I have an odd imagination; my husband tells me this constantly. I think of the oddest of things at times when you might least expect it. For instance, I glimpsed this morning’s newsletter with last week’s blog post opening sentence and I said to myself, “What kind of personalities would book genres be if they were people?” And then I thought that might make for an interesting blog post; so here goes…
Obligatory disclaimer: There are hundreds of genres and sub-genres and if I attempt to figure them all out we’ll be here all year so I
As an avid horror reader in my teenaged years, my mother would often caution me about how much of “that trash” I read, to be careful I didn’t fill my head with horrors so terrible that it tainted my soul. My mother is quite religious and thus the “taint your soul” aspect of her cautions were almost inevitable. Her argument was that we become what we fill our hearts and minds with. Thus if I read too much horror stories, I would become horrible myself.
I guess there might be a certain amount of logic in that. Lately,
When the Kindle first hit the market, we were all still trying to figure out how Amazon was going to be engineering the move from hardback books to digital formatting. At first, the offerings were limited and in some cases the quality was sub-standard. OCR software mistakes were obvious and irritating. Gradually, however, the Kindle library grew in both quantity and quality as more and more books became available in digital form.
I think Amazon neglected to put enough checks in place, however, because in early to mid 2009, they were at the center of a furore over