My Library

Sex novels (of all kinds) were the utter rage in 1972, and the market for them was booming. Every housewife and college professor was struggling to produce one. And I bought and read dozens of them in preparation for my new career in this regard, a career which I hoped would launch me as an author into bigger and better novels. Most of what I read in this regard was really very bad and sexually not very stimulating. In any event, although my heart was still with the experiments, they now took up most of my active brain -- and I was tired of them and the constant challenge to succeed. I only wanted to exchange some ideas about theoretical stuff with Puthoff -- and that we could so through the mail or over the telephone. He continued to broach the topic of my coming out to SRI. I kept saying "perhaps," or "maybe." Besides, SRI had never had a psychic research project, and it WAS the nation's second largest very mainstream think-tank. I could easily imagine the ensuing difficulties -- and all of which in fact later did come true. Meanwhile, whether or not the formal OOB experiments succeeded or failed, Janet and Dr. Osis had already decided that they had achieved significant information regarding brain activity.