As an author, you don't get to pick your book cover, you can only hope you get something you love. So for some of the author's below, these covers must have seemed like a total nightmare. Others have simply picked really, really bad titles. All of them are great for a laugh.
Oh, Piers Anthony. One can only ask
why? Even if that was a central theme of the book, just...no. This is a case of the author picking a really, really bad title.
After I recovered from my fit of screaming, and upon further examination, I can only conclude that what you are looking at is a crocodile in a dress. Poor bastard (the author I mean, not the crocodile).
It doesn't happen often, but I'm nearly lost for words here. This is weirdly specific. Saddle up? Ahem...
Oh my, they don't beat around the bush, do they? I wonder if the entire title fits on the spine?
Ew. That is all.
Captain! We're being attacked by a fleet of magical flying dildos!
I think I laughed for about fifteen minutes. Yes, mature of me, I know.
I'm just picturing what led up to this. The author likes one title, the agent another, the publisher another. So they jam them all together, stick in some commas and
bam! Awesome title!
Ah yes, the rare and elusive shopping cart in it's natural environment. Careful now, don't get too close! They've been known to run over people's feet.
I hope you've had a laugh at these. Personally some of the covers make me tremble in terror, crossing my fingers and praying to the gods of literature that I won't get stuck with dildos on my cover, or reptiles in night gowns or something.
