Thoughtful About . . . Prayer

Thoughtful About . . . Prayer

by Jean-François Millet Angelus, 1859

Prayer.

It’s one of those things that believers know we need. It’s communion. It’s supplication. It’s worship.

It’s crucial. Vital.

And hard for me to find the time to engage in.

That sounds awful, and is awful. But it’s true, and I suspect I’m not the only busy parent who encounters this. I can find time every day to read my Bible, because whenever a little one comes up and interrupts me, it’s just a matter of finding my place again and continuing. But when prayer is interrupted (which it always is), it’s a little harder to get back to.

Sometimes I journal my prayers, and that works well…until I can’t find a pen or misplace my notebook. Which happens, LOL.

But one of my resolutions this year was to spend more time in prayer. And so, each day, I’m trying.

Usually, it looks like this. The kids run out of the room on some search, and I whisper to the Lord the thoughts weighing on my mind. It lasts about half a minute, before the little ones come tearing back in. Or I’m in the shower. Shower has become prayer time. It’s the only solid 15 minutes I have in a day without guaranteed interruptions, so I’ve made a concerted effort to use it for that God time.

And mostly, I’m trying to listen. You know those times you get that feeling? I’m making a conscious decision to heed those.

Like last week, when I got that feeling that I should fill up the water jugs. We have a well, so no electricity = no water. It was supposed to be colder than it had been in 20 years, and windy. So I filled up the jugs. And I prayed the Lord would keep us warm. And I knew–knew–we’d lose power.

It went out at 3 a.m. and didn’t come back on until twelve hours later. The house had dropped down to just under 50 degrees, but we had water. And we kept warm enough. And I thanked God for that warning whisper.

I’ve also found myself praying very pointedly lately. Like, when praying for a new opportunity, being very specific in what I hope for and when I hope for it. These prayers always feel a little strange to me, and I tend to hedge them with, “You know…maybe…if this is Your will…” But they also feel right. And they keep proving themselves. Twice now in the last couple weeks these very-specific prayers have yielded very-specific, very quick results.

When I think of prayer, I often think of Jewel of Persia. My heroine had a prayer life I aspire to, yet which feels very out of reach to me. She, after all, had servants to help her out, LOL. But though I can’t feasibly spend hours on my knees before the Lord, I can give Him my all. I can trust Him fully to deliver what’s best for me. And yes, I can listen.

And when I listen…well, I won’t say nothing ever catches me by surprise. But a lot less has lately. Good news and bad have been more a “Okay…yep…that’s what God was saying, all right” than a “Wha????”

I’ve got a lot of growing to do here yet. A lot. But I love these lessons. I love crawling up into the lap of my God and knowing He’s holding me tight. I love pausing, stopping, and getting that feeling. I love knowing it’s my heavenly Father, guiding me through my every day.

I love having prayer in my life. And I’m so, so grateful that my Lord loves it too.

Behind the Design – Cover of Soul Painter

Behind the Design – Cover of Soul Painter

Well last week’s cover post was so much fun, I decided to do another one today. =) Especially because this week I’m editing the truly-amazing book behind the cover.

Soul Painter is set in 1891 Chicago–a city of crime and excess, where the opium dens butt up against churches, where the opulence contrasts the squalor. The author of this book is Cara Luecht (pronounced “Licked”–I asked), and she has a skill the likes of which I haven’t seen in years for painting a mood.

What mood, you ask? Gothic. A touch of film noire. The elements are every designer’s dream. We have an eccentric hermit of a heroine–Miriam Beaumont hasn’t, so far as Chicago knows, stepped foot out of her warehouse apartment since her father died some years ago. Maybe she’s a witch. Maybe she was terribly burned in an industrial accident. Maybe…maybe…

Maybe she preferred to watch the world go by.

But she did go outside. Once in a while. Only at night. Only in the fog. Then she would pace the streets around her dormant warehouse, beside the cathedral. She would look up at the statue of the Virgin Mary outside it and identify with the cracked creation. But she would always return before dawn could pierce the fog.

And she would paint. She would watch the faces that went by, and she would paint. First what her eyes saw.

And then what her soul did. Over the layers of reality she would paint…the future. For years, she had done this, and then watched the children grow up into the image she had seen.

Until Ione. Ione was supposed to be strong. Ione was supposed to be successful. So why is the young woman now haunting the alleyway between the warehouse and cathedral as a prostitute? It puts her in the path of an attacker who preys on such women, who nearly kills her. Until the fog rolls in.

So begins an unlikely team of crime fighters. A hermit. A priest. A lawyer. Two prostitutes. Can they bring light to the seedy underbelly of Chicago? And maybe discover something about themselves–and of course, find some romance–along the way?

