Blurbs are cesspits of bubbling spoilers – waiting to swallow you whole.
So this is my first post.
My brain told me that there was nothing better to discuss one of my most controversial bookish topics, and discuss it in detail.
I thought: What better than to discuss what most readers usually do when trying to decide whether to pick up a book or not?
What do they do?
They read the blurb.
*Gasp* Cue the shock and the horror.
Logically, it makes sense.
It makes sense that you’d want to know what a book is about before diving into it.
And this is a big BUT. (Get your mind out of the gutter!)
How many blurbs will actually be raw material from the authors themselves? How can they cram their personality and something they’ve drafted over years of tears and blood and sweat into 200 words?
And, word on the street is: they usually don’t.
Publishers, specifically marketers, know that readers’ decisions to pick up a book depends entirely on the blurb.
The blurb can promise action-packed, vibrant worlds that when you actually open the pages up – just fall flat.
They know that one of the main contributing factors to us cracking open our empty wallets and pulling out or credit cards is the way they sell the book. The blurb is one way for them to do this.
If it’s not brimming with spoilers (ew), it’s enrapturing.
It’s a lie.
It’s way more perfectly polished than the pages could ever be.
I don’t want polished and buffed.
I want raw material from the soul of the author.
This is their moment.
Blurbs? You forget. By the time you’ve gotten home, snapped a quick book-haul photo, and stacked them up onto a TBR pile- you’ll barely have a vague recollection of why you actually bought that book.
It seemed like a good idea at the time, right?
The blurb usually forces an impulse-buy from our poor, starved bank accounts – but it certainly doesn’t enrapture us to actually pick up the book. Not for weeks or months or even years, anyway. Why bother?
And so your TBR stacks up until it falls.
Ever since, around four years ago, I decided to turn a blind-eye to blurbs in a bookstore and start reading reviews, or, even reading the first chapter of the book – impulse buys have completely died out.
My purse thanks me. My BANK ACCOUNT thanks me.
The people in-charge of staring nervously as I got closer and closer to my overdraft with purchases labelled ‘Waterstones’ and ‘Amazon’ probably have a chance to actually breath now.
SO: REVIEWS ARE BETTER THAN BLURBS.
As long as you look for non-spoiler labelled ones.
Otherwise you might as well read that blurb til your hearts content.
Does it really matter if you read a sequel’s blurb that contains a name-drop of someone who most definitely and absolutely certainly could not have possibly survived the last book.
Spoiler alert: They have.
AND IT’S WRITTEN RIGHT THERE FOR ALL THE WORLD TO SEE.
*insert pterodactyl screeches of annoyance*
It honestly drives me insane.
Even now I avoid blurbs, my eyes can accidentally absorb a few words and suddenly: I essentially know everything that is about to happen.
(Okay, so that’s a bit of an exaggeration).
BUT MY POINT STAYS THE SAME.
Sadly, there are some books that could be the 200 word synopsis and that’s it.
You don’t need to read the same story twice.