




by SB Sarah • Wednesday, June 20, 2007 at 02:00 PM
Ah, our wonderful Bitchery readers. The best covers ever come from our intrepid readers, who risk breaking their scanners to provide us with romance cover horrors from the way back machine, and the not so far back machine.
First, two covers from Josefina, who says she is house sitting in a home filled with romance novels from long long ago, some of which are scary, scary things.
Sarah: If you’re in a boat that appears to be on fire, I’d say prenatal status and the absence footwear are the least of your problems.
Candy: They see me rowin’, they hatin’,
I know they’re all thinkin’ I’m so white and yuppie
Think I’m just so white and yuppie
Think I’m just so white and yuppie
Can’t you see I’m white and yuppie
Wearing SPF 50
Sarah: Is the spectre named “Poncy?” Or just “Ugly Shorts?”
Candy: I don’t know about “blithe,” but I think at least one of those spirits was gay.
Sarah: And can we talk about the demon pug? That’s seriously the creepiest dog I’ve seen, and usually pugs are just adorable.
Candy: Dude! That’s no pug! That’s Kuato! Give ‘im a break; he is a partially resorpted twin, after all.
Finally, this cover comes from an anonymous reader who asks us not to share her name. Thanks, anonymous!
Sarah: Dear Diary. Today I killed a man with my shoe. Fortunately the shoe was red. Equally fortunate, there was a cover artist from Harlequin there to record the whole thing. The End.
Candy: Gawd. I can just see this as the premise of some awful, awful chick-lit romantic suspense. She’s a ditzy personal-assistant-turned-assassin with a shoe fetish, and when her boss tells her to use stilettos, she uses stilletos. :weeps:

06.20.07 at 02:09 PM |