From the start, book titles were heavy on the mind. This was the subject I originally had in mind to blog. Something was telling me to address book covers in some form or fashion, except a funny thing happened. Beyond all ironies I ended up realizing, and admitting the unfathomable.
I do not judge books by the cover, or do I?
To be fair, by chance I happened to be browsing a fellow bloggers' blog. She left a comment on a prior post complimenting the books I blog. Naturally this meant, anyone who likes books I read, has to be blogging books I want to read.
So I flipped on over to 'A Night's Dream of Books' and ended up staggering back over this way. The book covers parading on this blogger's blog are no easy chore skimming. I was that dazzled. They are simply breathtaking. Please check them out for yourself. (Again Click HERE). No exaggeration.
Now for the admission part; and man-o-man this is as difficult to admit as it is to personally acknowledge.
About to reply to my fellow blogger's comment, it dawned on me I hadn’t read the synopsis of any of the books I drooled over. Much less had I looked at the titles, a disquieting observation.
Why? How? Or more precise... exactly what happened?
Shaving off the excess here's what I learned, in 1-2-3 steps, how I select books to read.
1. First the title grabs me, leading me to 2. Read the synopsis. Once I’m sold on the synopsis, I must then have the book, leaving me with that surprising number 3… the disconcerting part.
There's just no other way to phrase this. Eye-arresting book covers trick my otherwise good judgment on selecting books to read. Apparently the title is masked, so I never even see it, or read it, much less do I get to read the synopsis.
By all means this is a major discovery requiring further research. Of all things, I could be missing a keeper!
Disclaimer: I've got to do something about my art