I think I might be a bit shallow
Because I love to judge a book
By just how beautiful
The cover has been made.
Hardback, with pretty little end papers
That give the most subtle of clues.
Where will the story go?
And will my main character
Kiss the girl at the end?
The most beautiful of books
All stand on show
Like a catwalk of models
While their uglier sisters
Hide just behind them,
Make up brushes in hand
And jealousy burning
Through their sepia pages.
Yes, you can call it quite shallow
But I cherish these beauties
Regardless of content.
Does anyone else really love a pretty book cover? As an avid reader the stories that I love, they colour my world, but the covers that colour my shelves are almost as important.
I have read some books that I’ve hated but I have kept hold of the physical copy purely because the cover is beautiful. And I live in a tiny little flat so I have to be very selective about what I keep and what gets shipped off to the charity shop.
I have a particular thing about end papers. I think that they can be the most beautiful thing about a book and I would love to design them for publishers. It’s one of those weird jobs that you can’t tell people you would like to do because they would look at you like you’re a bit odd.
I’m sure that loads of you have something in your life that makes you feel a bit shallow. Perhaps it’s not being able to leave the house without make up. But if you love the art of putting it on and get genuine pleasure from experimenting with it, then is it really shallow? I don’t think so at all.
In these times we should be hanging onto anything that brings us joy and things that are pleasing to the eye are an important part of that. Take pleasure in these little things and don’t feel ashamed and I’m telling you this as I rearrange my bookshelf into rainbow order.