February 26th, 2008
Someone put up a colorcopy flier for this book.
Now, I'm not doing this to rag on the author. People who have their books put out by Publish America have a tough row to hoe. Or ho. But does this really do the job?
Here's the backcover description:
Okay, sure, I'm a booty guy. I like, in the immortal words of Garrett Morris "...something you can hold onto and hit with a car antenna." But should it be in your backcover copy? Also, there's some repetition and strained metaphors and the conflicts are vague. Break free? Saving souls? I'm within spitting distance from the West Side and that doesn't evoke much in me. This should be shortened and simplified, make one word do the work of three -- again, imitate that awesome backcover copy of Jackie Collins. Backcovers should be specific in saying who she is, what she wants, and what that dawg is doing to poor Brooklyn. 44-DD and a big back yard just isn't giving me enough to get interested in her plight. Yes, Brooklyn has it all. But what does she want? What does she need?
Apart from a man to whap her on the butt with a car antenna, of course.
Now, I'm not doing this to rag on the author. People who have their books put out by Publish America have a tough row to hoe. Or ho. But does this really do the job?
Here's the backcover description:
If man’s desire is measured by his appetite, only a woman like Brooklyn McGarvey can be the prestige to anyone’s fulfillment. Five feet six inches, 150 pounds, with full lips, 44-DD breasts, and ample behind, she is every man’s fantasy and gives new meaning to using what you’ve got; Brooklyn’s got it and knows how to use it. At first glance Brooklyn appears to have it all. However, behind the mask, all is unveiled exposing the horrible truths; her life is in shambles. Treading in dangerous waters Brooklyn is drowning in her life of lies, deceit and adultery. Finding the web is tightly spun, she can’t break free as easily as she once thought she could. In this tale of adultery, lies, deceit, drug abuse and murder, can all be forgiven? Can the souls be saved, or is it too little too late?
Okay, sure, I'm a booty guy. I like, in the immortal words of Garrett Morris "...something you can hold onto and hit with a car antenna." But should it be in your backcover copy? Also, there's some repetition and strained metaphors and the conflicts are vague. Break free? Saving souls? I'm within spitting distance from the West Side and that doesn't evoke much in me. This should be shortened and simplified, make one word do the work of three -- again, imitate that awesome backcover copy of Jackie Collins. Backcovers should be specific in saying who she is, what she wants, and what that dawg is doing to poor Brooklyn. 44-DD and a big back yard just isn't giving me enough to get interested in her plight. Yes, Brooklyn has it all. But what does she want? What does she need?
Apart from a man to whap her on the butt with a car antenna, of course.
The Onion is always worth reading, but this one is extra worth reading.
http://www.theonion.com/content/news/vi ctim_of_mall_shooting_determined
I know just how he feels.
http://www.theonion.com/content/news/vi
I know just how he feels.
