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Introductions can be so awkward, can’t they? My staff bio will tell you about 90% of what you need to know about me; but let’s be honest, that remaining 10% is way more fun. When I’m not reading or writing, I bake and adhere to the philosophy that the more one swears in the kitchen, the better the food will taste. Frivolity is one of my favorite things in the world (ask me about my chartreuse glitter nail polish). My mother is convinced that the corner of my bedroom where I stack my books will someday come crashing through her bedroom ceiling from the weight, a theory I test every chance I get.
In spite of these minor escapades, I’m actually not much of a risk-taker. Except, apparently, when it comes to choosing books. It started about a year ago during a family trip to New York City. We were hanging around Bleecker St., waiting for a food tour to begin. This part of the city is a goldmine for tiny bookstores that treat the sidewalk as an extended storefront. At one of these literary holes-in-the-wall, I found a book with a pretty cover but knew nothing about the author; there was just something I liked about the thing, so what was there to lose aside from $5.95?
For better or worse, I was going to read and review this mysterious little book – my kind of adventure. And so Judging a Book By Its Cover was born. It’s something we’re warned against as kids, but I’m pretty sure the grown-ups weren’t being literal. I, however, am being literal. If a cover catches my eye for any reason – pretty, ugly, funny, simply puzzling – I’ll give it a chance. Maybe it’ll be great and maybe it won’t. It’s a risk I’m willing to take.
Oh, and you can always find me on Twitter @OhEmGillie if you’re into that sort of thing.