Friday, July 31, 2009

Fascinating Covers, Tempting Books

I’ve always been a sucker for a good cover. At the recent Romance Writers of America annual national conference in Washington, DC, I met or picked up the promotional pieces from several authors who have been lucky enough to get strikingly attractive covers for their latest books. Their book promotional material—most of it printed at their own personal expense, by the way—simply leapt out at me.

The combination of colors, for instance, in Your Magic or Mine, by Ann Macela, was both eerie and just right for a book styled a paranormal romance. Green historically has been the color of weird stuff—starting with Frankenstein, later the Incredible Hulk, and in between, all kinds of comic books with supernatural elements. Of course, sometimes, the comics didn’t even bother to color things green, as witness this startling cover of Strange Adventures from many decades ago, with a giant hand about to cause serious trouble. It doesn’t have to be green to be menacing, does it?

On the other hand (ha, ha), the cover of Highway to Hell, by Rosemary Clement-Moore, is very appropriately dominated by the oranges that suggest hellfire and big trouble for the two teenage girls on a road trip. This one’s a young adult novel, part of a series in which Maggie Quinn finds herself fighting evil. There may not be much—or any— romance in it. But the line art style signals that humor should abound, and the breezy feel of the cover says this one ought to be fun. I’m sold.

The cover of Anna DeStefano’s newest, Dark Legacy, signals perfectly that this is going to be paranormal romance with a strong romantic suspense element. And so it is. This cover also would be fine for promoting a straight Gothic romance, if such existed anymore. I have to mention that Anna also attached chocolate to her covers at the conference, a sure draw for hungry romance writers roaming the public rooms of a large metropolitan hotel in search of contracts, contacts, and inspiration. Thanks, Anna!

Dragonbound, by Jade Lee, is another cover that is a happy confluence of color and design that grabbed my attention. The strong reds and browns contrast well with the heroine’s green gown and the green sky. Then the multiple touches of white and yellow highlight the hero and draw the eye down to the heroine below—pulling the reader right into the book. Just the way a cover should. Cover designers know that once a potential reader has opened the book, the chances are good for a sale. I picked up the bookmark with this cover on it instead of many others that were available. Buyers at bookstores are likely to pick up this book for the same reason, the striking cover.

And then there is Love’s Pursuit, by Siri Mitchell. This is religious romance, featuring a heroine from a “rigid community where appearance is everything” who “begins to question the rules and regulations of her childhood faith.” And, oh, yes, there are two men interested in her. The cover suggests Amish or Mennonite, or even Puritan. Since the promotional copy does not give the time period, this could be a historical romance set nearly four hundred years ago, or a contemporary in Pennsylvania or Utah, I suppose. The cover is a tease. But it’s a very effective one. The cap loosely sitting on the heroine’s head, and her gloriously messy red hair signal that rebellion and the quest for individual happiness, not to mention passion, will likely be elements of this romance. And it’s a beautiful cover, of an idealized, not-quite-real young woman whose eyebrows have been plucked and shaped despite the rigidity of her circumstances. Interesting dualities, and just begging for me to find this book and look inside.

This is what good cover art does for me. It lures me in, makes me ask questions, and tempts me to look for answers inside a book. The lush colors and the polished artwork appeal on a sensual level. They promise that inside, the words themselves will deliver what the cover promises.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The Best of Times?

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way...
Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
English novelist (1812 - 1870)


This is a wonderful time for romance novels, and for books in general. Sales of romances are way, way up. In recessionary times, cheap entertainment always does well. The ebook world has exploded. I know people who do all their reading on Amazon Kindles, or Sony Readers. I know a man who is making a fortune doing Print on Demand of books in the public domain. I know someone whose zombie stories are taking off at last, fueled by the (to me) puzzling love of zombies in today’s young generation. Even though people keep worrying that kids don’t read, the Harry Potter and Twilight phenomena have proved that they do read what they like, that they are still interested in good stories, well told. Or even bad stories, poorly told, that strike a chord.

This is a terrible time for romance novels, and for books in general. Sales of printed books in general are way, way down. Publishers are laying off dedicated, experienced staff. Some are closing shop completely. The future of the conventional publisher is in doubt. The future of the conventional “dead tree” book is in doubt, also. Thousands of trained editors with deep experience in helping birth good writing are scrambling to get a toehold in whatever new media will fully replace the old, dying media.

Although movies are flourishing because they are cheap entertainment, this is a tough time for the arts. In an economic downturn that affects people of all economic levels, the typical patronage of the arts has dried up. The gifts that are the lifeblood of the arts are not available. As a result, opera and repertory companies all over America are being forced to tighten their belts, drop planned productions, furlough employees, and, sadly, in some cases declare bankruptcy. The Shakespeare Theatre Company in Washington, DC, is auctioning the handsome Art Deco-inspired costumes and sets from their recent production of Noel Coward’s “Design for Living” on eBay. It’s like the world is coming to an end.

And where is the place of romance in this new world? Women are no longer sitting on cushions sewing a fine seam, waiting for a knight in shining armor on a white steed to come knocking at the castle door. Women are on the battlefield themselves, in all areas of our culture. They may still need to break down the boardroom door of the big corporations, but they are on their way, even as the classic corporation crumbles and begs the Federal government for support. A Latino woman, Judge Sonia Sotomayor, is a nominee for the Supreme Court. What kind of man can be a strong hero when women are already such heroines?

Yet kick-ass heroines who fight hordes of demons seem to always find a guy who has complementary demonic powers, or who is a vampire, or a werewolf, or whatever, who wants to spend time with her despite (or because of) her demonic tattoos, her succubus powers, her vampiric tendencies, or worse. It’s just becoming difficult to tell who the good guys are.

Except that it’s not. The good guys are always the men with hearts, the men who are willing to risk everything to help the heroine save the universe. Or multiple universes. The heroines are always women with hearts, too, who are willing to risk their lives to do the right thing, even when the path forward is confusing and filled with pain. And despite all the darkness and misery inherent in an age in which vampires and demonic possession tales sell romances, we have comedy, too, as witness Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. Not only is Fitzwilliam Darcy the hero of many straight romantic fantasies written today, but he is proving himself to be a man for all seasons, dealing effectively with the zombies who dare to invade the proper evening party that Elizabeth Bennet was only mildly enjoying. In short, heroes are everywhere.

Now, I admit it, I would rather not have my romance served up with blood splashing everywhere. But apparently, many of today’s romance readers are made of sterner stuff. Which is pretty amazing considering that for the past few decades, girls have been brought up to be excessively girly, dressed in pink, white, and lavender, living in princess bedrooms, and being taught to show off their bodies in a sexy manner at a very early age. The result? The kick-ass, tramp stamp heroine whose wardrobe appears to be dark tank tops and black leather pants. The heroine of Destined for an Early Grave has added stilettos to the mix. And notice that she’s got a navel ring, too.

The best of times, the worst of times...romance is all around us, surviving even in confusing times.