Wow, do I ever write a bunch of trivial nonsense on my blog. This is what I learned when a friend asked if I’d written about the content of Seeing Red. I looked back to see if I’d ever said anything thoughtful (or anything at all, really) on the blog and the answer was… no.

Here’s what I HAVE blathered about:

• the cover reveal;
• the neuroticism of indexing;
• the impossibility of pairing Seeing Red with other gifts for Christmas;
• the reason circumcision should be discussed in children’s books;
• the fact that someone liked the book;
• the general amazingness of red and black and white illustrations;
• why it’s great to talk about gross stuff like blood spatter in kids’ books; and,
• going out for lunch, upon publication.

Now doesn’t that just fully encompass my goal of exploring the dichotomy between blood-as-violence-and-gore and blood-as-life-giving-force?

No?

Well, I’m sure I put those ideas in the book. I probably could have mentioned something around here, though.

Next time.