Selah March

January 15, 2008

My new cover makes me happy…

Filed under: Uncategorized — Selah March @ 10:05 am
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…IN MY PANTS.

Ahem.

It’s the little things. The fold of the hat. The belt coiled in his hand, which illustrates a minor, smutty plot point. The fact that both he and the shadowy chick in the background look pretty much EXACTLY like the hero and heroine of my story.

Cover art is always a crapshoot. Or, at best, Forest Gump’s famous box of chocolates — always sweet, because any cover means you’ve sold a book, but sometimes? You get the raspberry cream. Blech.

Coincidentally, PBW discussed this very topic yesterday.

*stares at new cover some more*

Yep. Happy. In my pants.

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13 Comments »

  1. My first reaction is, “it’s about damned timeβ€”” I can’t even remember when I first read this story for you.

    Second reaction is, verra nifty and happy-in-the-pants-making cover, pet, but he is oddly hairless, no? I mean, not even the happy trail of Seven Year Ache.

    At any rate, it’s another cover. YAY, you!!!

    Comment by Barbara Caridad Ferrer — January 15, 2008 @ 10:34 am | Reply

  2. You’re not the only one Happy In Her Pants looking at that cover…

    Comment by Eva Gale — January 15, 2008 @ 10:34 am | Reply

  3. Hairless is good. It means you don’t get it stuck between your teeth or on the back of your tongue.

    πŸ™‚

    Comment by Eva Gale — January 15, 2008 @ 10:37 am | Reply

  4. Hairless is good. It means you don’t get it stuck between your teeth or on the back of your tongue.

    Eh… nope. Not good enough. I like my men to feel like men. Feeling like they just had a date with Nair is not it. Must be the Cuban in me. πŸ˜‰

    Comment by Barbara Caridad Ferrer — January 15, 2008 @ 10:41 am | Reply

  5. Gracious, those are some pointy man nipples, though!

    Comment by Alessia Brio — January 15, 2008 @ 10:57 am | Reply

  6. Good lord that’s hot.

    Comment by FerfeLaBat — January 15, 2008 @ 11:36 am | Reply

  7. “Must be the Cuban in me. ;-)”

    Years being around body builders for me. People go euuwww Mantitty, and I say yuummmm Mantitty=perfectly sculpted pecs.

    Comment by Eva Gale — January 15, 2008 @ 1:37 pm | Reply

  8. Barb~ I wrote KILLING FROST in August and September of 2006 for the EC Cavemen contest. It wasn’t picked up by EC, but Red Sage bought it about six months later.

    The hairless doesn’t bother me so much. Yes, I miss the treasure trail, but variety is the cayenne pepper of my life. So.

    Alessia~ Yes, the model does seem well-endowed in that capacity. I wonder if he turns heads when it’s cold outside.

    Eva~ Body-builders? Do tell!

    Ferfe~ Glad you approve. πŸ˜‰

    Comment by Selah March — January 15, 2008 @ 7:06 pm | Reply

  9. Dh was an award winning dead lifter. He was actually my boss, so I knew him prior to dating, but when we dated it was at the gym. Because we own a supplement manufacturing co. he goes to the Arnold every year, and we deal with a lot of BOH’s (Bill of Healths).

    But let me tell you the dark side. The big guys? The steroidal freaks? They’re like Tiffany boxes with gumball rings inside. The steroids shrink their manly parts. All that beautiful muscle, missing the diamond.

    Comment by Eva Gale — January 15, 2008 @ 8:54 pm | Reply

  10. nice.
    he looks pretty happy in his pants, too.

    Comment by Kate R — January 16, 2008 @ 10:42 am | Reply

  11. >>I like my men to feel like men< < Me, too. As opposed to, say, orangutans . . . hairy men. urk. LOL.

    Comment by Alyssa Day — January 18, 2008 @ 5:13 pm | Reply

  12. Me, too. As opposed to, say, orangutans . . .

    PPPPBBBBBLLLLLTTTTT

    *g*

    Comment by Barbara Caridad Ferrer — January 18, 2008 @ 5:39 pm | Reply

  13. you know there’s a name for people like you, people who get other people addicted to their blog and then stop posting for days and days and days at a time.

    The word might be “busy” or it might be some other b word.

    and now I have barbra streisand singing in my brain “peeeeeeeeepllll who neeeed peeeeeeplllll” and I’ll blame you for that, too.

    Comment by Kate R — January 23, 2008 @ 9:21 pm | Reply


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