Hey there, Pitch Wars Hopefuls. Are you excited for this year’s Pitch Wars? Well, we are. Team Patatas can’t wait to get started! First off, intros! I’m Gail, and I write historical fantasy and contemporary with a dash of magic for middle grade readers. I’m represented by the amazing Alyssa
I meant to write a New Year post in January, but I just couldn’t bring myself to. You see, 2016 had been great and terrible for me. In writing, I’ve met awesome new friends (waves at my literary soulmate and bad juju repellent), mentors, and critique partners who have made my writing so much better. But my personal life didn’t fare too well. My husband and I also lost family members, both human and creature. I still get choked up every time I think about them, especially my furry little boy Kubrick, who’d been my alter ego for so many years. Thing is, this wasn’t the first time crappier than crap happened to my family. Every time, we managed to pick ourselves up, and somehow be in a-bit-better situation than we were before the crappy stuff happened. It was as if crap 💩 was precursor for something good.
Let’s interrupt another hiatus! This time, with a book tour 🙂 But this isn’t your ordinary book tour post, mind you. It’s so happened that I don’t just know the author, but I was the one who made the book cover as well! In this post, I’ll tell you as much as I can about my process, and how we eventually got to the cover you’re seeing now.
Remember when I said I just cannot blog if my website’s design was a mess? WELL. Apparently, it takes me just a year to get bored with an existing layout. But you know, I think this one’s gonna be it!
When I’m feeling really down or stressed, and reading a book just wouldn’t do, I draw. It’s how I cope, especially when dealing with the loss of a pet. This is a doodle I made for Enzo the Pekin Duck.
I always find it hard to explain why I have to take so long editing. The meaning of “Why, is it not good enough yet?” will differ, depending on who’s asking. If it’s somebody who’s always trying to put me down, it has negative connotations. But for innocent friends and relatives who know what a perfectionist I am, it’s just what it is — isn’t my book good enough yet?