Product Description

An incredibly dark and surreal S&M fetish science-fiction tale about a bio-engineered hermaphrodite sex slave who is purchased by a razor dominatrix and brought into her nightmarish world of bizarre sex and mutilation.

"The touching tale of a living, breathing, thinking, sex toy that is hopelessly in love with its owner who views it as little more than an object... Surreal and perverse yes but so much more." --WRATH JAMES WHITE

"I would call this a happy world to live in with only brute body modified women and hermaphroditic sex toys, but I suppose constantly fighting off hordes of murderous rapists and needing to deposit your womb in a machine to make an ugly squishy baby would be a drawback." --JASMINE SAILING

"Freaky, funny, brutal, techno-noir, limit-situation stuff set in a bad-dream future that's ultimately a metaphor for a present-day journey into the relentless nature of desire and the delicious permeability of gender. Somewhere right this second David Cronenberg, H. R. Giger, a young David Lynch, and a wizened Doug Rice are smiling because they know something extraordinary has just birthed in the Arizonan Desert of the Real. Read this, duck, and cover." --LANCE OLSEN

"Carlton Mellick III takes readers on an ultra-bizarre sexual nightmare with his novella 'Razor Wire Pubic Hair.' He blends a surreal landscape into a dark, hopeless future, creating disturbing, yet thought-provoking sequences of events that ultimately delve into horrors of lust and sex... Mellick is a bizarre visionary, and this novella showcases his talented prose and twisted imaginings." --SHANE RYAN STALEY

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #151420 in Books
• Published on: 2003-03-15
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Paperback
• 176 pages

Review

Imagine a world without men where the only way a woman can reproduce is with the help of a giant computerized incubator and a genetically engineered sex toy. Now imagine that this sex toy is intelligent. It has emotions and a soul. It hopes and dreams and it falls in love. This is the premise of Carlton Mellick III's RAZOR WIRE PUBIC HAIR.

One of the main characters "The Sister" is a nymphomaniac who is covered from head to toe in vaginas. Celsia is an Amazon warrior with pubic hair made of razor wire. The main character is a genetically engineered hermaphrodite sex toy named Celsia 2 who longs to be loved by his/her owner. Oh, but wait, there's more ... there's sex starved zombies, hordes of marauding rapists, twat frogs, a hoota beasts that is basically just a big hairy vagina with legs, and still another giant talking and apparently quite wise vagina built into the wall of the mansion in which many of these creatures reside.

What's most bizarre is that none of this seems to be there for pure shock value. In fact, this perverse menagerie of beings are presented in such a matter of fact manner that it is as if the last thing the author wants is for you to be shocked by them. He wants you to just accept them so that he can just get on with his story. And what a story it is!

RAZOR WIRE PUBIC HAIR is the touching tale of a living, breathing, thinking, sex toy that is hopelessly in love with its owner who views it as little more than an object. This book could be a metaphor for so many sexual relationships where one partner is dominant and the other is submissive, struggling to be seen as more than merely an object of lust but as a potential true love.

The most disturbing thing about this book is how much heart it contains. "Your purpose in life is to fuck as much as your body will allow before your death. You are a dildo." Celsia 2 is told and you can almost hear his/her heart break. Take away all the surreal sexual accoutrements and this could almost be a tragic romance novel about lost and unrequited love.

I have to say I enjoyed this book. It was not at all what I expected. Surreal and perverse yes but so much more. At times it was easy to forget that a man wrote this. It's almost feminist propaganda. There are no men anywhere. They are extinct in Carlton's world. Even the rapists are female. The only thing close to being male are the genetically engineered sex toys created by the women who dominate the society for the purpose of reproduction. In RAZOR WIRE PUBIC HAIR vaginas even stand above God as the dominant force in the universe. I can dig that. It sounds very much like my own life.

-- Feoamante.com, Summer 2003

From the Inside Flap
"Razor Wire Pubic Hair is freaky, funny, brutal, techno-noir, limit-situation stuff set in a bad-dream future that's ultimately a metaphor for a present-day journey into the relentless nature of desire and the delicious permeability of gender. Somewhere right this second David Cronenberg, H. R. Giger, a young David Lynch, and a wizened Doug Rice are smiling because they know something extraordinary has just birthed in the Arizonan Desert of the Real. Read this, duck, and cover." - LANCE OLSEN, author of Freaknest

"I would call this a happy world to live in, with only brute body modified women and hermaphroditic sex toys, but I suppose constantly fighting off hordes of murderous rapists and needing to deposit your womb in a machine to make an ugly squishy baby would be a drawback." - JASMINE SAILING, editor/publisher Cyber-Psychos AOD

