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ALT A book by Margaret Drabble sitting on a Scrabble board
ALT A book about Dolly Parton on a blue book trolley. It's Dolly on a trolley.
ALT A microwave with a picture of Bruce Willis from Die Hard in a ventilation duct.
ALT An editor's guide to THE HAUNTING OF HOLLOW HOUSE YA Fantasy 61k words Every island has its legends. Most of all the Scottish ones. They’re hidden in the shadows, lurking in the gaps, whispered from mouth-to-ear, like cold breaths sneaking down the spine. They’re the lost gray pony with the dripping mane, enticing people to climb upon its back, before it takes them to the deepest lakes, never to be seen again. They are the Red Cap that lives in the ruins of castles with bloody histories of war and murder, claws for fingers and iron boots cladding his feet. They are the Bean-Nighe, washing clothes of men about to die. But on St. Irdie, no one speaks of their legend. They just say, don’t go to Hollow House.
ALT A mood board for a novel titled Loosed on Earth, with 7 photos: a lightskinned woman with long brown hair, a lighthouse on a rocky shore against a pink and purple sunset, a black and white photo of a white girl in a poodle skirt, an American soldier from the 1950s walking away through a ragged battlefield, a pair of bridges over the intracoastal bay in Miami, an smiling African boy standing on a rural road, a Black father throws his mixed little boy in the air and catches him.
ALT a 4 by 4 grid, images listed start from left to right top row: an orange sunset over a calm dark blue sea, a cloud of light grey smoke, a noose hanging, a teary blue human eye second row: a black rose, bloody human hands, hanging silver chains, a cluster of light pink flowers third row: a hand clasping another hand by the wrist, an angry red human eye looking up, bright orange flames, a group of grey hands reaching out for nothing bottom row: a severely bruised neck and collarbone, a dim orange sun set with dead brown trees, a stack of brown and aged books, pink lipstick marks on a page of a book in the top right corner in a grey circle with a black border reads the black text 'I am glad you were my sin' in the bottom left corner in a grey circle with a black border reads the black text 'I am glad you were my savior'