I have a lot of blue books. Really, I have a lot of books, but it seems like a lot of them are blue. I put them all together and it made me wonder, are blue books sad? Now, I regularly ask myself silly (or brilliant, depending on how you look at it) questions like this, but I rarely find an answer. Shocking, I know.
I think, amongst themselves, books probably have stereotypes based on colour, just like people do. This is what I think they think.
Blue books : They’re sad and mopey. They cry a lot.
Pink books: They’re bubbly and flirty and kind of flaky. They say things like “Aren’t dolphins beautiful?”
Yellow books: They’re happy and have a positive attitude. They encourage the other books to get out and enjoy the sunshine on their pages.
Black books: They’re dark and creepy. They hide in the shadows and scare the other books, especially the pink ones.
Grey books: They’re twisted. They enjoy leather book marks.
Orange books: They’re hyperactive and drive the other books nuts with their crazy ideas and plans.
Green books: They’re, you know, green. They recycle and smoke pot and play guitar.
Red books: They’re always angry. Nobody knows why, because all the other books stay away from them.
White books: They’re very sweet, but also kind of boring. They like marshmallows.
Purple books: They’re very moody. The green books have suggested they take up yoga, but they get depressed if the corners of their pages get folded.
In an attempt to check if these stereotypes were based on fact or fiction, I asked my books.
And there you have it, the books have spoken!
This post is a little different from what I normally write, but I was inspired by this week’s weekly writing challenge. The theme was “A splash of color”. Hope you enjoyed my splash!