All the love to Gilly
I had been bemoaning many things about how to deal with self-publishing TSV, which right now is the only way I really want to go, and the other day it was my failure to design the cover. Dan bought me a light pen so I could, but it was clear I just couldn’t do it. The very, very lovely and talented offered to help.
This is what she did. (Click, and make it really, really big. Seriously.)
I swear to god, I’m going to publish this book if for no other reason than to put this cover on it. Is it not beautiful? And so FUCKING PERFECT? At first I thought the figure should be a man, but then I thought, no, she’s right. The Goddess is better. And that nebulae is so womb-like. I mean, this is the goddamned Void, right there. That’s my whole book, RIGHT THERE.
Gilly rocks. Gilly really, really rocks.