This week’s great book cover is for A House in the Sky: A Memoir by Amanda Lindhout and Sara Corbett.
I love this cover. It’s minimalistic yet elegant, and it reminds me of a wood cutout.
The memoir is about a brave woman whose love of traveling leads her to Somalia, “the most dangerous place on earth,” where she’s abducted on her fourth day and held hostage for over a year. She “converts to Islam as a survival tactic, receives ‘wife lessons’ from one of her captors, and risks a daring escape,” according to the description.
It sounds good albeit upsetting.
This week’s cover selection is for Neil Gaiman’s new book, Fortunately, the Milk. Who could resist a title like that?
I mean, I can imagine someone saying, “Fortunately, we have milk.” But “fortunately, the milk”? What’s that about?
Apparently, time travel and breakfast cereal.
I can’t help but love this cover because it’s illustrated by Skottie Young, who makes Marvel characters look like cute babies. (I’m serious.)
I NEED THIS.
I’ve spotlighted some cool covers from J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter wonderful wizardry series here on the blog before, but these Swedish versions are amazing. I want them all.
Here’s one of my favorites: The Prisoner of Azkaban:
It’s Harry and Buckbeak near Hagrid’s house. Eeee!
Happy Friday! Today’s pick is The Investigation by Philippe Claudel.
The novel is “a dark fable that evokes the absurdity and alienation of existence with piercing intelligence and considerable humor.” It’s about an investigator who just can’t catch a break, and with all his bad luck, he’s supposed to solve a series of suicides — 22 in the same building makes an unusual case. The book description calls it “a wild, Kafka-esque romp through a dystopian landscape, probing the darkly comic nature of the human condition.”
Today’s book cover pick is The Teleportation Accident by Ned Beauman.
It’s a novel “about sex, violence, space, time, and how the best way to deal with history is to ignore it.”
This actually sounds pretty fun: a book about time travel and a guy who can’t get laid. It’s a weird concoction, but that seems to be Beauman’s thing. His other novel, Boxer, Beetle, mixes Nazi history and crime with a protagonist whose genetic condition makes him smell like rotting fish (P.S. that’s a real disorder).