Monday, February 25, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Your Favorite Book Cover?
Question: What is your favorite book cover?
Feel free to offer numerous titles. If you’re up for it, I’d love to hear your reasons, whatever they may be.
Have you ever bought a book based solely on the cover?
Please, anyone at all, I am beyond curious about others answers! The reasons are below- but even if you don’t read them, I’d really like to have your responses anyway.
In the past few days it has come to my attention that the majority of book covers are incredibly ugly. Most of them show a complete lack of care or interest; this annoys me because, really, what’s contained inside is usually of the opposite nature. This is a stunning revelation on my part, for many reasons. Were you to look in on me at any moment in time, you’d see me surrounded by a room walled with spines atop cherry horizons. Pillars of proof and prose, awaiting the addition of new wooden apartments. Shorter stacks rest upon every surface, recently researched pages resting next to pillows. This trail of definition follows me throughout my house and a few even manage to travel on a daily basis with me to and fro. You could make no mistake on this matter; the tangible book is something I truly love. So, even to myself, it seems incredibly silly that before now I have been unaware of the lack of visual appeal that most book covers possess.
But, alas, I see.
Though this epiphany will make absolutely no difference in my reading patterns, it is something I’m strangely intrigued by. Possibly because I’m in awe of the fact that I can be so utterly unperceptive. This I feel surpasses my usual ability (others tend to not use the word ability…) to be completely unaware of the world around me.
It became a bit of a project. I have wandered among store shelves looking for the aesthetic attraction - a new and interesting action for me. I tried my hardest to find books among my collection that I may have unknowingly bought solely on the cover… this was to no avail, for even those that may appear to fit the description, I actually found interest in the contained paper.
So, again, I ask for your input concerning this tangent I’ve stumbled off on.
Happy Searching!
Feel free to offer numerous titles. If you’re up for it, I’d love to hear your reasons, whatever they may be.
Have you ever bought a book based solely on the cover?
Please, anyone at all, I am beyond curious about others answers! The reasons are below- but even if you don’t read them, I’d really like to have your responses anyway.
In the past few days it has come to my attention that the majority of book covers are incredibly ugly. Most of them show a complete lack of care or interest; this annoys me because, really, what’s contained inside is usually of the opposite nature. This is a stunning revelation on my part, for many reasons. Were you to look in on me at any moment in time, you’d see me surrounded by a room walled with spines atop cherry horizons. Pillars of proof and prose, awaiting the addition of new wooden apartments. Shorter stacks rest upon every surface, recently researched pages resting next to pillows. This trail of definition follows me throughout my house and a few even manage to travel on a daily basis with me to and fro. You could make no mistake on this matter; the tangible book is something I truly love. So, even to myself, it seems incredibly silly that before now I have been unaware of the lack of visual appeal that most book covers possess.
But, alas, I see.
Though this epiphany will make absolutely no difference in my reading patterns, it is something I’m strangely intrigued by. Possibly because I’m in awe of the fact that I can be so utterly unperceptive. This I feel surpasses my usual ability (others tend to not use the word ability…) to be completely unaware of the world around me.
It became a bit of a project. I have wandered among store shelves looking for the aesthetic attraction - a new and interesting action for me. I tried my hardest to find books among my collection that I may have unknowingly bought solely on the cover… this was to no avail, for even those that may appear to fit the description, I actually found interest in the contained paper.
So, again, I ask for your input concerning this tangent I’ve stumbled off on.
Happy Searching!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
From Vine to Virtue; Veritas
The first sound I can remember hearing, a sound so pristinely embedded in my memory, the one that concocts the framework of my senses, the carnal inertia of my illiquid reality;
the uncorking of a bottle.
The echos playing with the vulgar aria that had been uncaged as it bounced around forgotten corners, flowing gracefully through the marbled hallways of my childhood.
Crimson Bacchanal; life's blood.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
A Book and a Beer
Bookstores and bars are of the same nature. Filled with people who are actually very much alike.
In both you will find yourself amongst a group of individuals all searching for something. Searching for
a release,
a mask,
an identity,
an epiphany,
an escape,
peace of mind,
a companion.
These worlds seem to seldom collide, sadly. But if you happen to see, perhaps, a man with a pint in front of him and an open book in his hands...
Take note that you are gazing upon a completely content man.
That, or he is insane.
There may be little difference between the two. Who knows.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Day One; of a Blog
All important information is useless.
Just ask the guy who beats you at bar trivia. Then ask the guy who never wins.
To both, I'm sure, their useless information is rather important.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)