Cover Design – The Keepsake Legacies Series by Stephanie Grace Whitson

Cover Design – The Keepsake Legacies Series by Stephanie Grace Whitson

A few months ago, I had one of those heart-racing moments. On an email list I belong to, a well-established author mentioned that she was re-releasing some of her backlist and asked for cover designer recommendations. Obviously, I offered my services. And was beyond thrilled when she hired me.

Because this is Stephanie Grace Whitson, whose books I passed many a teenaged weekend with. I have quite a few of them on my shelf to this day. So to get to help breathe new life into some of those older titles . . . well, that’s just pretty darn cool. =)

The first series up for new covers was The Keepsake Legacies Series: Sarah’s Patchwork, Karyn’s Memory Box, and Nora’s Ribbon of Memories.

First, of course, came the first one. Steph had sent along some photographs she had of the house she based the one in the book on, so I started there.

Of course, that’s just a little tiny photo, and it’s a scan of a paper photo, so I couldn’t enlarge it too much without losing quality. So I kept it small, and added in a big blue sky with some white clouds. Since this picture also ended rather abruptly, I also found another picture of a house with more of the surrounding area and stole some trees and yard and sidewalk. 😉

That seemed like a pretty good background to get me started; which meant it was time to tackle the model. This can be tricky for a historical. And especially tricky if you don’t just want to use the same stock images that everyone else is using. I do that sometimes, but I wanted something really special because this is Stephanie Grace Whitson. 😉 So I decided to build the models. Ahem. Just like Legos. 😉

I started with a model who I thought matched her character rather well.

I liked her hair, the way she was looking down . . . of course, the dress wasn’t right. And I wanted to get rid of that flower in her hair. So I copied some other hair from another pose of the same model in to get rid of the flower, and off I went to hunt for costuming.

I ended up choosing, in part, a public domain image of a dress from the appropriate era.

The styling was right, and I liked the white for this innocent young heroine . . . but it was way too frilly and over-the-top for her to be wearing on an everyday basis, and Steph had stressed “nothing fancy.” So I decided to turn it into a shirtwaist and use another image of a plain skirt.

Of course, I had to do some copying and pasting to get the sleeve to fit around the model’s arm, and paste the hand on top so it was interacting with this garment. Also fit the high collar around her face better with some copying and deleting. Love how it turned out.

I liked the composition of this, but I wanted a softer look. First I ran a Photoshop Action, which is a pre-set list of steps taken to change shading that you can overlay over a work with a single click. I also added a texture, to get this.

Then it was time for words. I started with Stephanie’s name, at the top and attention-grabbing. It’s in a standard font (one of my favorites, Linux Libertine), arranged so that the last name is as wide as first and middle together. To get it stand out, I faded a layer of cream out behind it, just a bit.

Now the series name. I knew this would have to be consistent across all the books, and I wanted to make it simple and elegant, but also easy to read in a thumbnail. I decided to put it at the bottom, with some elegant scrollwork behind it (and another faded layer to make it stand out). The font is the same as the author name.

Now, of course, the title. I wanted to combine the elegant Linux Libertine font with a beautiful script. so I went with Maphylla for the name and made it large. In typical me-fashion, I wove the two words together a bit, and also added a texture to “Sarah’s.”

I sent it to Steph, expecting the usual requests for tweaks and changes. To my surprise and delight, she absolutely loved it just as it was. =) Here’s how it turned out when I did the full cover.

Of course, the rest of the series wasn’t quite so easy. 😉 But I love how they eventually turned out too.

In these cases, the titles were simple, since I already had the fonts and positioning chosen. I just had to worry with main images. For #2, we were dealing with a sod house. Steph had sent a photo she had of one of those too, but I ended up using a stock image of the same one, from a slightly better perspective. 😉

She’s also sent me this image, as who her heroine was based on.

So off I went in search of a match. As I browsed model images, this one grabbed me right away.

There were similarities in the face shape, eye shape, etc. Of course, her hair was the wrong color, and she was a bit more glamorous than that black and white, LOL. But hair color can be changed, makeup can be digitally toned down, and I just loved the expression on her face. So I plugged her in, in front of the sod house.

But obviously the wedding dress wasn’t “it.” I put the same skirt on her as was on Sarah, changing the color, and debated what to do for the top. I decided a shawl might be cool, so I searched for images of a woman with a shawl. This one seemed promising, so I gave it a try.

Darkening the redhead’s hair to match the color in the shawl picture (which was the correct color for Karyn), I ended up with this.

Of course, I needed a background, and I decided to try a stormy sky. I put that in and then I put on the words and sent to Stephanie.

She wasn’t sure about this one. She definitely didn’t like the stormy sky (too brown–which I can certainly see), and was concerned that the model was too beauty-model and not “ethnic” enough. Changing out the sky was easy.

And I tried some other models.

Looking at them all side-by-side, Steph decided there was something about the expression on the first model’s face that called to her, too, so she asked to see that model on the brighter background. And we ended up with our final.



And the full cover…

And finally, book 3.

