Who Likes Cover Flats?
Checked the mail yesterday after being gone Friday and Saturday for the PNWA Writer’s Conference (a great time was had with my agent, writers and everybody) and what did I find?
Only this…
So lots of stuff changed in the mass-market paperback scaledown. But I’m all about the new tagline: The ghoul can’t help it. Pleases me for reasons I can’t even begin to articulate. Number one, I think it might have been accidental, but the first image that comes to mind is Divine in Pink Flamingos…
Did you stick around to watch her pee on the lawn? Well anyway, I could be wrong and the marketing peeps at Kensington could have totally been thinking of that scene. They should have, at the very least.
Anyways. I’m giving away 5 cover flats to random commenters on the blog here and at livejournal, but let’s make it fun. Tell me what you can’t help doing. For me, I can’t help taking a conversation to the dirtiest place possible, oftentimes (as my wife will attest) taking it way too far. How about you?
I can’t help being a pack rat…. I have too many collectibles and too many books… LOL Living in a 120 yo house that has 9 foot bedrooms but 11 foot hallway with 5 men and only one closet poses a problem…. I would love a cover…. got a few recently and am planning a big framed collection… would love to add yours to it… thansk
I can’t help entering any contest that comes to my attention. LOL
Awesome tagline BTW…
how funny – I have the very same affliction. I can make anything dirty. It’s a talent. A virtue, at the very least. And I have a reputation for it now…
I can’t help but be afraid of the pop canned biscuits make.
Ooh. I like that one Denise.
Hehehehe! Love the tag line although it makes me think of so many other things! The cover is cool too, BTW.
I can’t help drinking coffee. When I was pregnant I almost cried when the Doctor told me to moderate my caffeine. I loathe decafe. It is not the same if you dont get a nice boost.\
OMG-Divine is a hoot! I don’t know how s(he) walks in those heels. Love the song in the background too. “She makes grandpa feel like 21″ LOL
Anyway, one of the things I seem to not help but doing again and again is, poking the bear (so to speak). I tend to push a conversation or an explaination too far, some things I just can’t let go (shrugs). I should have learned long ago that less is more…
Mark, I make my daughter open them. She thinks it’s funny to chase me around the house with it. Imagine how I look running away from my 11 year old daughter that’s holding a can of bisquits.
I can’t help buying books! print books, ebooks, books for review,….. I’m sick I tell ya, SICK! and its really not a good thing when the salespeople know you by name, even the librarians…. esp the Wal-mart booklady whom I buy cold sodas, so she’ll check in the back, just in case something, anything didn’t get put out on the shelf. I know I know, its bad LOL
Well there are a couple solid ones.
I also suffer from being prone to taking a conversation to the dirtier side. I am likely a mere padawan to your Jedi Master at it (as I have seen you drop an online conversation further than I considered before).
I also tend to have the habit of making pop culture references, and watching some of the most horrible of movies simply because I find them entertaining. It gets really bad if someone hates the movie we are watching, and I am interjecting quotes from it into the conversation.
Awesome cover flats, Mark! Movin’ on up into the big time, huh?
Hmm… I can’t help but always opening my mouth only to stick my foot in it. I have a smart mouth and it so loves to get me into trouble! LOL
But, on the lighter side, I also can’t help but relate darn near everything back to a song in some way. This is much safer than my having to make a snappy comeback, but just as irritating, I’m told.
I can’t help sticking my foot in my mouth at the worst time. Sometimes, I just say the wrong thing. I can’t help myself!
(and no, I’m not copying my answer from the person above me. I swear I had this typed before I saw her answer!!)
Nifty nifty cover flats!
I can’t help re-reading books — there are quite a few books that are getting majorly beat up and broken in because I am such a compulsive re-reader.
Plus, I’m guilty of taking conversations to the dirtier side of things. Yes, it’s true, I admit it. I know that’s hard to believe, but it’s really a problem sometimes. Well, every now and then. Once in a blue moon. Hardly ever. Or something.
I can’t help blogging about things that will annoy, embarrass, or piss off my husband. Really, he should know better than to even let me know what these things are. It’s not like he’s new around here. But if he insists on saying, “You’re not going to tell them about the fossilized dog poo,” he can’t be surprised when I blog about it, because it’s funnier that way.
I can’t help finishing other people’s sentences. If they hesitate for a second, I jump right in, trying to fill in the blanks. Drives them crazy. They call me “The Finisher”.
Trouble is, I’m guilty of hesitating myself. My kids say, “C’mon, Mom, spit it out, we haven’t got all day.”
I can’t help listing an actor’s credits whenever I see movies or certain TV shows. It’s gotten so bad, that I make a game out of it, like trivia, and quiz others about it. Even in a theater, which is awful.
My memory’s brilliant at remembering what other projects I’ve seen actors in. Even the smallest parts.
I can’t resist a straight line, a bad pun, or an obscure reference. Heck, I went to a pool party this weekend and asked where the cue sticks were…then tweeted that I’d done so.
I’m also working on my mastery of the nonverbal comment. It’s gotten to the point that if a coworker says something that can be taken the wrong way (especially with a completely literal reading), all I have to do is raise an eyebrow. Sometimes, I don’t even have to do that; they just KNOW I’ve got a comment ready….
Ha! They totally should have been thinking of that scene. That’s prefect.
Lately, I can’t help how many naps I’m taking, but I hear that’s common in the first trimester of pregnancy…
I can’t help leaving the last bite of my sandwich….I just cannot finish it
Well I can’t help thinking about Marie Osmond and her dolls for some reason. BTW I sold the one I had it was starting to creep me out. But seriously,I can’t help but to correct a person’s speech sometimes. Especially the dictionary-handicap. Oh and I have a nasty habit of putting the dog poop back in my neighbors mailbox when their dog poops in my driveway.
I cant help flipping the bird to every mother fucker that stares at me while stoped at the red light in front of my house. Im just sitting there havin’ a smoke, im not a fuckin’ monkey at the zoo.
I can’t help buying books. I have To Be Read Mountain according to friends. Just bought more books this morning. I told myself that I was going to Borders to sit in the cafe and write game reviews. I didn’t really believe me.
I would love to have a copy of the cover. I am an avid reader and collector of my favorite books. Someday I hope to include book covers in my photography portfolio. I collect book graphics, bookmarks, etc. PS as a photojournalist and a poet i love the tagline! It leads the imagination down so many long and winding roads and give the reader an extra incentive to grab and read the book.
Louise
I have the habit of making bad puns in just about any given situation
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My family hates watching TV with me since I talk to it the whole time I’m watching a movie. My husband even makes snarky comments like I don’t know honey why don’t you ask him? Nothing but smart… in my family.
It’s only as cool as the old if there is an amazing picture of you on the opposite side looking all sad.
I can’t help it, but every time I scratch my crotch I gotta hold the fingers to my nose and give ‘em a good sniff.
I can’t help it if when I put an ad in Craigslist to sell some mechanic tools an ex boyfriend left in the garage..I have sex with the guy looking at the tools…oops..just couldn’t help it.
I thought i was the only one who took conversations to the dirtiest places possible glad to see im not alone
I just cant help scoping out both sexes then commenting on them to my fiance to the point that he starts finishing my sentences cause i do it so often.