Word: blurbing
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Sloppy research Opening blurb refers to "Dark Ages"--a gauche term--plus the movie actually takes place in the early Renaissance; priest mixes up Latin grammar; Joan's brother did not die during the attack on Paris...
...well, Monimals are furry, decorative computer-monitor covers. With one, you can gussy up your screen so it looks like a cow, for instance. Or a moose. Whatever. I can't ignore the wretched things. The No. 1 question among Personal Technology readers? "Where can I get one?" The blurb we ran about Monimals some months ago gave its website www.monimals.com as the sole point of contact. Tragically, the site doesn't tell you where to buy one in the U.S. And, until recently, I couldn't answer your questions. Then, a month ago, kismet. I was at a sushi...
...Publishers Weekly blurb for the novel Billy Dead notes that it is "reminiscent of Dorothy Allison," and on the surface this comparison is very apt. Like Allison's most famous work, Bastard out of Carolina, Lisa Reardon's debut novel deals with the effect of abuse on the children of a working-class white family and is narrated by one of the children, Ray, now grown up. Ultimately, however, for various reasons Billy Dead is a weaker and less interesting work than its predecessor...
...played by the Yama Yama Man" and "Serenades for Sex Kittens." In particular, the shop specializes in Jazz, Blues, Classic Rock and "Roots" music. Seekers of Chumba Wumba and Olivia Newton John will have to look elsewhere for their fix of mainstream pop and other musical schlock. A written blurb really cannot do justice to this unique source of hifi records and rare gems of the forgotten eras. The titles undoubtedly speak for themselves: "Music to grow Plants," "Music for the Halfassed," "Polka Encounters of the Honky Kind," and "Music for Washing and Ironing" among others. The bust of Elvis...
Most beginning poets don't have to face ravenous public curiosity about their private lives and past histories. Frieda Hughes should be so fortunate. The dust-jacket blurb on her first book of poems, Wooroloo (HarperFlamingo; $20), alludes delicately to the author's "unusual literary pedigree," which only fires curiosity while pretending to discourage it. For Frieda Hughes is the daughter of Ted Hughes, Britain's current poet laureate, and Sylvia Plath, whose stunning confessional poems written just before her 1963 suicide made her posthumously famous and, to many, a martyr-saint in the bargain. The Hughes-Plath story...