Author: Jeremy Edwards
Don't bother trying to find an official definition for "Erotocomedic" anywhere. If author Jeremy Edwards didn't coin the term, he certainly commands all Google hits for it. It basically means "erotic comedy," and the adjective is used to describe his book Rock My Socks Off and his short story collection, Spark My Moment. I'm tempted to say Edwards writes pages of graphic, explicit sex with tongue planted in cheek, but that really doesn't work. There's plenty of tongue-work in the book alright, but they mostly roam anywhere and everywhere except inside anyone's cheek.
In fact, were one to cut all the sex out of The Pleasure Dome, you'd end up with a witty short story set in 1934. It opens with New York radio gag writer Artie Plask moving to Hollywood. Working for the popular Sid Heffy Show, he teams with sexy Mariel Fenton who has both a witty tongue and easily excitable libido. They're part of a crew of comedy writers who have to deal with a star who thinks he should be a dramatic actor. In order to break away from Sid, the writers create a show of their own but need a sponsor. How about creating one of those too, the Metropolitan Mannequin Company for those who need the world's fleshiest fake skin?
The cast of characters, however, are too numerous for a manageable short story. But not too many for all manner of sexual combinations in all manner of locations with considerable banter and repartee serving as both transitional material and literary foreplay. For example:
Following this mercifully short introduction, a morose orchestra whined For eight measures, after which the nation Was treated once again to the voice of Sid Heffy—this time in character.
“Dark. Another dark night. So dark.”
“It never ceases to impress me how a great radio talent can use a minimum of words to evoke a rich atmosphere,” Mariel observed. “He only said dark three times, but I swear I can almost picture something dark."The Pleasure Dial
is a book with a happy ending, silly beginning, and few pages in between without at least one vividly described orgasm. If you can't be with the one you love, be with someone you can at least tolerate, or can't find someone to tolerate you, The Pleasure Dial should be some entertaining bedtime reading. I'll leave it at that. Follow Here To Purchase The Pleasure Dial: An Erotocomedic Novel of Old-Time Radio