Sometimes it feels like the publishing industry has us all boxed off into dastardly delineated categories. We are either readers of crime, science fiction, sports autobiographies, or bird-watching manuals, but never all four. Everything must be packaged according to its genre, and there are labelling rules. Chick-lit novels use loopy fonts, and have caricatures of shoes and dresses on…
Book Humour. A Sideways Perspective on the Bonkers Business of Books
Tara Sparling writes 