Last summer a friend recommended I read Uglies, Pretties, and Specials. These sounded like books about junior high, mean girl cliques. The girl on the cover of Uglies was far from ugly, and my initial impression that these were silly "girly" books held. It wasn't until I was out of stuff to read that I picked Uglies up.
It was actually good. And dystopian. And not about junior high.
Fast forward to October, when Scott Westerfeld spoke at my library. Leviathan was on display, and the gears and whatnot on the cover screamed "boy" book. The title made me think of the Loch Ness Monster and Vikings. I left it on the shelf.
Moving on to January. My library copy of the movie Eclipse was ready to pick up. (Admitting this embarrasses me to no end.) Since it was a fairly new movie, it was being held behind the desk instead of the anonymous hold shelves. The desk was manned by a guy who looked like he would try to figure out if I was watching Eclipse for the sparkling Brit or the abdominally-enhanced minor. And then judge me.
This was a problem.
I needed a book to check out, in the hopes it would deflect attention from the movie. A quick trip to the safety of the YA shelves found me amongst the Scott Westerfeld books. My options were the one about sexually transmitted vampirism (shares a name with gross Easter candy. Seriously, Scott Westerfeld, who names your books? ) or Leviathan. Guess which one I picked.
Turns out Leviathan was good. And steampunky. And not about an actual boy.
I liked Leviathan far more than the Eclipse movie, in case you were wondering. Has anyone else had a book with a bad title/cover surprise them with its goodness? Recommend them in the comments, because I've got a long list of embarrassing movies on hold at the library.