Curious yet? 😉

This is a truly fabulous book, and the moment I read the proposal, I knew we wanted it. And I was already envisioning the cover. I wanted to capture Miriam on one of her foggy night walks. Gray cloak obscuring her features, apprehension on her face. Perhaps when she first heard that moan coming from Ione. Perhaps when she sees dawn sneaking in.

As usual, I started with the stock photo sites, searching for images of women in cloaks. This was the best image I found for Miriam.

There’s a lot right about this–it’s full length, which I loved. The look on her face is great. Her face itself is a decent Miriam. But the braid–no. The color of the dress–no. For that matter, the color of the cape–no. And of course, the background is all wrong.

So I started by erasing the background and that braid. (Oh, how I love the clone and heal tools in Photoshop!)

Now that I had her isolated, I started playing with the colors. I decided to make the dress a teal. It is, in fact, not a color Miriam ever wore at this point in the story, but she ends up with a very important dress that draws on that color palette, and I like the idea of bringing it in.

Then I made the cloak gray.

At some point I remembered to change her eye color to gray too, but I don’t remember when I did that, LOL.

So my next task was the background. I actually did a lot of searching for this one, trying to find that perfect image that would capture Chicago at the time. I searched, and I searched. I tried some arches. I tried some doorways. And then I growled and tried “cathedral.” Bingo!

This is actually from New Orleans, LOL, but it’s the right style and age, and I loved the picture itself. Foggy, which blurs the street lights enough that you can’t really tell if they’re gas or electric.

But it’s too bright–you know, like day–and I wanted some serious mood. So I darkened the image and added a color overlay. Teal again, to pull in the dress. (And took out that orange traffic cone, LOL. Eventually. Actually didn’t notice it until Cara said, “Uh, Roseanna…?”)

 

Ah, much better. =) Now to plug Miriam into it.

Okay, now we’re getting somewhere. There’s just one rather crucial piece missing.

The fog.

I deemed this a learning experience and hit Google. =) You know what I love about the internet these days? There are tutorials for everything online. I’d never tried to create fog in Photoshop before, but I knew it could be done. So I typed “how to make fog in Photoshop” into my handy-dandy search engine, and voila! A tutorial! Better yet, it’s easy. A pretty simple matter of creating a new layer, adding the cloud filter, and then fooling with the fade gradient.

So I added a layer of fog to Miriam by the cathedral.

Ah yes, there we are! That’s what I was looking for!

Now, the masterful Cara Luecht also has some background in design, and an eye that shows it. She knew exactly what she wanted for her cover in terms of style. She wanted a black block at the bottom, a flourish coming up behind it, and the tag line for the book on there.

I actually had some trouble finding a flourish that would work. There are tons of free flourishes out there online, but they’re small. And I needed to make this one HUGE. So I actually ended up buying a vector pack, which I try to avoid for this sort of element, LOL. And selected this one.

Now, the title. We actually debated a bit about this too. =) Cara had at first titled it Portrait of Grace, which was thematically awesome. Problem was, it didn’t speak to the mystery and intrigue. And mystery and intrigue are a very vital element to this story, so we tossed around several different ideas. Drew on our other awesome WhiteFire authors to vote. And decided on Soul Painter. Because, well, she paints the souls of people. And paints them from her soul. So it works. =)

Hence began the search for a font. I couldn’t find one that I loved, so I ended up patching a couple together. The S in Soul is different than the rest.

Then we had only to put it all together!

And I’m thrilled to say that when I posted this one to Facebook, I got a bigger response than I ever had to a cover. My book club ladies even approached me at a Christmas event that week and said, “We’re reading that, right? Tell me more about it!” That tag line and the cover hooked them. Which is, of course, our goal. =)

And it’s a book that deserves to hook. It’s got intrigue, spiritual truths, history, romance, and hope against a backdrop of darkness. Love it. Seriously. And you will too. So you know, if you wanna pre-order, feel free. 😉

Word of the Week – Fiesty

Word of the Week – Fiesty

The Duchess of Chevreuse as Diana the Huntressby Claude Deruet, 17th century

We see a lot of historical heroines described as feisty–and why not? It’s a great word, right? It means “spirited,” right?

Wrong. Though I just learned this recently, and now I’m wondering if I’m guilty of using this wrongly, LOL. First of all, feisty wasn’t ever used until 1896. At which point it was an Americanism that meant “aggressive, exuberant.”

But here’s the kicker. Do you know where it comes from? I didn’t. But apparently it’s from fice, a word for a dog. Particularly a stinking dog. For centuries, folks would use fice (also spelled feist) to describe, er, passing gas.

So not exactly a compliment, LOL. And I’m going to think twice about using it again in anything but a contemporary, where that original meaning has been largely forgotten.

