Well, gee—
My copy of the three-armed lady isn’t new, but is in very good shape for its age… and signed to boot. The connecting story, Candle in the Window, is also signed. Perhaps I should move them…
Monica Jackson takes on some of the covers for the top 100 romance novels at Barnes and Noble and Amazon. I laughed until I coughed. Sarah and I may be out of a job if she ever decides to turn cover snarking into a regular feature on her site.
(OK, not out of a job. Out of a hobby. A hobby that’s generated an amazing number of visitors.)
Dude with much time on his hands reads a bunch of romance novels and analyzes the contents of the sex scenes within; presents results in hilarious fashion. He even breaks down the frequency of words used to describe breasts, penises and other body parts. Check it out.
Oh boy. Check out the new contest Kate Rothwell has set up.
The “cover art” she’s chosen is… Damn. Just go look.
I love that I can spend another day putting off trying to illustrate the new clutch shaft Engineering has decided to inflict on us so I can think up delicious blurbs for this contest.
And Meljean has constructed rock-solid arguments on why this is so.
Please. Read her article. It will open your eyes--and heal your gout, too, should you be gouty, that is.
Rebecca Brandewyne wrote a piece about how much she misses purple prose on Romancing the Blog. Go check it out; I left a long-ass comment that I probably should’ve posted here, and I have even MORE I want to say, so I’ll weigh in later with even more words. Whee!