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honeymonsterWent to the library this morning before the snow made driving impossible rather than just hazardous. Three books I'd ordered were in. Except that one was a book I'd returned the last time I was there.
Okay, so two books. One I'm pretty sure I read four years ago, but it can't hurt to try again. The other.. They're both bookbinding manuals, right? The one I'm talking about is a big, glossy book. Lots of pictures. I read a book the author did on decorating paper, and that was fairly interesting.
The whole book is sort of, "here is one way of binding a book. Now, I'm going to show you a bunch of variations and call them different things." Then she tells you how to fuck up your book by sticking a bunch of tacky junk on it.
Here's the worst one:
Even if you like pink and cherubs and such, you have to admit this thing is way overdone.
Okay, so two books. One I'm pretty sure I read four years ago, but it can't hurt to try again. The other.. They're both bookbinding manuals, right? The one I'm talking about is a big, glossy book. Lots of pictures. I read a book the author did on decorating paper, and that was fairly interesting.
The whole book is sort of, "here is one way of binding a book. Now, I'm going to show you a bunch of variations and call them different things." Then she tells you how to fuck up your book by sticking a bunch of tacky junk on it.
Here's the worst one:
