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...score-of measuring himself against the competition. There was the possibility that his market value would never be higher. The past two years had brought him to a pinnacle of praise and publicity. He was one of the best. But the fact was that he had never made Jacqueline Susann or Erich Segal-style profits for his publishers...
ELVIS: That's the Way It Is: Jim Aubrey (former CBS executive, purported model for the most recent Jackie Susann novel) was having a bad year of it at MGM. Antonioni's Zabriskie Point had fizzled out. The Strawberry Statement hadn't caught on. Stanley Sweetheart hadn't even been heard from. Somewhere out there were all those youths, many of them paying more money to see Warner Brothers' version of Woodstock than they had paid to attend the actual event. So the MGM executives, never loath to jog after a trend, shoved a camera crew, armed with Metrocolor...
...left in Tennessee muttering, "I'll wait for ya; I ain't never going ta die." Indeed he won't. Fifty years from now he will still be surfacing as temptation in overalls, a persistent figure in women's fiction from D.H. Lawrence to Jacqueline Susann...
...tastes run more toward Günter Grass, but fiction buff Mrs. Willy Brandt, wife of the West German Chancellor, conscientiously boned up on the American novel before visiting Washington with her husband. Rut Brandt's reading choice: Jacqueline Susann's lurid Valley of the Dolls...
Sorry, Mr. Agnew. That sort of show business record makes Pet sound like the frenetic creation of some monstrous manager, or Jackie Susann. But those who have seen her on the concert or club stage-her natural habitat -realize that she is a diffident, dignified woman with a whimsical intelligence. She comes on with almost no preliminary patter, precious little makeup and a gown and a hairdo she does herself. There is none of the oppressive overproduction that is now the vogue in cabaret acts-the choreography down to the last twitch, the scripting of every gasp, the obtrusive gags...