This one promised to be a bit trickier. Steph wanted the store in the background, which meant I’d be hard-pressed to have any sky in there, as there aren’t many pictures of buildings like that with sky behind them. But Steph found this storefront image that she really liked, aside from the incorrect words on it.

And she suggested this model for the clothing.


Now, I love this series of this model–so much in fact that I’d already used it for WhiteFire’s Austen in Austin. I really don’t like to use the same images for multiple covers, so I decided I’d just make it so different you wouldn’t readily be able to tell it was the same. 😉

To start with, I tweaked the building as needed, and even took photos of some hats and hatboxes lying around my house (ahem) to fill the window and put the actual name of the shop in the story on it. Then I put in this model picture and changed the dress to a deep red. (And deleted the poor woman’s head, since she didn’t match the description.

I considered a version of this model with a parasol, but the parasol would have completely obscured the building. That idea had to go bye-bye, even though I knew this one’s spyglass wouldn’t be able to stay either. Then I went searching for a face that would match her description of Nora. I fell pretty quickly in love with this lovely lady for my purposes.

She fit the image perfectly in terms of body positioning, etc.

Interesting tidbit–Stephanie wasn’t sure at first that she matched the description of Nora, so went back to find a paragraph in the book describing her. As it turned out, my wild guesses matched the description perfectly! Full lips, perfectly arched brows, honey-blond hair. Yay! Always cool when that happens, LOL.

But of course, this woman’s makeup was Too. Much. Especially that red lipstick. I found someone with a a natural looking mouth…

…copied just that mouth, and then actually manipulated its shape to exactly match the model. Voila.

The final step was to get rid of the spyglass in her hands and replace it with something more appropriate. I found an image of a closed parasol and worked that in there.

Which gave us our final front.

And of course, the full. =)

So there we have it! The complete Keepsake Legacies Series. I love how these turned out, and I was so glad to know that Stephanie was pleased as well. Soon we’ll be getting started on the second series she’s re-releasing, and I’m excited to see where that one takes us. =)

Word of the Week – Bang(s)

Word of the Week – Bang(s)

I was in middle school when I read L. M. Montgomery’s Emily series. And man, did I love those! Even more than the Anne series, and that’s saying something. I loved Emily especially, you see, because she was a writer. Need I say more?

Well, in one of those books, Emily has a moment of extreme rebellion and decides to “cut a bang.” She’d never liked her high forehead, but her aunt/guardian had always been very strict about modest styles and didn’t like these new fashions.

I won’t tell you how long it took me to realize that “a bang” was in fact “bangs.” It’s embarrassing to admit. 😉

The hairstyle got its name in 1878 and was indeed singular for many years. The etymology of it isn’t actually very clear. There’s a notion that it’s something straight and abrupt–horses sometimes had a “bang-tail.” We know that a bang was taken from this notion, but not exactly why the horse’s tail was called that to begin with. The best guess is that it ends abruptly, “with a bang” as it were.

The verb to bang, i.e. “strike hard with a loud blow” dates from the 1540s, with the noun form following by the end of the century. Bang-up has been used since the 1830s as a phrase meaning, “excellent, first rate”–probably a shortening of the phrase bang up to the mark.

As for me . . . I have sometimes in my life sworn never to get bangs again . . . and then at other times sworn I would always have them, LOL. At this point I have them, quite happily. And on that oh-so-pivotal thought (guess who has a haircut scheduled for tomorrow so has hairstyles on the brain?), I bid you all a lovely week!

Thoughtful About . . . Contests and Awards

Thoughtful About . . . Contests and Awards

My Monday started out pretty normal–I was editing Giver of Wonders, which made me two minutes late to get our homeschool day started. Had a load of laundry in. As soon as morning classes were done, I ran to get dressed, get the garbage down to the end of the driveway, and then switched out the laundry.

Only after that did I bother slipping over to my computer. There was a message flashing for my attention on Facebook, from a writing friend (she will remain anonymous for the protection of her cat, tee hee hee). It said:

Congratulations on your Christy nomination for The Lost Heiress!!!!!!!! Dani Pettrey just shared this and I scared my cat squealing so loud…

My oh-so-eloquent reply:

My WHAT?!

I soon saw for myself.

Needless to say, I got very little accomplished after that. I answered a lot of messages and comments and emails.

And I had plenty of time to think.

I’ve blogged before about contests and the twisty paths to our dreams. I wrote the post in 2012, and it’s mostly held true for me. I’ve had to keep a constant rein on my emotions when it comes to contests, because I’m a competitive person given to pride, and I do NOT want to ever make winning an award my goal in  my writing life. In 2012 I stated that God hadn’t called me to give up contests.

Here’s how that’s progressed.

First, He made it clear it was something I shouldn’t put my money into, as I had other places that needed it more. I only entered when my publisher offered to pay for it.

Next, He made it clear that I could only enter this one particular book one year, for this one particular reason.

This year, He said, Do you really need that?

And I said, “No. I don’t. I’m done entering contests. If ever you want me to have anything to do with another one, Lord, it’ll have to be one that someone else nominates me for.”

