Part of the process is choosing the perfect cover. The designer looks at your work and creates a cover. Some covers appeal to the author or the editor, but if you want the potential reader to be intrigued enough to pick up the book, a small demographic study is helpful.
The first cover this author liked looked classy. However, some people liked it while others found it boring. Could it be that classy is less appealing than earthy?
Cover No. 2 was a hit with all ages. In fact, fans and smelling salts were provided to revive the study group members.
Some even wanted a life size version delivered to their homes.
One could never have imagined that a group of serious corporate guys would make the final cover choice worthwhile.
The first and usual male reaction was “Holy cow” or, a less sanitized version of same, followed by bobbing Adams apples as their minds processed the full impact of the picture.
A few bosses, speculated as to which of their handsome male workers was the cover model.
Several co-workers as well as a few suits volunteered the information sotto voce (that’s a stage whisper), “Did you know that I’m the cover model?” The statement/question varied, but the claim was always the same, frequently followed by the claimant striking The Pose as proof.
Mind you, some claimants of the cover crown maybe shorter than the chosen one, but all of them have consumed more than one biggie sized meal in their lives. Therefore, to find the amazing six-pack abs would require a bit of digging or poking on the part of the v
The highlight of many a day is when some mild mannered, serious fellow stops by the author’s desk and whispers. “I have to confess, I’m the cover model.”
Will the real cover model please step forward and strike The Pose?
Elizabeth is a freelance writer and author. Check out her novel "The Dionysus Connection" on Amazon. Visit her website www.elizabethcowan.com.