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6/11/2011 9:29:47 PM
If You've Got It, Font It!
I was going to post my other long article about covers yesterday. I had several visuals and I thought it was pretty good. Then, when I was publishing, I somehow lost half of it. I now have to go in and recreate the rest, but first, I have to stop being so annoyed that I lost it!
Meanwhile over the last couple of weeks an issue has come up with some of my writer friends that I think may need discussing before the cover article anyway, since it's an integral part of the cover.
When an author is designing a book cover, font choice is the most likely aspect to be overlooked.
Honestly, I'm so naturally non-visual, I think I wouldn't have a clue about fonts if the type, size and placement of fonts hadn't been drummed into me throughout high school and college in my journalism and advertising classes.
There's a reason the programs on your computer contain a plethora of fonts. Every font has it's own characteristics and the choice you make gives potential readers an idea of the tone of your story.
So here is a title for my imaginery book: Blood, Sweat and Tears.
It's an old cliche and when you read it in the font above, it doesn't tell you much. It could be a book about almost anything. However, look what happens when font choice, font color, and background color get involved.
With a medium or light blue background on the cover and script, this is definitely a book for women. Maybe it's a romance or women's fiction. It looks somewhat emotional, traditional. I would expect to sink down into this story gradually and be touched, maybe cry a little.
Hmm...I'd still guess this was a story for women because of the color combination. But the colors and font indicate a more modern voice, and maybe some humor. But I'd expect my heroine to be going through some major drama because of the way the word "tears" is singled out in a larger font and different color. This would probably have a drawing/cartoon image on the cover to tell me a little more. This youthful look could signify a chick lit or YA voice.
Wow, this one's a different story completely. It's done in classic horror colors with the word "Blood" emphasized both with color and size. Maybe it's a vampire book. However, notice the font that's used. It feels a bit fun and campy. Maybe this is a tongue-in-cheek horror book. Something along the lines of the movies "Love at First Bite" or "Sean of the Dead." Again, if you were making the book cover you could choose an image that would clarify it a little more.
Notice that the second two examples are so visually interesting, you could probably get away with no image or very simple images with the titles.
Here's an actual example that my friend Tea Trelawny gave me permission to use. She'd contacted me with concerns about her cover. This was her first version:
This erotic romance just wasn't evoking the right feeling when I looked at it. Why?
Hot picture? Check. Hot double entendre title? (The guy is a photographer) Check. Sexy author name? Check. All the elements seemed to be there except...
I realized the simple block-like font was cancelling out the sexiness of everything else. So Tea sent a new version:
It was a little better, but I still wasn't getting that feeling. I typed her title and name into a blank word document and copied them a bunch of times on the page, then I tried some fonts on them. First I thought script would be the answer for the title, but all the script fonts made the word "Exposure" look strange, not sexy. Finally, I came upon several fonts and thought I might have the answer to the riddle. I emailed her back that I thought the key to doing justice for this cover was in using a title font with sexy "x's." This is what she sent next:
Finally, I felt it! The hot photo goes with the sexy title (in a sexy font) and the great author name (also in a better font). The cover now looks like one unit, all working together for the same purpose. But Tea had another trick up her sleeve. She also sent this option.
I told her she'd gotten to the point where it was now a pure judgement call or preference. You could rightly choose the yellow so it stands out more from the page or the pink because, with this color scheme, it gives more of a boudoir feel. I also thought she should try the author name across the top and see if she liked it, but, again, once the font was right, it all became a matter of preference, not necessity.
To see what she chose as her final cover look, click here.
Next blog, which I'll put up as soon as I finish recreating it: Watch out! Don't Blow Your Cover!
6/4/2011 4:12:31 PM
A Title By Any Other Name
Since many of us are not only authors now, but are acting as our own publishers, we sometimes need to change hats when necessary to achieve our goals.
This is where I'm lucky to have worked in marketing-oriented jobs for so long. I saved the hat, and it's fairly easy for me to dust it off and put it back on whenever necessary.
As writers, our goals are to write good, satisfying stories and top them off with titles that sound pretty to our ears. As publishers, our goal is to sell books. Sometimes these two goals can be at odds. Sadly, your favorite title may not be the one that gets the point across best to potential readers.
So far, I think most of the novels on my hard drive have had about 3 titles each. I tend to remember the original name and the final one, but sometimes I forget the middle one.
Not Dreaming of You started out as Finding Kiki's Caveman, but at some point I realized the title focused on only one or two lines of the story. (I'm a sucker for rhyme and alliteration, so I think I just loved the "K" sound, followed by the "C" sound.) I can't remember what the middle title was, but I finally settled on one that focuses on the central plot, which involves a dream, and still sounds like a romantic comedy.
Don't Make Me Make You Brownies began life as Acting Like Abbie. (Note the alliteration again.) I realized that title sounded pretty old-fashioned, so I tried Escaping the Chupacabra on for size. The Chupa is a thread that runs throughout the story--Abbie uses it as a metaphor for having her soul sucked out by the TV biz, then possibly having the rest of her life sucked away as a suburban housewife if she chooses Rick. However, I soon learned that a lot of people didn't know what the chupacabra was, so I moved on.
After Don't Make Me Make You Brownies started finaling in contests, I was contacted by people I didn't even know telling me how much they loved the title, and it really encompasses the theme. Abbie is struggling with what many women do--the desire to be with and take care of the people she loves, without allowing her whole life to be swallowed up by their needs.
I can't remember the original name for Always Dreaming of You, but the first title for Mia Like Crazy was On Impulse. I later decided that sounded like a suspense novel, instead of the women's fiction/romance hybrid it is.
