It is strange how a train of thought can quickly end up on a side spur.
A friend and I were talking on the phone about I don't know what and suddenly she said the name of a movie, which I've now forgotten, and we both exclaimed that we never understood what the movie was about. We chattered about this movie for a few minutes before I said, "Bullet." Long pause from her. I then said, "What was it about?" She said, "Yeah, well... McQueen...it didn't really matter." Then she said, "Oh, oh...Natalie Wood" to which I said, "Yes! Yes! Love With the Proper Stranger!" She sighed. I sighed. Then I told her I had a tie-in paperback from the movie. This then led to her saying, "And that other Natalie Wood movie...with Redford...and a train." Long pause from both of us, trying to remember the name of it. I said, "Coppola wrote it." Nothing. Then we both were throwing out scenes until I finally yelled, "This Property is Condemned!" More sighs. And I reminded her the young girl in it was the young girl from To Kill a Mockingbird. And somehow I ended up telling her I also had a tie-in paperback from Hud with Paul Newman on the cover and said it was one of the sexiest covers I'd ever seen.
So that's how I ended up here. McQueen.
I don't purposely collect movie/tv tie-in books. They've just sort of formed a stack. Several of them were bought when I was a teenager, had seen a movie, and wanted to read the book. Then somewhere along the line I'd find them in thrift stores and buy them for a quarter. Soon I had a collection. It wasn't until I was at an event at the Mill Valley Film Festival that I realized this was an actual collectors item. Someone had a collection displayed, as I recall they were in a case. I was sort of dumbfounded. "Whoa, somebody else collects these things?" Okay, that meant there was potential competition at the junk stores. So now I take better care of my little old yellowed paperbacks. I know that somewhere out in the darkness someone covets my stash.