AGENT OF ENTROPY, Martin Siegel, Lancer, 1969
THE UNREAL PEOPLE, Martin Siegel, Lancer, 1973
The Sixties were often all about youth. Young doers, young ideas. Not always, of course, as such seminal Sixties figures as Neal Cassady and Allen Ginsberg, both born 1926 and in their forties by then, remind us.
Martin Siegel, unremembered today, with few biographical tidbits extant, would have been 27 years old when his first novel came out. Hardly a prodigy of the Delany mold, but still part of the current happening generation. He died in 1972, aged 31, of leukemia, as the CLUTEPEDIA tells us, so his second and last book came out posthumously.
I think you can see from the blurbs on the backcovers that this was not your father's SF. Besides hardcore New Wave stuff, the genre experienced a trickle-down effect of grooviness even in its mainline offerings.
Give a passing thought to Martin Siegel and his unfulfilled career.
Posted by Paul DiFi.