Judging a Book by Its Cover

Monday, November 18, 2013

It's the time-old saying, right? Never judge a book by its cover. We've used this term so often that it's actually become a creed to dictate not only our literary picks but our first impressions of other human beings. Basically, don't make assumptions based on appearances, because you never know what you'll find inside.
Screw that. I'm going to make all of my first impressions based on looks, because, shallow as that sounds, aesthetics are super important to me. I'll be more inclined to be near attractive people, and I'll certainly be more inclined to pick up books with beautiful, artistic, creative covers.
It's pretty simple: I'm a book cover whore. Pretty covers are my greatest weakness. It doesn't matter if I don't know shit about the book inside, or have heard nothing but bad things. If it catches my eye, I'll make a grab for it. Hell, I have an entire shelf on my goodreads dedicated to books with beautiful covers. {I've never even heard of most of them.} Beautiful book covers make me happy. Therefore, I love them.
But for me and people who are like me in this respect, this sort of book-cover bias doesn't necessarily make us evil ugly stepsisters, in my opinion. Some people just like pretty things. Nothing wrong with that.
Than again, it could get in the way of a lot of things, like passing over a potential favourite just because of its poorly designed and unappealing cover. And that kind of sucks.
{On the other hand, however, if I hear a lot of good things about a book, ugly cover or no, I'll eventually want to read it, so I suppose it's not as terrible of an affliction as it could be.}