The bottom line is, when I put my publisher's hat on, I need to use titles that are representative of the content, mood, and genre of my stories while keeping in mind what might spark someone's interest and speak to those who are most likely to become my core readership.
My advice to other authors is to take a step back from your book and think what type of book a person would imagine that title to represent. If your story is action packed, but your title sounds like it's a book of romantic poetry, you might want to rethink.
And what if you decide your title isn't spot on? How can you come up with another after all this time?
One way to do this is to make a list of all the words you can come up with that relate to your story and then try to put them together in the most compelling way.
Example: Pirate, captain, ship, sails, sword, fighting, blood, medallion, treasure, noose, love...
If you've written a gritty, action-packed pirate romance like Jennifer Bray-Weber, you might call it Blood and Treasure and use the image to convey the romance part. (See next blog about covers.)
The trick is not to get so attached to a title as an author that you can't do what's best for sales as a publisher. Because in the end, after I write the story that makes me happy, I want to sell books.
A Booger, Two Yule Cakes and a Mexiglo
Home from college for the summer, I pulled up to my Aunt Carmen's house alone. I got out and walked up the driveway to the backyard where my cousin's wedding shower was being held. When I rounded the corner of the house, I encountered a row of Mexican women in folding chairs, who stopped talking and stared at me wide-eyed. I glanced down to see if I'd dropped something on my dress.
Just then, I heard one woman say, "Ahhh! La hija de Gloria!" And the other women proceeded to play "telephone," each murmuring the information to the person next to them. "La hija de Gloria...la hija de Gloria." Yes, they'd figured it out--I was the daughter of Gloria, which, of course, explained my light skin and too-light hair, made beachy-blonde by my time spent on Padre Island those college summers.
Gloria was the only one in the family who'd married an Anglo, so all was explained by those 4 words. It wasn't the first time something like that had happened to me and wouldn't be the last, since my aunts were always inviting friends, friends of friends, and distant cousins from Laredo to come to family events. It often took me be suprise, though, because I felt so "at home" with my relatives, I didn't think about the difference until it was pointed out in some way.
After spending my early life in California, far away from my relatives in Texas and Louisiana, my family moved to my mother's home town of Corpus Christi, Texas. That's when I began to experience what it was to be a "Mexiglo" as my parents called it.
Years later, I had a conversation with a Mexiduran (Mexican Honduran) friend of mine in which I described the difference between visiting my dad's Louisiana family--nearly all of our ancestors have British names and pioneered their way to the south over a century or two--and my mom's family, which came to this country from Monterrey and Saltillo Mexico during my grandparents' generation.
I remember telling my Mexiduran friend that on the Anglo side of my family, there was what I called "organized love." When you visit for Thanksgiving, everyone expects a hug when you come in and possibly when you leave, if they don't expect to see you for a while. Typically, you get up to one compliment from a given relative per visit, but no gushing. I tend to think this came from the understated British culture, and the fact that my dad's mother always believed that one of the most dangerous things for a person to have was a "big head," so it was important to support family members within limits that would keep their hat size in the normal range.
Then I told my friend about visiting my Mexican-American relatives. My aunts would hug me, then hold onto me for long periods of time while we talked. They tended to touch anything they were complimenting--my necklace, my clothes, my hair... I had an aunt and a cousin who would see me and cry, "You get more beautiful every time I see you!" Compliments were passionate, repeated--to make sure you heard them over all the talking--and plentiful.
When I finished telling this part, my Hispanic friend said, "Oh, I thought that's how all families were."
This is one reason I had trouble giving my English as a Second Language students definitive answers to some of their cultural questions. Latin Americans, Asians, and Middle Easterners all wanted to know what was appropriate when they were invited to events by Americans. A person who came from only one culture might have given them a more definite answer, but I found myself explaining time and time again that, while there are some general guidelines, Americans are from all different cultures and people have different ideas of how to do everything. My best advice was to ask specific questions about what to wear and what to bring when they were invited to an event, so they wouldn't feel uncomfortable once they got there.
There have also been some really hilarious moments that stemmed from my being a Mexiglo. My favorite is the Christmas season that I was throwing a party at a cable company when I worked for Showtime Networks. I had these beautiful yule log cakes sitting in the conference room and customer service reps were lined up out the door to get their pieces. A Mexican American rep named Oscar asked what flavors the two cakes were. I said, "Vanilla and Mocha." When he wrinkled his nose, I added, "'Mocha,' Oscar, not 'moco' ('booger' in Spanish)."
He laughed, then asked, "Are you Mexican?"
"Half," I answered.
I felt for my "beauty mark" as my parent's called it, found it on the left side of my face and said, "This half," as I pretended to cut myself in half longways.
Oscar laughed so hard he doubled over, then laughed some more. When he finally caught his breath, he said, "I meant, 'Your mother or your father?'"
You see, my entire life, my dad had told me the beauty mark on my face signified which half of me was Mexican. Although I always knew it was a joke, when Oscar asked, I was distracted by hostessing and automatically gave him my dad's answer.
Needless to say, the line was held up for several minutes as he retold the story to everyone within earshot. Was I embarrassed? Oh no, I've done much sillier things than that, but that's another blog.
So, that explains a lot about Not Dreaming of You. Just as I got a huge kick out of My Big Fat Greek Wedding, I love both the family and cultural differences between witty, sarcastic Mark and open, passionate Kiki.
And living with a Chinese-American husband who came from immigrant parents and a step-son who is Chottish--Chinese-Scottish--in ancestry, certainly has brought a little--actually a lot of--something extra into my life.
I guess I just think life's more interesting when you mix it up a little.
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