Who wrote the third “The Dance of the Words”? Only two authors are listed…
Catie
9 years ago
Took me a moment to realize these are two images repeated. All the dancing words make it hard to see. And these words are dancing in a very orderly fashion, it’s more like a march.
Also, I find the usage of commas in the blurb slightly confusing.
EricL
9 years ago
Them are some smart books- I can see their graduation tassels.
As for picture 2 & 3, what is that? A moss-covered ballista? A headless rower whose oar is covered by seaweed? A squashed praying mantis?
It is two people dancing. I know this only because the book had dance in the title.
If you look in the middle you can see their hands joined. One is leaning back while standing, the other is on the ground. They may not be dancing, one might just be helping the other up. Regardless, it took a minute to figure it out.
Gaudy, gaudy, gaudy. It looks like a fortune teller’s sign gone wrong with cheap, garish-colored tarot cards and illegible type.
Who writes a 240-word essay and publishes it as a stand-alone? That’s nuts! It’s barely a page double-spaced, less than a page single-spaced. It’s either awesome and powerful writing or cliche and weak rambling. Since the cover is the judge’s yardstick at the moment, I’m going with the latter option.
240 words??? There are 273 words in her bio!
Who wrote the third “The Dance of the Words”? Only two authors are listed…
Took me a moment to realize these are two images repeated. All the dancing words make it hard to see. And these words are dancing in a very orderly fashion, it’s more like a march.
Also, I find the usage of commas in the blurb slightly confusing.
Them are some smart books- I can see their graduation tassels.
As for picture 2 & 3, what is that? A moss-covered ballista? A headless rower whose oar is covered by seaweed? A squashed praying mantis?
It is two people dancing. I know this only because the book had dance in the title.
If you look in the middle you can see their hands joined. One is leaning back while standing, the other is on the ground. They may not be dancing, one might just be helping the other up. Regardless, it took a minute to figure it out.
Gaudy, gaudy, gaudy. It looks like a fortune teller’s sign gone wrong with cheap, garish-colored tarot cards and illegible type.
Who writes a 240-word essay and publishes it as a stand-alone? That’s nuts! It’s barely a page double-spaced, less than a page single-spaced. It’s either awesome and powerful writing or cliche and weak rambling. Since the cover is the judge’s yardstick at the moment, I’m going with the latter option.
Well, at least it is free and not $19.99 like some other similar one page titles out there.