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Thoughtful About . . . 1,000 Posts

Thoughtful About . . . 1,000 Posts

Yesterday marked my 1,000th published post on Writing Roseanna. Happily, my chosen post for the day was a fun one, LOL. Apparently I’m not the only one in the world so intrigued by book covers and the process of making them. 😉

I was debating what to do to celebrate this milestone. A giveaway? Maybe. Maybe. Some sort of party was surely in order. But…what?

Honestly, as I sit down to write this, I’m still not sure. But I figured I’d start with a few things I’ve learned through blogging.

* It’s a great way to make friends. Some of you readers I would never know if not for blogs, but I’m so, so glad I do!

* I like having a venue for my thoughts. I’m not exactly a record-setting blogger with a devoted throng of tens of thousands who come by to see my wisdom, LOL, but I’ve worked through a lot of faith issues on here. That’s not to be disdained.

* Consistency is definitely key. So even though I’ve gone down to three days a week from my at-first five, I do try to keep those days consistent. And when I miss one, I notice.

* God can use blogs in a big way. Which sounds funny, LOL. But seriously. I couldn’t tell you how many times a blog reader has left a comment that just brightened my day and kept me going. And I love those days when I get a note, either in comments or email, saying my post was just for a particular person that day. Those are always, “Wow, God. Thanks.” moments.

And so, I’d like to thank you all today. You who comment so faithfully, you who read but don’t often choose to interact like that. You who insist I keep blogging when some days I wonder if the blogosphere really needs one more voice.

So I’m going to offer one of my books to someone. Not gonna make it fancy–two ways to enter, and one of them is tell me what you’d like if you win. =) (A Stray Drop of Blood, Jewel of Persia, Love Finds You in Annapolis, Ring of Secrets, Whispers from the Shadows, or Circle of Spies)

 (Circle of Spies isn’t out yet, but I’m giving you that option anyway–with the understanding that you’ll be waiting on it if you select that one.)
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Behind the Design – Cover of Sweet Mountain Music

Behind the Design – Cover of Sweet Mountain Music

Quick note ~ Don’t forget I’m running a giveaway of The Wyoming Heir!
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Last week I was in a designing groove, so had some fun with the next WhiteFire historical, due to release in May. Sweet Mountain Music is a really fun story set in the Pacific Northwest in the 1890s. Chloe Williston is determined to make a name for herself as a journalist and earn her father’s respect–and thinks the way to do it is to tag along on a handsome naturalist’s expedition. His search–for the legendary Great North American ape (a.k.a. Sasquatch or Bigfoot).

In a time when gorillas had just recently been discovered in Africa, the idea of a giant ape in North America was downright reasonable, and I just love the comical voice author Suzie Johnson employs as she combines history and romance with whimsy.
But here was my challenge as a designer–how do I capture the allure of the adventure but also convey the historical era? How do I make it look fun and compelling without crossing over into silly? And how in the world was I to find a model that would let me accomplish all this???
Well, I’d been browsing the stock image sites for a few months, trying various search options until I finally found a model that looked promising.

She has the right look for Chloe–honey brown hair, the old books in her arms are great. But I wanted a bit more quirk. And blue eyes. And the costume sure isn’t right–the shirt could pass, but that skirt is way too slim.

And Suzie specifically requested a pith helmet. So.

I took a public domain photo of this bustle-era dress:

and copied the bustle part onto Chloe. I tilted her head a bit to give her a more playful look, and also added a helmet.

The result was this model:

Definitely the look I was going for–I loved the contrast of the helmet that screamed “Victorian adventure!” with the bustle. The books speak to her ambitions, but also add to the contrast.
Next came the background. I toyed with quite a few before my hubby said, “You need something green. Somewhere where Bigfoot could be hiding.” So I searched for leafy pictures of the Cascade range, and this one really worked with my model picture.

Plugged it in behind her, adjusted some lighting, a layer for texture,

and voila. I did the usual dance while trying to find the perfect fonts and frame to offset the title, played with positioning etc. I landed on a combination I liked after just a bit of trial and error.

I just needed one more thing. Purely for fun. =) Something to harken back to that Sasquatch search. Something…something like this.

Nowhere too noticable, mind you. Sasquatch is a hard fella to find, after all. But I bet you can spot it. 😉 Here’s the final front cover.

I have to admit, I loved it as soon as it came together–it felt like “it” to me. So I sent it to Suzie, who agreed that it captured all the elements we wanted to capture. She loved it too, so there we go! The final cover!

While I was at it, I went ahead and built the full cover too. Back copy may yet be tweaked, and that endorsement is obviously a place holder, LOL.

Overall, I gotta say I love how this one turned out–which is all the better because it had me stumped for so long. But you know, for two days’ work, this was a lot of fun. Bring on the next, WhiteFire! 😉