As you see, I have a new banner.
I’ve spent the last two weeks working with a designer who could come up with the perfect logo to represent me and my writing.
Since I began writing “seriously” in 2008, I’ve tried to find the right wording and look for my work. I started off with Romance with a touch of Cajun spice because everyone said you had to have a tagline. Can we say I had no idea who I was as a writer? This is something I think that new authors spend too much time on when they should be discovering who they are. It’s kind of like growing up. You shouldn’t make life-changing decisions at eighteen because do you really know who you are at that age? No. I’m thirty-(mutters something) and I’m finally getting into my groove and realizing who I am. That’s what it’s like being a writer. You have to find your voice, find your niche and then you can figure out how to brand yourself.
Case in point, after I wrote my first two books in the Veil series, I realized I was writing just paranormal romance. That’s when I changed it to Paranormal Romance with a touch of Cajun spice. Kind of like when I was in college and went from the Psychology program to Education program because I hadn’t taken a single Psychology class by my third semester.
After I wrote Immortal Love, blushing all the while because those characters were naughty, I changed it again. Erotic Paranormal Romance with a touch of Cajun spice. But really, that’s a mouthful. Bwahaha. *snickers*
Ahem. Writing for Ellora’s Cave and joining up with the girls in the Cabal of Hotness showed me I could write something other than paranormal. And to my surprise, it isn’t complete crap. I think. I’ve spread my writing wings and written two spoofs and an erotic romance for men and there isn’t a shapeshifter, Amazon or banshee in sight.
Hence it’s now…
Thanks to Valerie at Inkblot, I have a logo that fits me. A sexy demon woman (just in case people forget my roots) and some smexy writing? Oh yes, I lurves it. I’ll have to find that picture my mom took when I was 4 or 5…with my pitchfork and the maniacal laughing face…she should have known then that I was no good. Or is it good at everything I do? Hm.
Happy Tuesday, y’all. Be sure to stop by tomorrow because we’re gonna blow the roof off with awesomeness!