Monday
Apr132009

Such a Deal!

     My husband just informed me that Getting Out of Dodge is now available online (from an obviously delusional used book seller) for the bargain price of $42.02 (Used--Very Good Condition). The more discriminating buyer, however, one willing to spend a mere .$43 more (totally worth it), can snag a "Used--Like New" copy for $42.45. But hey! I'm thinking: Why not just fork over $42.88 for a brand NEW copy and be done with it?

     What gives? 

     Julie

    

Saturday
Apr042009

You Can't Tell a Book by Its Cover...or can you?

      One of the more nerve-wracking parts of self-publishing Getting Out of Dodge was choosing its cover. At first, I thought I'd found the perfect one at IPhoto (a great online source for cover art, at a very reasonable price). I can't remember exactly how much I paid for "Cowboy with Roses," but I think it was around five bucks. The cowboy in the picture was dressed exactly as I imagined Leonard dressing; roses figure prominently in the story; and there was just something so Leonard-ish about the way the guy held the roses behind his back, and the way his hair curled over his collar. It seemed to convey Leonard's vulnerability perfectly. I'd nailed it!  

     But the people at BookSurge had other ideas. They wanted a shot at it. And there was no reason not to let them try. My publishing package included three different cover concepts. So I said, sure. Give it a whirl. 

     I wish I could show you the design team's first attempt, but I'm experiencing technical difficulties downloading it. Imagine a serene pasture, misty in the early dawn, with just a smattering of contented cows chewing their cud. All I can say is, when I saw it...well, I can't say what I said when I saw it, but I can tell you what my husband said when he saw it: "Those are dairy cows, Jules!" It was pretty obvious that the only part of the book the team had read was the title. (Saves time, I guess.)

    So I called and explained to the team, in the nicest possible way, that, the book had nothing to do with farms or ranches, that it did, in fact, take place in Evanston, IL, not Wisconsin or Vermont, and that in the context in which I was using the phrase "getting out of Dodge," Dodge was not the peaceful, pleasant place they'd depicted, but it was, both emotionally and physically, a place that people were trying to get out of!    

     Back to the drawing board.

    When the photo (way upper left) came through, I was delighted! Now they'd nailed it! In fact, I was so certain that it was the winner that I left my last "cover concept chance" on the table. I thought that the refrigerator magnets were eye-catching, intriguing, and didn't lock me into the whole cowboy thing. I mean, if I had a cowboy on the cover, wouldn't most people assume that the book was a western? And if they read it, and discovered it wasn't, would they want to lynch me?   

     So that's my Cover Story. Choosing a cover for one's book is like choosing what to wear to meet your future mother-in-law. Nerve-wracking.

     Happy Trails!

     Julie

 

Thursday
Apr022009

Special Guest Star!

  Here's our youngest son, Charles. He just arrived in FL from Chicago.

  Doesn't he look like he could use a little fun in the sun?           

                                                                        

Wednesday
Apr012009

April Fool's?

    Today I received my first royalty check for Getting Out of Dodge

    $63!

    Yee hah!

    Thank you, one and all!

    Happy Trails,

    Julie

     

Tuesday
Mar312009

What was he thinking?

     I had the most extraordinary writing teacher when we lived in Chicago: smart, kind, patient, insightful. He is included in my Acknowledgments at the end of Getting Out of Dodge, for "teaching me more than anyone else ever has." It's the truth, and no small accomplishment: like teaching an old dog a new trick.  

     In any case, when I was workshopping GOOD, this miracle worker used to ask me things like: "What was Leonard thinking?" "Wouldn't Sally have had (such and such) on her mind?" By which he meant: Unless your characters are experiencing short term memory loss, their residual emotions, in the wake of some important plot twist, along with the accompanying thoughts, must not be glossed over by the author.  

     So today, as I started a new chapter (always a twitchy experience), and took off, as I often do, in the wrong direction, I suddenly realized that, hey! If I were a 15-year old boy, who had just had his first romantic encounter, I probably would not be giving much thought my friend, Prince, and his broken wrist. Likewise, when my father asked me at supper, "Henry, has your day been productive?" I would, most probably, grin like an idiot, and wonder when and where Lydia's and my next rendezvous would take place. Right?

     And now, knowing how you, the reader, craves trouble, Trouble, TROUBLE, I'm currently busy throwing roadblocks up in poor Henry's way.  

     Thanks again, F! I miss you!

     Happy Trails,

     Julie