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Out Into the Desert…

Hey all!

A QUICK post to let everybody (hi, sis!) know that we will return to our regularly scheduled blog after I get back from… THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE.
If there isn’t a sign saying that, there should be! 😉

Death Valley is the most spiritual place on earth, and we are headed there! No cell phone reception! No TV’s! No constantly checking Facebook! Just land, and space, and desert, and craters, and Scotty’s Castle, and a lot of German tourists. (There’s something about this time of year…)

And DV is a very inspiring place to create art. 😉 So that’s all I’ll say!

The Horrible, Very Bad, Not Good At All Cover: Text Problems

So we’re talking about what makes a bad book cover bad to the bone. Just to recap from the last post, this is an extremely bad cover for a book:
bad cover example

So what’s wrong with this picture?

Maybe it would be better to ask what’s RIGHT with this picture, but the story begins here.

First of all, it is not exactly 6×9, which is a very popular size. But we’re not going to count that because it was quickly put together for an example. So every day, we’ll cover a different category of.. well, of this cover. 🙂


This cover has a good sampling of some of the most common offenders. To wit…

1.) Spelling mistakes in the title. If you ever actually see “thirlling, “teh,” and “nucular” on a cover, the appropriate response is OMG WTF I DON’T EVEN. The point is, that’s pretty bad. Spellcheck doesn’t catch everything, but it’s a good start.

2.) The existence of the Comic Sans font. Nobody should ever use Comic Sans ever again FOR ANY PURPOSE unless they’re trying to be funny. This is not that time.

3.) Different fonts are used. It’s tricky to mix fonts, although we obviously do see it done. But we have to choose compatible fonts. Comic Sans, Jokerman, and Mesquite Std are bizarre enough in themselves. But looking at them all crammed together on a page is kind of like being bounced down the stairs by a bunch of people wearing clashing plaids and playing big cymbals. Not good.

4.) Design and spacing problems. We’ll get more into those later.

5.) A hideous pink (#e20b6b) is used for the type. Not a good thing at all. We’ll also be talking more about color later on.

Coming up next: Color and photo problems!

You Know More About Design Than You Think: Part One

bad cover example
You know more about good design that you think you do.

How can that be true, you ask? You think that Ansel Adams sounds like a stripper name, Da Vinci… isn’t that the name of that pasta? (Note to self: Make lasagna tonight), and Roy Lichtenstein is that one country where they make Johnsonville brats (Note to self: Those would be good in the lasagna.)

It’s true because of the picture above.
Continue reading You Know More About Design Than You Think: Part One

The Very Special Top-Secret Way to Market Your Book: Part One

Remember to Keep Checking In!
Remember to Keep Checking In!

Let’s face it– most ways to market your indie-published book don’t really work. No, crying won’t help. I tried it. (True, it wasn’t over this issue, but the point is that I’ve tried it.) BUT… I have special super-secret news, JUST for you. There’s a very specific type of technique that fills these criteria:

a.)Few indie authors are using it
b.) Of those authors who do use it, most aren’t really doing it very well at all
c.) People will flock to it because it’s fun and interesting in and of itself.


d.) It requires a very, very short time commitment on the viewer’s part.

All of this = an extremely good way to publicize your book.
Continue reading The Very Special Top-Secret Way to Market Your Book: Part One

Anise Is Back! She’s Alive! Yay!

Unicorns Everywhere Are Happy.
Unicorns Everywhere Are Happy.

Hi all! (waves)

I know it’s been horribly hideously long since my last post, but I’m in three writers’ groups, and in the novel writing group, Sex and the Single Devil is due on March 25!!! But miracles still exist in our time, and it WILL be done in its entirety. It’ll be more like 60,000 words, and the reason is that it’s now the first book in a trilogy. 🙂 Death Train is actually the second one, and I’m still playing around with ideas for the title of the third. So there WILL be more posts, and most of them will be about writing and related subjects. Case in point: The next post. Y’all seriously want to read that one.

The Creepiest Photograph In the History of the World

Y’all may think you know creepy, but I’m here to tell you that you are wrong.


You may think this is creepy.

dream house two girls 615

You may think THIS is creepy– although personally, I’m convinced that it’s more of a case of Mom being overzealous with the sewing machine and a strange sense of design.
Continue reading The Creepiest Photograph In the History of the World

30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Anisefics: Sex and the Single Devil 10

NANO– THE LAST DAY! More about that later. For now…


“All right,” said Ginny, her arms crossed. “Start talking.”

Too late, she realized that she’d spoken to this man as if she knew him. Not as if she’d only met him once.

His eyes narrowed. “Are you going to let me in, or am I expected to carry on standing in the rain?” he asked, in a voice that could have been more polite, in her opinion.

He sounded as if they already knew each other, or should have known each other, or it was her own damn fault if they didn’t know each other. Because one stranger didn’t talk to another stranger in that way.

“You’re not coming in here until I get a few answers,” she said.

“In the interests of not dying of hypothermia, fire away.”

“I saw you this morning,” she said. “Didn’t I?”

“You did,” he said. “I tried to talk to you then, but you disappeared into the fog before I had a chance to say a single word.”

“Okay…” She chewed on her lower lip. “What did you want to say to me, anyway?”

“Let me in,” he said. “And you’ll find out.”

“No,” she said. “I’m here all by myself, and I’m not going to let in someone I don’t even know!” Too late, she kicked herself inwardly. That was exactly the kind of thing that the doomed girl always said to the serial killer just before he whipped out the axe and started chopping.

“I want to talk to you, Ginny Weasley.” He fixed her with those strange, crystal-like gray eyes.”And you need to know what I can tell you.”

The world wavered around her, and she clutched onto the windowsill for support.

He knew her name.

She didn’t, couldn’t know him. But she was all too afraid that he knew her.


That’s da Vinci’s Lady with a Ferret, of course. Apropos, don’t you think, considering who Ginny is talking to? 😉

30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Anisefics: Sex and the Single Devil 9

Y’all, I am SO proud of this cover… it was a lot of work! 🙂


“Draco Malfoy,” he said.

He put out his hand.

Ginny always avoided shaking hands if she could help it. But sometimes there was just no choice. Right now was a good example. His hand was in hers before she could do anything at all.

She tried and tried to define that moment later on, when she was alone. She never could.

She felt his skin sliding against hers. Warm and smooth. His fingers glided as if impressing their shape on hers forever, their size. ‘She was acutely aware of those fingers. A sensation ran through her like the electric shock she’d felt the week before, when she had tried to plug their ancient coffeepot into a dubious-looking outlet in the kitchenette. It was a splintering sensation. Both dull and sharp. She had found herself lying on the linoleum and staring up at the ceiling before she even knew what had happened to her.

This was like that.

And she knew that he was real.

A/N: So here’s the original cover this was based on:

So y’all can get an idea of just how much work had to be done! 😉