One of the most exciting bits of publishing, is getting the cover designed.
Once I receive the final design, and start sharing it with my mailing list, and on social media, the book suddenly changes from being some kind of abstract idea in my head, to being something real, and tangible.
It suddenly changes from something only I know about, something only I’m excited about, to something that my readers and peers are excited about too.
And, as we all know; excitement is terribly contagious.
So, yes; getting the cover designed is, by far, one of my favourite parts of the job.
But, it doesn’t come without its pitfalls. That comes in the form of hours and hours of staring at page after page of stock images. Searching for just the right model to portray your character. Hours of “no, she’s not looking fierce enough” or “this would be perfect if she was looking at the camera” and “it’s just not quite right.” It’s draining. It’s the opposite of fun. It’s un-fun.
But there is a moment, the moment that your eyes rest upon the perfect image. It’s everything you want, and so quintessentially your character.
A bolt of electricity goes through you. You go numb. Your heart races. You don’t need to look at a single other image. This is it. This is the one. It’s perfect in every way.
And then comes the wait… The agonising wait while your cover designer works their magic. And the hope, the desperate hope that it won’t need a string of revisions.
You don’t always know exactly what image you’re looking for when you start out, but, wow, like a thunderbolt; you’ll know it when you see it.