Posted by Nancy Northcott May 26 2012, 12:35 am
Isn’t that a great word, “sold?” I haven’t been all that fond of it for a while. It always applied to someone else’s book, never mine, so hearing it generated a little envy and a lot of longing. There was also a degree of fear that it would never apply to a book of mine.
Well, now it does, and I think it’s a fabulous word, a splendid word, an amazing word!
Yeah, okay, stopping now. *g*
My agent has sold the first two books in my contemporary mage series, The Protectors, to Grand Central’s new electronic and PoD line, Forever Yours. Book one, Renegade, is currently scheduled for release on November 6. Guardian, the second book, is slotted for sometime in the spring, maybe March.
In honor of the occasion, I got a new head shot, which I’ve been needing anyway. I figured I had until late summer, maybe even September, to experiment with different hairstyles and maybe lose some weight before actually having to get a photo.
Uh, no. The publisher needed my head shot by late April. Urk! I really, truly loathe having my picture taken. I’m seldom happy with the result, often secretly hoping it doesn’t look like me. So I stuck with the one for the 2006 GH, which I thought was okay, for six years. I like this new one, though.
I didn’t have the money to pay a photographer to come take a lot of shots, and I wanted an outdoor setting because my magic system is nature-based. After I bemoaned situation this to Cassondra, she volunteered to take the photo for me. ”I’m visiting Jeanne after this conference,” she said. “Come meet us, and I’ll take your new photo.”
“Bring a white top and a black one,” she said.
Uh-oh. ”I don’t wear a lot of black or white. I like jewel colors.”
A brief silence, probably while she sighed. ”We need it to look right in both color and black and white.”
“Oh, iPhoto can change it over,” I assured her, proud of this tiny bit of technical knowledge.
“Uh-huh. How many people in this conversation have a degree in photojournalism?”
“Um . . . I took an art class once.”
I could hear her smiling in triumph. ”Good for you. Wear what I tell you.”
So I did. She chose the blue top and necklace shown at right from the assortment I’d packed. I could not get iPhoto to save it in the right size for our website, even though it told me it would, so Tawny fixed it. Clearly, my tiny bit of knowledge of iPhoto is a bit too tiny.
Jeanne did my makeup. She came in the bathroom while I was drying my hair and said, “Use this big, round brush to give it some lift.”
“I don’t really like a lot of height in my hair,” I said.
“It won’t stay pouffy,” she assured me. ”This is just to give it some fullness.”
Probably looking as doubtful as I felt, I changed out the hair brushes.
But Jeanne hadn’t finished. “Did you bring your makeup, like I asked you to?”
“Yeah, but I figured I’d just put on some blush and lipstick, as usual.”
She didn’t roll her eyes, but I think she came close. “You don’t want usual for this. You want enhanced.”
When she and Cassondra were working on highlights and colors, I said, “You know, if we’re going to get me all tarted up, I won’t look like me.”
“Trust us,” Cassondra said. “You won’t look ‘tarted up. You’ll look professional.’”
This is what happens when someone who is a control freak and uncomfortable with makeup puts herself in other people’s hands. It’s a good thing they’re my friends, or they might’ve killed me. Instead, they made me look really good.
(Cassondra said I had to tell that part, or she would. )
Then Jeanne hung around and made me smile while Cassondra took a great many shots. Cassondra and Tawny retouched our favorite, and voila! I love it.
So now I have a brand new, official author head shot and, before Thanksgiving, will have on my iPad a brand new, official ebook of a story I actually wrote with my actual name on the actual cover. Squee!
I think of this series as contemporary fantasy romance with a lot of boom. Mayhem, if you will. :-) Here’s the official description for Renegade:
SHE FOLLOWS THE RULES
As the Collegium council’s top sheriff of the southeastern United States, Valeria Banning doesn’t just take her job seriously, she takes it personally. So when a notorious traitor wanted by the authorities suddenly risks his life to save hers, she has to wonder why.
HE BREAKS EVERY ONE OF THEM
As a mage, Griffin is sworn to protect innocents from dark magic, which is how he finds himself fighting side by side with the beautiful Valeria Banning. But when the council finds out the two have been working together, they’re both left running for their lives—from the law, the threat of a ghoul takeover, and a possible Collegium mole.
I love this blurb, too!
I don’t write with actors in mind for my characters. I’ve tried, but that makes them feel less mine somehow. I do like, later, figuring out which actors the characters most resemble so I can describe them to other people. I think Val is a similar type to Mary McCormack, attractive, even beautiful but in a girl-next-door way. Griff (whose last name is Dare) is more like a young Christopher Reeve without the Superman hair, handsome with strong, clean-cut features.
I’m headed home today from touring Georgia’s Okefenokee Swamp, which figures heavily in the overall story arc, though not so much in this particular book. I’m including three of my favorite pictures from yesterday’s boat trip. See how reflective the water is. It looks black but is actually the color of weak iced tea and is as clear as what comes out of the faucet.
That gray stuff hanging off the trees is called Spanish moss but is neither Spanish nor moss. More about that next month. I traded my regular day, the 26th, to another bandita and am taking the 21st instead. We’ll talk more about about Renegade and the Okefenokee.
Meanwhile, thanks to Cassondra, Jeanne, and Tawny for their help with the author photo, to Tawny for getting the website to accept my photo and to Jeanne for hanging out to chat with everyone while I’m on the road. And to all the banditas for their support along the way!
I’ll answer comments before I get on the road and again if I stop along the way at any place with Wifi. I’ll catch up when I get home late this afternoon.
Assuming today’s blog prize survives its night in the trunk of the car, I’m giving one commenter a small glass figurine of Cinderella’s slipper on a pillow.
That slipper, to me, is a symbol of a difficult quest that turned out extremely well. I sort of feel like Cinderella lately.
(If the slipper doesn’t survive, I’ll think of something else, of course, but the figurine should be okay. I’m just hedging my bets in case something weird goes wrong.)
So tell me, have you ever visited a swamp? Do you read paranormal or fantasy romance? If so, what kind do you particularly like, and why? Have you ever read a book with mages? If so, what did you like about it?
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