“Making a friend…is it ‘making’ or ‘allowing’? I don’t know.”
I’m still agnostic. But in the words of Elton Richards, I’m now a reverent agnostic. Which isn’t an oxymoron, I swear. I now believe that whether or not there’s a God, there is such a thing as sacredness. Life is sacred. The Sabbath can be a sacred day. Prayer can be a sacred ritual. There is something transcendent, beyond the everyday. It’s possible that humans created this sacredness ourselves, but that doesn’t take away from its power or importance.
This is the secret to life.
Politicalprof: David Foster Wallace explains it all to you. Listen.
There is no way to overstate how much we recommend taking 10 minutes to watch this video.
This is so good and so important to me
gets better every time
always you three
I #coverflipped one of my favourite YA books: Heist Society by Ally Carter. Feat a cheeky bit of Kandinsky (appropriate).
This is great. Inspired by Maureen Johnson, designers all over the Internet are imagining what the covers of novels written by women might look like had they been written by men and vice versa.
This cover flipping is a great reminder of the deep-rooted sexism in the publishing industry.
I would add that male authors rarely get awesome Kandinsky-ish, abstract covers either. (And when they do, the books rarely sell well.) It was a huge struggle, for instance, to get enough support for the minimalist, abstract cover The Fault in Our Stars ended up getting, because so much market research and anecdotal evidence indicates that such covers fail to attract readers. I believed in “treating the novel as if it were a genuinely good novel,” as I said over and over, but ultimately it happened not because of me but because 1. Rodrigo Corral is a very famous cover designer, 2. my publisher Julie Strauss-Gabel would not accept anything else, and 3. the head of sales, Felicia Frazier, had faith in Julie’s vision for the book. That’s a fortunate and rare combination.
Other cool cover flips can be found here.
It’s weird that pirates would go from shore to shore looking for buried treasure when the real treasure was in the friendships they were making
Blue Grass and Fireflies