I realize now there are a few categories of titles that cry out to me.

I’m a fan of comic mysteries, so funny or punny titles are likely to get a glance from me. When I saw the title Crouching Buzzard, Leaping Loon by Donna Andrews, I just had to check it out, and I became an instant fan. She followed this up with We’ll Always Have Parrots and Owls Well That Ends Well. Punsters rejoice! Then there’s Burglars Can’t Be Choosers by Lawrence Block, the first in his Bernie Rhodenbarr series, and the Magdalena Yoder series by Tamar Myers with horrible (by horrible, I mean good) puns like Gruel and Unusual Punishment, Hell Hath No Curry, and Batter Off Dead.
Even more than puns or funny titles, I’m likely to pick up titles that are just plain weird. How can you pass by Bimbos of the Death Sun, or Zombies of the Gene Pool, both by Sharyn McCrumb? (And which are evidently the sum total of her series featuring science fiction writer Jay Omega.) Or how about The Hollow Chocolate Bunnies of the Apocalypse by Robert Rankin? Don’t you just need to find out what it’s about?
My last category is the hardest to describe. There are some titles that appeal to me because they’re a little spooky, a little macabre, a little… psychologically off. I read The Strange Files of Fremont Jones by Dianne Day simply because the title gave me a little shiver, and it didn’t disappoint. Same for The Alienist by Caleb Carr, and The Silence of the Lambs by Thomas Harris. All of these books have characters that are mentally disturbed and more than a little scary, and I think the part of me that used to be a fan of horror fiction is looking for some of the same adrenaline kick I got from that genre.

There’s a reason I suddenly started thinking about why certain titles appeal to me. I was going on a trip recently, and wanted to get something to read on the plane. I was in a used bookstore and grabbed the first thing that appealed to me: Tainted Blood by Arnaldur Indridason. (Shiver.) The title, along with the cover art of an empty swingset covered in snow, appealed to my macabre side.

It wasn’t until I was on the plane that I looked closer at the book and the little note that said, “Previously published as Jar City.” “Um…hmm,” I thought, “I’m pretty sure I read a book called Jar City a few years back, which I picked up because it was an award winner, and the story looked interesting. And it appears I will be reading it again.” So, if you’re going to judge a book by its cover, be sure to double-check its title.
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Cindy Harkness is a librarian, an advocate for rescued animals, and totally addicted to true crime television programs.
The puntastic titles make me groan. But, every once in awhile, I’ll come across one that is genuinely clever and funny. It sounds like you have the same curiosity towards titles that I have towards cover art.
robin
You have fabulous taste in punny & cat titles! Have you tried Jill Churchill’s Jane Jeffry mysteries?
I really dislike the punny titles. Although, once in a while, I come across one that is both brilliant and funny. Sounds like you and I share a fascination with book jackets and our curiosity about what’s inside.