of reprints from the general fiction pulps Adventure – Talbot Mundy, Arthur O. Friel, Marion Polk Angellotti, Farnham Bishop and Arthur Gilchrist Brodeur, H.D. Couzens, Harold Lamb, Captain Dingle, Hugh Pendexter, Gordon MacCreagh, Arthur Howden-Smith etc. Blue Book – H. Bedford-Jones Short Stories – James B. Hendryx, L.… Continue reading Argosy reprints from Altus Press

Why do we read adventure fiction?

From the Blue Book magazine, August 1935, Donald Kennicott’s (editor) views on discovering lost worlds and losing oneself in a world of reading. Enchanted Lands MANY years ago the writer was a homesteader in southern New Mexico. And once or twice during the four years of his sojourn there, he heard some wandering cowboy or sheep-herder remark… Continue reading Why do we read adventure fiction?

Christmas stocking stuffers – The Big Book of Swashbuckling Adventure

This book includes stories by Harold Lamb, Farnham Bishop and Marion Polk Angelotti, among others. Amazon is running a promotion where you can take 25% off the cost of any one book, using coupon BOOKDEAL25. <br /> The anthologist talks about how he chose the stories for this book here. Reviews: Michael Dirda picks this… Continue reading Christmas stocking stuffers – The Big Book of Swashbuckling Adventure

Leonard H. Nason’s advice on writing adventure stories

DOING THE ADVENTURE STORY By Leonard H. Nason [Originally appeared in How to write for a living, Trentwell Mason White (Ed.), published ] THE adventure story is probably easier to write than any other kind of yarn. The action to be followed by the narrative is already there, or there would be no idea in… Continue reading Leonard H. Nason’s advice on writing adventure stories

Arthur S. Hoffman’s departure from Adventure magazine – an update

A long time ago, when I published my first article on Arthur S. Hoffman, I mentioned that he probably left because the management changes to the editorial direction of Adventure magazine were not to his liking. Walker Martin disagreed with me on this, saying Hoffman wanted to make Adventure a higher quality magazine, and his… Continue reading Arthur S. Hoffman’s departure from Adventure magazine – an update

Guess the artist: illustration for Adventure magazine

I know Blue Book magazine is the pulp that is supposed to have the best illustrations of all of the pulp magazines, and from the few 1940s issues I’ve read, I’ve no doubt that on average the illustration quality was much better than other pulps. But I’ve also read Adventure in the 1940s and think… Continue reading Guess the artist: illustration for Adventure magazine

In the Grass – short story by Gouverneur Morris in Collier’s magazine

I read about this story by Gouverneur Morris in an article from Michael Dirda where he said it was the only thing the author was remembered for. I had already read (and liked) the novel, Yellow Men and Gold, that appeared in Adventure magazine, so I decided to seek this out. I read the story… Continue reading In the Grass – short story by Gouverneur Morris in Collier’s magazine

St. Ann’s Big Boy – Fact article from Adventure, November 1949

In the 1940s, Adventure magazine started including some fact articles along with the fiction. This particular one caught my eye because of the caption below the illustration: “Watch your language, lad,” Angus replied patiently. “I wouldn’t want to hurt a little fellow who don’t weigh a drop over three hundred.” St. Ann’s Big Boy, from… Continue reading St. Ann’s Big Boy – Fact article from Adventure, November 1949

Adventure magazine’s office – The Butterick Building

Adventure magazine was published by the Butterick Co., which was a sewing pattern company that also published magazines. Their office cum factory was in the Butterick Building, built in 1903, which housed the printing presses and the editorial offices as well as the sewing lines. In its time, this was a skyscraper. This is what… Continue reading Adventure magazine’s office – The Butterick Building