What can I say? I love this book trailer. I would like to kiss it. The only thing I’d modify is the thumbnail, which I will if I have time before my (dum dum dum dum!) next secret partnership emerges February 24th.
My husband snorted and said, “Typical Hollywood,” but I was hypnotized by my own work. My eight-year-old son, Max, who showed no interest in my Hope Sze books prior, glommed on to the trailer and said, “Mommy, this is your best one.”
While we were brushing our teeth, he said, “Mommy, who does Hope Sze marry?”
“I can’t tell you, Max.”
I laughed. “Well, for one thing, I haven’t decided yet. Maybe she doesn’t marry anyone.”
“You have to tell me.”
“Because I’m your son.”
I laughed and hugged him.
After I tucked him in bed, Max said, “Mommy, can we read the Hope Sze books?” (He pronounces it Zee. Close enough.)
“Um, they’re really grown-up books, Max.”
“Well, they have people killing other people and sex and stuff.”
“I still want to read them.”
“Okay.” But in the meantime, we’re reading Gordon Korman. He loved Bugs Potter (in fact, he liked Bugs Potter Live at Nickaninny even more than Who Is Bugs Potter?), and we’re just starting on Beware the Fish.
How ’bout you? What are you reading, and do you consider book trailers a godsend, or the downfall of civilization?
I still have the Bugs Potter books, and they still make me laugh. Good taste, Max! And as for book trailers – some are godawful, but obviously yours are a godsend!
Hee hee. I wouldn’t say a godsend, but definite thanks. I adore Gordan Korman. Max and I are re-reading I Want to Go Home!