I was browsing http://www.goodreads.com/ this morning….and I realized something.
I am a Book Snob.
I choose books to read by their cover- a LOT. I mean to tell you….I have never realized how turned off I get by a bad cover. In person, at book sales or at the library, I will pick up a book for a good cover. THEN I will look at and read the description. IF I am looking for a specific book (recommended or favorite author), I will actually not pick something up if the cover doesn’t interest me. Even if it is an E-book and the description rocks, I find myself looking for reviews before reluctantly adding it to my book bag, if the cover sucks.
I am sure that everyone looks for specific words that interest them. I notice that words call to me…words like Dystopian, Paranormal, creepy, and ghostly. These are some of the words that lead me. I follow them into the shelves, reviews, and various websites. I open books by authors unknown, self published, and trampled on by others. But only if the cover is interesting. I am worried that I miss out on some good books this way- but there it is.
Sad, but true. So…Authors?!? Listen up.
You need to rock a cover. Even if your name is John Saul, Stephen King, or Laurell K Hamilton. I actually stopped reading Stephen King because his covers are…unremarkable (and his writing has become, IMHO, a little pretentious). Yet, I picked UP a John Saul, having not read him for years, and dived in gratefully- due to interesting cover art.
On a side note: Putting a shirtless/ripped open/half-naked man on the cover of a book is NOT a good marketing strategy. Lots of adult women get over that in their teens, and prefer a little subtlety. I turn away with an eye roll when I see these covers. Makes me wonder about the weakness of your plot, if you have to stoop that way. Again, just my opinion.
19 years ago my beautiful daughter was born: independant from the start, stubborn, and beautiful as all get out.
I am proud of her. Simple truth. I also miss her so much my heart hurts. But I know that I miss the girl she was- the happy swimmer who always brought the smell of chlorine to the room, had her nose in a journal of some sort, and loved her brother with a ferocity rarely seen. The women she is growing in to is a new presence- struggling to make her own way, fighting to not be pegged, and wanting something still unknown. I want to know this
girl women. I hope I get that chance. She is so far away right now, and I feel every mile.
Happy Birthday Tator Tot. We love you here.
Happy May Day- Happy Spring!
I am going to attempt (again) the blog challenge found here:
Mostly on FB- but here is my May 1 pic (and yes, I cheated. I am using a photo I took a few weeks ago- I kinda forgot about it until http://coffeeandprozac.wordpress.com/ (AKA Kelli) reminded me about it. I will try to do better.)
Gosh I say that a lot.
What is more peaceful than a sweet caterpillar on a warm Spring day?
It’s even 9AM and I have already moved my plants around, rearranged some furniture, and planted some new seeds. Mainly because I cleaned the fridge out yesterday so that, while it’s clean….it is also empty. So my breakfast was extra coffee.
I have moved Big Mama to the sun porch….and it was SO comical that I had to do it when no one was home to watch me. During the colder months, she perches on the TV cabinet in the living room, and I spread her arms out. On one side, I weave her branches through some cool metal grids that I have on the wall, while the other side stretches out to a convenient lamp hook in the ceiling. So…..to move her, I have to:
- Move everything else off- which entails me hopping onto the end of the love seat on one side, and standing on the chair on the other. All pictures, nick knacks, and other plants get moved first. (See large pile in the middle of my living room floor)
- Pull Big Mama forward to the front, then s l o w l y disentangle her arms from what they have grown around…again, jumping up and down on the furniture, and trying not to hurt her. (I am murmuring sweet nothings into her leaves at this point, so she doesn’t freak out too much and just drop all her leaves)
- Ending up with her extra long arms draped over both shoulders (and across the room behind me)- I carefully lift Big Mama down….and she is heavy.
- Do a “stooge walk” across the house… trying to drag her arms behind me, but not catch them on anything. I had to make it around the dining room table- a comedy in itself, since I was basically dancing my hips (violently) back and forth trying to get the arms around the table. Did I mention that she is heavy?!?!
- Sit Big Mama into place, keeping her arms around me….and step slowly back. Drop arms carefully down on each side.
- Spend next 30 minutes draping her arms and leaves, gently detangling the branches. Move other plants around, because clearly….this plant is the Queen.
Talking gently and reassuring Big Mama the whole time is key. I want her to know that she will adore the Spring and Summer warmth and sunshine, once she gets all comfy. (And forgives me for jostling her around.)
Big Mama has grown since last years move! She reaches almost all the way across the porch. I had to move into panorama mode, and still had to marry the photos to get her girth. Check her out!
My Mama spider and her babies (newly transplanted I hope they make it, I have never done that before) had to be moved inside for the moment, until I can make room for them on the other side of the porch. For now, they are in a place of honor in the living room.
They seem very “limp” right now, but since they are all recently repotted- I am hoping they perk up.
Maybe I should sprinkle some coffee beans in their pots? *grin*
The past few days have been KILLER- and not in a good way.
SO, to lighten things up, I thought I would share some facts that you may or may not know.
Prepare to laugh:
- More than 10 people are killed by vending machines per year!
- To burn off a Big Mac, fry, and super sized Coke- you would have to walk 7 miles STRAIGHT!
- Cash machines are DIRTIER than public toilets.
- The can opener was invented 48 YEARS after the can.
- Cherophobia = Fear of FUN
- The dried foodstuff used by the military was originally created to be rehydrated by urine.
- Chewing gum is known to boost your brain power!
- Taiwan has a Hello Kitty themed hospital.
- There is a town in Pennsylvania named Intercourse!
- Over 1000 birds a year die from smashing into windows.
And my favorite: Myopia is associated with higher IQ.
Yep- I knew my sexy glasses were more than just cute!