You see, I’d asked my agent about them, and she gave me her wise experience–that they don’t boost sales; they’re largely just bragging rights. And lemme just tell you, I do NOT need to slip into bragging, LOL. I know how cranky I get when finalist lists are published, even when I didn’t enter the contest. (No, that’s not pretty. Which is why I grant myself exactly two seconds to be not-pretty about it, confess my not-pretty to my best friend who understands completely, and then congratulate the finalists and move on. I really am happy for my friends who final–really, really, really. It always just takes me a second to remember that I’m not pursuing that, because it makes me not-pretty.)

So here I am on the Tuesday following the announcement of the Christy Award nominations. I have that beautiful meme with the award seal and my book beside some other truly fabulous books. And I reread my post from 2012, and I think, “How do I feel about contests today?”

Well, in some ways no different at all. The fact remains that even if I win, it’s not going to change anything. Books aren’t going to fly off shelves. My old mini van isn’t going to morph into a limousine. My kids certainly aren’t going to stop asking me to make their lunch or scowling at me when I tell them to do their schoolwork. My life won’t change in the slightest, except that, if I won, I would get to put Award-winning author of The Lost Heiress before my name.

But a few new thoughts have surfaced.

First and foremost, I am so honored that my publisher entered my book. Pubs don’t tell authors who they enter and who they don’t, for obvious reasons. So as an author, we can’t even know if we’re under consideration until that list comes out, and then we only know if we’re on it. Not being on it could mean we just didn’t make the cut, or it could mean our publisher didn’t submit it.

Bethany House submitted it. They invested money and faith in me. That . . . that right there means so much. It humbles me. And it makes me smile. I’m so incredibly blessed to be working for this company, to be on my second series with them.

Next thought–I love this industry. Not because of the companies or the awards or the anything–I love the people. Because within minutes, Tamera Alexander had emailed me and Jody Hedlund and Elizabeth Camden to congratulate us all, encourage us all, and say what an honor it is to be on the list with us.

Insert Roseanna laughing, because we all know that if anyone’s honored to be on the list with anyone else… 😉 Seriously, these ladies rank as some of my favorite authors. And even more so now, as we exchanged a few emails. There was no sense of competition. Just a comradeship. A sense of “We’re in this together, and let’s celebrate getting this far together!”

What a beautiful thing. What beautiful people.

Am I happy? Sure. It’s an amazing surprise to get on a Monday morning. But that’s all it is. A happy surprise. An afternoon with an extra piece of chocolate and a lot of comment-answering to gobble up my time. It doesn’t change my book. It doesn’t change me. We’re both still what we were before that list came out. And my goal is still, always, to write to win hearts, not awards. To follow His call.

I’m probing deep inside now, making sure that I really, honestly don’t care if I win or lose. Because in the past, I haven’t been quite okay. Mostly okay. But there’s always been a pang. And I guess we’ll see if that pang is still there when the winner is announced in June. But right now…right now I feel free of that. I’m just grateful. Just honored. And just as certain as ever that it doesn’t matter. Not the award or the potential for it.

But there is something that matters in all this.

There is Bethany House, who believe in me. There are readers who were judges, who saw value in a story into which I poured 20 years of my heart. There are Tammy and Jody and Dorothy, who are amazing women I get to sit beside at this virtual table. There are friends and readers who took the time to get in touch with me yesterday to offer their congratulations.

And there is, always, my Lord. Who shows me that as with everything else in life, the real reward is in the people. The relationships. Never in the gold seal.

Word of the Week – Kiwi

Word of the Week – Kiwi

Last week after hearing someone from New Zealand refer to themselves as a Kiwi, my hubby got curious as to where that word came from. So I obligingly looked it up. 😉

Apparently the first thing to earn the name was the bird native to New Zealand. It’s an imitative word, so imagine these little, flightless birds saying, “ki-wi. Ki-wi.” (Which makes total sense.) It had been a Maori word for who knows how long, adopted into English in 1835.

During Word War I, New Zealand soldiers began to be called kiwis, and from there it branched out to include all NZers.

Now, in America we associate kiwi with a very delicious little fruit. 😉 This is very new! They began to be imported to the US from NZ in 1966, and so we called them “kiwi fruit” because “kiwi” described where they came from. In New Zealand, they obviously don’t call them that–they call them, instead, “Chinese gooseberries.” (That right there rates a big ol’ “REALLY? Who knew?”) (UPDATE–I’ve heard from a few New Zealanders who say they do call the fruit kiwi. So I’m going to assume that it was once called Chinese gooseberry, but not anymore. Or else Etymonline is lying to me.) 😉

Happy Monday, everyone!

Winners!!

Winners!!

It’s time to announce winners!

First, for the set of books I was offering as a bonus giveaway for the Christian Fiction Scavenger Hunt, the winner is:

Clare Farrelly

And the winner of Rowena’s Comfort Giveaway, including books, scarf, necklace, and goodies, is:

Teresa Osborne

Emails have been sent to both of you, so check your inboxes. Happy Friday!