Deep in the hot swamplands of the South, a desperate man on-the-run meets a woman of raw, natural beauty whose ravenous sexual desires could lead them both to sweet, ecstatic ruin.John Burton Thompson (1911-1994) wrote 75 books under various pseudonyms. His novels were marketed as "sexy books" but he had literary aspirations...and he often achieved them with his strong characters, rich writing, and provocative plots, which were psychological and cultural dramas mostly set in his native Louisiana.
Written in 1962 Thompson’s literary and elegant prose are a poor fit for a swamp sleaze novel and I found myself skimming and looking forward to the end of the book. The first three quarters of the book are alternating expository character studies introducing the two main characters, and the last quarter their inexplicable meeting in a Louisiana swamp. The author doesn’t seem to have a good grasp on male/female relationships providing a series of bizarre and nonsensical romantic and sex scenes. The solid prose and dialog were enough to keep me from ditching the book, but Thompson’s fine writing skills aren’t enough to redeem this snorefest. One star.