So many of you have forwarded me the articles regarding author Jessica Blair, who is really an 89 year old gentleman named Bill Spence:
The grandfather from Ampleforth, North Yorkshire, was told his books would need to be printed under a feminine moniker if he wanted them to sell – and so his pseudonym Jessica Blair was born.
Bill, 89, has so far written 22 romance novels under the female pen name since his first was published in 1993, with his latest, Silence of the Snow, due out this week.
I love how happy he is, and cheers to him on his success. This guy looks charming and I bet he'd be rolling fun to have a beer with.
But as CC pointed out, when she forwarded me the link to the story, have a look at his upcoming book:
To quote CC, “What on earth is she thinking in that picture?! I'm thinking she's thinking, 'Whatevs, Can we just get this over with?'“
I think we need to caption her. What do you think? OF COURSE, WE DO.
Bring your best saucy creativity and caption that cover – and for extra ?! have a look at the summary copy, which is completely confusing.
Leave your caption in the comments below. I'll pick the winners on Friday 22 February. Feel free to use the “like” button to try to sway my selection.
The winner will receive a $25 gift card to the bookstore of his or her choice, and the people's ovation and fame forever. Standard disclaimers apply: I'm not being compensated for this giveaway, except for the the slight case of hair envy I harbor now that I've seen that hairstyle. Void where prohibited. Open to international residents were permissable by applicable law. Must be over 18 and wearing corduroy to win. Everyone must love corduroy. The sound it makes was the inspiration for dubstep.
So, what's she thinking? Share! Caption that cover!
Looks like someone’s still miffed over the events of the little known prequel, “In The Ruckus of The Grass”.
“Unlike your usual trollops, I actually have a tape measure in my pocket. I don’t date…. lesser …. men.”
“Two world wars started over what’s under this corduroy skirt and two best friends buried under this snow. Now you get why it’s silent?”
“Oh hell no! I still haven’t gotten the grass stains out from the last time!”
“You really want to mess with me, pal? I just fricken froze a part of this green pasture using just the power of my scarf headband.”
I know it was your mother’s favorite outfit, but I can’t shovel snow in this….
I never fake a sarcasm.
“Erm – what?”
“Girl, bye.”
“I’m doing my kegels. Shut up or I’ll lose count.”
“If one more person asks me if I’m Kristen Stewart before the ‘bad breakup,’ I’m going to go all Twilight on you!”