"Carlton Mellick III takes readers on an ultra-bizarre sexual nightmare with his novella 'Razor Wire Pubic Hair.' He blends a surreal landscape into a dark, hopeless future, creating disturbing, yet thought-provoking sequences of events that ultimately delve into horrors of lust and sex. This novella is a page turner of strange proportions. Your mind will twist into the shadowy points between eroticism and insanity, quickly addicted to the author's avant-guarde style. Mellick is a bizarre visionary, and this novella showcases his talented prose and twisted imaginings." - SHANE RYAN STALEY, author of I'll Be Damned

About the Author
Carlton Mellick III is one of the leading authors in the new BIZARRO genre uprising. In only a few short years, his surreal counterculture novels have drawn an international cult following despite the fact that they have been shunned by most libraries and corporate bookstores. Though frequently compared to David Lynch, Kurt Vonnegut, and even Lloyd Kaufman, Carlton Mellick III is unlike anyone you’ve experienced before. He sings for the band "Popes That Are Porn Stars" in Portland, OR.

Customer Reviews

Bizzare acid-trip in a world populated by sex
When I started reading RWPH, I thought that the Carlton Mellick III (CM3) must be writing some form of cyber-punk BDSM. As I read more, I decided that CM3 must be writing some sort of feminst punk set in a dystopic future. Then I threw that one out and decided that it must be a satire on the role of men in our society (and the "tough guy" gender roles that they are forced to play). I finally ditched that one and gave up on trying to find an answer. Then I hit the climax, no pun intended, and I was thrilled to discover that it was just about sex.

Did I say "just about sex"? I don't mean it like that. RWPH is a raw, post-apocalypic horror story that may be set in the far future... or in a man's testicles. A fleshy, yet structured, landscape where pan-sexual cells are shaped and ruled by whore-moans (hormones). Or maybe it's all in the male subconscious.

The biological and the industrial meet-clash in strong pan-sexual antagonist-protagonist characters who evoke all sorts of weird and viseral reactions from the reader. Love? Hate? Disgust? Admiration? Facination? Definitely. All those and more; the sorts of emotions for which most of us don't even have names.

I think that CM3 must have sat down one evening and said, "Huh, I guess reading a really good story must be like having really good sex."
*This book is short; you can read it in one evening. In fact, it's hard to put down. Kind of like a good lover.
*The writing-style is fuzzy. Kind of like most of us get when we're really turned on.
*It has a great period of building curiosity. Kind of like foreplay.
*It builds slowly, taking its time. ;)
*It hits a climax. Kinda of like ... does anyone need me to explain this one?
*The resolution is light and dreamy, carrying the reader off into a new place of speculation and insight.

Read it. Love it or hate it, it *will* make you think, which is why I give it five stars and an enthusiastic recommendation.

Hard to explain, even harder to put down
This book is about sex, violence,the future of the human race, gender stereotypes, procreation and recreation, and loads of leather spikes blades and all other sorts of fun. This book is sometimes disturbing, but disturbingly, this book is more often funny. It manages to be completely absurd, yet real enough to still give you the willies at times. If you like having your limits pushed, but not to the point of complete uncomfortability, then you should read this repeatedly. Yet again, Carlton Mellick the 3rd manages to mush together a million tiny little ideas and interests, tie them with dirty twine, process them through a million different fetishes and compress them into a wholly original and throughly enjoyable story. How exactly he does it, we may never ever know.

Hoota Beast ISO Razor Toy
First of all, if you're walking into this experience expecting the standard Victorian storytelling experience that is still prevalent to this day (y'know, person's name followed by their history and the setting described in infinite detail, to make the reader feel omnipotent) then you'll be sadly disappointed. This is a bizarro book, meaning, it follows the bizarro mode of operation. As with any bizarro book, remember: reality is for people who can't handle fiction.

The story itself is a study of relationship dynamics between semi-human and even less semi-human androidish beings in a bleak future. The characters aren't as vibrant as in some of CM3's other work, but the sheer enormity of their unusual attributes more than makes them worth studying. I kind of guessed how it would end, but maybe that's because I'm a WMD privy sniffer. More than anything, I love strolling through CM3's art exhibit - his is the genius of an avant film maker who instead turns to painting, using words for oil and paper for canvas. Using words in this way will no doubt send dictionary-gropers running to the authorities, but for me it's a pleasure to see English turned into a subby tart.

Some people have been disturbed by the "violence" and "sex" in this book, but I fail to see what the hubbub is about - the author doesn't go into obsessive detail in these areas, nor are the elements in question out of place. In fact, in a book about the violence of relationships how can you not have sex or violence, or the combination thereof?

This seems to be the book where CM3 really hit his stride, and I'd recommend it as an introduction to his work for those unfamiliar with him. If you're into fast-paced books loaded with unusual visuals, this is for you. And now, if you'll excuse me, I aim to play a game or two of black spider before the night is through...