Battered: The Monster Among Us (Toxic Thoughts Book 1)
Maybe the covers to child abuse memoirs are universally bad because no one wants to say ANYTHING critical.
Battered: The Monster Among Us (Toxic Thoughts Book 1)
Maybe the covers to child abuse memoirs are universally bad because no one wants to say ANYTHING critical.
Richard Marsh’s greatest commercial success, The Beetle, is a story about a mysterious oriental person who pursues a British politician to London, where he wreaks havoc with his powers of hypnosis and shape-shifting. The story is narrated from the perspectives of multiple characters to create suspense. The novel engages with numerous themes and problems of the Victorian fin de siècle, including the New Woman, unemployment and urban destitution, radical politics, homosexuality, science, and Britain’s imperial engagements (in particular those in Egypt and the Sudan).
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Uh huh. Could you maybe write the description so that it DOESN’T sound like a junior high book report?
THE ETERNAL POLICEMAN: A Supernatural Thriller
“Hmm… It’s a nice cover, but I think just having the word “policeman” in the title isn’t policey enough. Could you up the policeness somehow?”
The Great Chase: The Fourth and Concluding Story in the Prop Master Series
And then some days I say, “Maybe my species DOESN’T need to continue.”
This collection of short stories, fictional non-fiction stories in which the truth is embedded, takes the reader on a journey through the early days of the lives of extremely premature infants and their families and caretakers. These are stories that are replete with examples of devotion, dedication, and love. I hope that I have succeeded in conveying the degree to which we were all moved and our lives deepened by having known these little ones, having been given the gift of being a part of their destinies.
Sorry, I kinda got high-centered on “fictional non-fiction stories.”
The title font alone would be enough to justify this cover’s inclusion here. But the bleeding gun is the icing on the cake.
So according to the reflection, there’s actually a huge translucent head wandering around the estate. [facepalm]