Here is the cover for my book Apocalypse which is coming out on Kindle January 1st:
It’s the whole book cover, because I wanted you to see what it looks like before it becomes a book.
My niece Rachel Bond made the artwork, and my contribution turned that into the book cover using Photoshop. I like how her picture looks comforting and eerie as if she had read the book (which she hasn’t). It’s almost like she reads my mind.
I want to use a few short stories to get people to read my book. For Kindle or print versions, I need to create a front and back cover just like I did here.
Overall I’m proud of this work. It motivates me to write further.
I have been making a book cover for my January releases, Apocalypse, using Photoshop. Photoshop has so many features I get lost these days. As a beginner, let me share my thoughts:
Photoshop, despite the name, is not just for photos any more. Posters, book covers — anything demanding more control than Canva can be done here.
Layers are everything. You build a layer every time you add something. A photo, a rectangle, some text — they’re layers. You have to get to that layer to edit and delete. The layer menu is at the lower right.
To your far left are cursor tools, and that’s where your basic powers are hidden. And I mean hidden — one of my favorite tools, paint can, is hidden behind another function.
Whenever you need hel (including finding something), go to Help at the top of the screen at the far right. There is a blank there ideal for finding something.
Take a deep breath. Photoshop is not an easy program androids can make for themselves when they’re you will make mistakes.
I will wait till closer to the release date for Apocalypse to show off the cover. But now you know the most basic of basics to get into Photoshop.
This is how the university is styling this day. The message on the web site, in the hype video we got treated to, and the administration’s speeches, is “Day One”. And Day One for faculty and staff means one thing: meetings.
I am between meeting #2 and #3 right now eating lunch. Meeting #1 is the whole university (not the students, but everyone else) and Meeting #2 is Academic (faculty and staff who support students). Lunch is PSub and meeting #3 is my school meeting. Then the rest of this week is last minute work before classes start on Monday.
On Monday I teach three classes: General Psychology (a new one for me), and two sections of Case Management. I manage 6 interns. I sit office hours and wait for things to get interesting. And they will.
How do I write during the school year? I don’t know how, but I do. On evenings, weekends, Tuesdays and Thursdays between other work I have to do. I sometimes write more efficiently during the school year because my mind has enough buzzing in it to make my writing brain more active. It’s hard to explain. It’s like only being able to write in a room with music or other distraction, which is also something I deal with.
This is all ahead of me. For now I will enjoy the meetings as best I can. Here’s to a great semester!
The week has gotten away from me, but at least I have been busy while I’ve been gone:
I’ve finished out my summer internship class
I’ve finished up laying my fall courses (except one, which is largely out of my control)
I’ve re-edited Reclaiming the Balance in case I get the courage to publish it
I’ve started editing a reader magnet of short stories in the Archetype universe
I’ve been working with my niece Rachel (a talented artist) to design the cover for Apocalypse, and a rework of Gaia’s Hands. The cover for Apocalypse is so good it makes me happy cry.
And there’s one more day until the beginning of semester meetings. Summer is over, and it was one of the most productive summers I’ve had in a while.
I am at New York Hope, a disaster preparedness exercise. After two nights of ten-hour car rides, five hours of sleep a night, and an early morning wake-up call to turn some role-players into victims, I have another day and two nights left for the exercise.
I have never been this tired in my whole life.
Honestly, if I close my eyes I fall asleep at the table. I am contemplating sleeping in a lounge. I keep misplacing my color palate (for giving people bruises and sprains). I don’t know if I can do this, and I have another day of doing this.
I’m going to continue doing this because it’s what I’m here to do, and I am surrounded by sleep-deprived people doing the same thing. Our purpose is to train emerging professionals in disaster and emergency management to deal with situations they’ll face when in the field. This includes search and rescue, triage, evacuation, the news media, and displaced persons.
My book Apocalypse is in the hands of beta readers, and I’m going to have to find a couple more readers. But GAAAAAAAAAAH! I don’t know if I can do it.
I’ve published before, so I didn’t think I would have this reaction. But no, here it is, a panic. I tend to flee with panic.
But yesterday I did something that should lock me out of running away — I celebrated my publication early. My husband and I go out to the local Greek place and the celebrating person gets to eat whatever they want. In my celebrations, I prefer rack of lamb. So I ate lamb last night in celebration of future success. This means I have to deliver come December.
I hope I can keep the excitement going; I think I’m going to need it.
Hello! I apologize for not being around lately; I got possessed for a long couple of weeks of editing two WIP: Apocalypse (shooting for Jan. 1 publication) and Reclaiming the Balance (someday).
I hope they’re edited enough. I took a week for each, and my eyes are hurting. I’m falling asleep in the middle of editing. I have been doing little else. Project obsessions are fun, aren’t they?
I just fell asleep again. Stick a fork in me, I’m done.
I’m done editing Apocalypse (and editing, and editing). I’m ready to send it to the beta readers. My niece will make the cover (I told her it was due in October, so she has a while). It’s been an intense few days. Now I don’t want to let it out in the wild!
I know Apocalypse will not be among the outstanding books of this era. It’s a small book, and in fact it’s closer to romantic fantasy without the sex. I’m not a prude; I just don’t get why these foul-mouthed leches actually get the woman. But I digress — the book is small, and the topic is heavy. There’s an equivocal happy ending.
The force that will kill humanity visit the ecocollective Barn Swallows Dance. All it will take is to behead Lilith. The pacifist collective wages peace. The outcome of the conflict will change Barn Swallows’ Dance forever.
Lauren Leach-Steffens, Apocalypse
I’m scared it will not get any sales, that it will get low ratings on Amazon. I’m just scared, as I am every time I get to this point. And the thing that scares me most is the elation I get at this stage of the process.
OMG! It’s a good story! I love the plot! I love my characters! I’m going live January 1st! I need beta readers! This might be the one! Should I have a book drop party?
It’s like hors d’oeuvres size bipolar! (Note: I have bipolar disorder, and this feels like a micro-wave version. I’m on meds. I’ll monitor it.)
Obviously, where I need to be is the middle ground, where I look forward to publishing while not getting too giddy. But being giddy is fun! (Until I get grouchy.)
