I assume the title is taken from the Duran Duran song "Skin Trade, " - not that the lyrics have a single bloody thing to do with the plot of the book (no one says please or thank you or makes any money, nor are there any revolutions or medicine involved. I guess there were strippers, which is a very tenuous connection to the concept of a skin trade. Anyway.) I named stories with song titles too, when I was fifteen. And then I learned that no one approaches music the same way and a song you feel is perfect for something will leave another person wondering what the hell you were thinking. Or, if your book sucks (like this one) and someone is particularly fond of the song you used as a title (as I am) then they are irritated with you that much more. The moral of the story? Think up your own damn titles.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2013-01-02 01:01 am (UTC)The moral of the story? Think up your own damn titles.