March 14, 2011

I fear I am in love with another man.

His name is Eric. He works for Quirk Publishing. And he sends me free books. Shhhh, don't tell FarmBoy. I'm not sure he could handle the shock. Besides, I've already crushed him twice this weekend by pointing out that his legs and fingers aren't what one would call long. I'd hate for him to find out I'm secretly pining for a man who works with literature.

If you've been here for any length of time, you may recall that I've been involved with the folks at Quirk Classics for the past year or so. I've had the opportunity to read advanced copies of Pride & Prejudice & Zombies: Dawn of the Dreadfuls and Android Karenina for their Blogsplosion events. Just last week I got my newest book in the mail: Pride & Prejudice & Zombies: Dreadfully Ever After. *happy sigh*

I will tell you more about it on the twenty-second of this month.

The day after I finished reading it, another package arrived in the mail....a second copy with a small bonus. I've decided the second copy will be a Blogsplosion Give Away (contain yourselves, folks). But the small bonus was what really piqued my interest.

It was a small booklet with an odd photograph of a little girl on the cover. As I am a sucker for old photos, it immediately made me forget about the housework that lingered and the lunch I should have been cooking for Husband. Instead I flopped down on the living room floor and dug in.

Much to my chagrin, I soon realized that this was not the full book. No, those horrid people at Quirk Books had send me an advanced copy of the first few chapters. Just enough, as I told Eric, to reel me in like a herring. Now I feel I am flopping around on deck waiting for someone to toss me back in the brink.

Luckily, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children (as the book is titled) is set to be released in June and that lovely man, Eric, has promised to put my name on the list of folks needing to review it. Yes, I said needing.

This may be the beginning of a beautiful friendship....and my new career as a literary critic. I can so do long as no one expects me to follow general rules of grammer or be able to spell.


Inkling said...

This is so wonderful. I am glad people like you who want to read adulterated literature exist so that people like Eric feel like they are doing this world a service. Because people like me would only make him wonder if he should start looking for another day job. I mean really, who messes with Mr. Darcy on purpose? =)

Seriously, very fun news. I think it's cool that you have a new career. Did you ask Eric if it comes with a salary eventually? And maybe a company jet that flies to Canada? Because I could get enthusiastic about that kind of thing.

Eric said...

*blush!* why thank you. Hope you enjoy the book! :)

Note to self: Don't email Inkling. She will make you cry.

Inkling said...

Aw, Eric, I wouldn't really cause you to need a counselor or even one teeny tiny kleenex. I'm actually pretty nice when I'm not trying to be humorously snarky. And I'd even be extra nice if you provide my cousin with a way to visit me in Canada. And you can console yourself with the fact that you are actually working in publishing, while I am just a Mr. Darcy purist who only dreams of working in your field. Do you feel better now?