Lord of the Gross Covers

I have procrastinated writing this blog long enough. The reason for that being that I hated Wuthering Heights and I don't know how to write a summarizing blog post that doesn't sound completely redundant. I've kind of said all I have to say about Wuthering Heights. Blah.

I'm going to go grab Eclipse so that I can read that part where Edward relates to Heathcliff. You will not notice my lack of presence.

Aha! I'm back. Yeah, I cannot leaf through that book looking for a single Heathcliff quotation. You will live without it or you will look it up on your own. The internet is a magical place, or so I hear.

Plus, I'm busy. Some people may say that watching Gilmore Girls does not equate to busy; I will differ here. I think I'm going to reread Eclipse. Parts of it, anyway. I don't like the parts with Jacob.

I love Jess.

My next book is Lord of the Flies. I am excited about this because three years ago someone told me it was her favourite book and I was going to read it. I got it out of the library and it sat on my shelf for three weeks and then I returned it. And now I have it again.

I am not excited about reading it because I got the gross cover. I wanted this cover:

I got this cover:

Ew. I don't want to be seen with this book. Plus, everyone who sees me reading it is going to think I'm reading it for school. I hate that. Yes, covers and people thinking I'm another schoolie is sort of vain, but there it is.

I have to go read a book with a gross pig on the cover. Seriously, what was the marketing department thinking? Oh yeah, let's put a bleeding pig on the cover. That'll make the kids buy 'em like hotcakes. Yum.