How to Survive Stupid Publishers
Oh, Scholastic, Scholastic, long have I grumbled about the way you divide history into "books for boys" and "books for girls", but even I didn't think you'd go as far as this.
I suppose it's the inevitable consequence of the success of the Dangerous Book for Boys and its distaff spin-offs. To begin with, the Igguldens' efforts seemed charmingly retro, but somewhere along the line the quotation marks faded away, the skin was unzipped, and revealed stood the revivified corpse of Whitney Darrow.
What will become of us?
I suppose it's the inevitable consequence of the success of the Dangerous Book for Boys and its distaff spin-offs. To begin with, the Igguldens' efforts seemed charmingly retro, but somewhere along the line the quotation marks faded away, the skin was unzipped, and revealed stood the revivified corpse of Whitney Darrow.
What will become of us?