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Cover Art!

I had a call from my publisher this week, giving me a head's up on progress. Final edits are being nailed down this week and I should be getting preorder links shortly after that.


And then she said, "Oh! And I have the cover. You want me to email it right now?"


YES. YES, I DO.

Release date: February 12, 2019

You want my thoughts? Good. You'll be getting them.

1) I had a weird worry that my name was going to be too long to fit comfortably on the cover. I feel passionately about not using a pen name (for me. I don't care about what you do.) so I was pretty much crossing my fingers on that one. It fits. So happy.

2) No disembodied abs! Can I tell you how many nights I stayed awake worrying that I would get stragely disembodied abs floating above a title? (It's a thing, America.) And it's not like I have ZERO abs in the book but they are few and fleeting. Certainly not enough to sustain them on the cover. Night sweats can cease.

3) They've managed to communicate exactly the kind of book it is--sweet, romantic, magical.

4) It was wonderful talking to my publisher Michelle over the phone. After telling me to dig the exclamation point key out of my keyboard and give it a Viking burial, she was eager to tell me all the things she loved about this book that has been pouring out of me like water from a faucet for three years. I could really tell that she'd tried to find the image that matched the book and I couldn't be happier.


So there it is, you guys! I'll be sure to let you know just as soon as preorder starts. Thank you!

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