What is classy behavior?
In my opinion, classy people are encouraging and inclusive, not denigrating and exclusive.
Classy people never make gutter-worthy comments. They keep their heads high and their standards just as lofty.
Classy people put "normal" first, and make sure their baby is home studying and getting to bed at a decent hour... even though her father is making an important speech.
It's been a long time since we've had such a classy, intelligent president. Thankfully, he left us hopeful. Hopeful that we are the instruments of change. Like classy people do, he gave us credit, saying it wasn't him--it was us who were responsible for the positive changes in our country.
And now, onto book blurb fun...
Look at the photo below. That is the cover of your book. You choose the genre. A book on art techniques? An artist's biography? You decide.
Write an enticing blurb--150 words or less. (The title doesn't count in the word count.) Blurbs are those enticing bits that prod you into buying the book. Sometimes they're on the back cover of the book. Sometimes they're on the inside front cover. What they always try to do is lure you into purchasing the book.
Lisa Ricard Claro was the original creator of this project and has at least 3 published novels under her belt. Check out her website. You won't regret it. She is incredibly generous with her talent and her encouragement.
Include your blurb in a blog post. Include a link to this post. Also, ink your post to Mr. Linky. Mr. Linky is easy. You don't have to buy him a drink or anything. If you've never done it, you'll be impressed with how simple he is. And then, check out the other blurb(s). It's interesting to see the different directions writers take, given the same photo.
Above all, have fun with it. Think of it as a way to take a break from the truly important writing you do... like a bit of a warm-up.
Here's the book cover and the blurb:
Yo! Adrienne!
Adrienne loved her job. She loved having time to daydream in-between customers. She loved selling quirky earrings and bracelets from her little kiosk. She loved sitting on her butt.
But she dreamed of more. More time to herself… many times, Adrienne was traveling someplace exotic in her mind, customers would come, and her trip would come to a screeching halt. More money. She snagged a little over 50K a year, and this year, it looked like she’d double her profits. (Jewelry made out of cut-up soda cans was pure profit, and her stuff were selling like hotcakes. When Michelle Obama was photographed wearing Adrienne’s earrings, sales went through the roof.)
Wanting more, Adrienne shocked her customers, and closed up her booth. She enrolled in college. In four (or five) years, she’d be a teacher.
And then, she’d have lots of time to herself… and she’d be rollin’ in the dough. (150 words)