James Bond Uncollected Short Stories - Other Authors

Other Authors

Three stories published without sanction from Glidrose warrant mention.

Cyril Connolly's short story Bond Strikes Camp first appeared in the April issue of The London Magazine. Although a parody, the story clearly mentions Bond by name and code number. An expensive, privately-printed edition of only fifty copies was done for the Shenval Press in 1963. Soon after, the story appeared in Connolly's miscellany collection Previous Convictions.

Will Self's story License to Hug appeared in the November 1995 issue of Esquire. Bond goes to Holland to kill an IRA hitman involved in drug smuggling. This story, part thriller, part satire on modern life, also mentions Bond by name and code number. Sorrell Kerbel notes that "Self proves just as adept at skewering by mimicry the stiff upper lip style and macho substance of Ian Fleming's James Bond books as he is at pillorying the brave new world of political correctness (with its very own thought police) in which the 'Therapeutic Hug and Stroke' is the weapon of choice."

The Harvard Lampoon, responsible for the Bond spoof Alligator, published another "J*mes B*nd" story. Toadstool appeared in the 1966 Harvard Lampoon parody of Playboy magazine (PL*YB*Y).

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