I finally had to make a very difficult decision about my baby, my 1st book cover. I must say I am in love. Thank you to everyone who voted. I truly appreciate your time and honest opinion. I made my choice with some changes. She is stunning and I she represents very closely the Zen in my mind.
“Blacks have never belonged in America,” was Father Malcolm’s mantra. In the year 2014, he created a settlement in Africa’s Serengeti for African Americans. Two hundred years later, the kingdom of Za and the citizens who inhabit it are thriving until one of them is forced into a secret world that will challenge everything she’s ever believed about herself and the kingdom she calls home.
Zen’s life is seemingly perfect. Set to marry the love of her life, she believes all of her dreams are about to come to fruition, but when she’s forced to join the Griothood, a secret society of storytellers, her life takes an abrupt turn.
When Zen learns the truth about herself and the kingdom she so loves, she is handed the responsibility of stopping a treacherous band of rebels before they destroy the kingdom. If she doesn’t stop fighting her calling and learn that no one is who they seem, Za is doomed.
And then there’s the breathtaking prince…
Torn between the life she knew and the stories she hears; Zen is left bewildered. Was her entire life a lie?
With so much at stake, can Zen save her kingdom and all she holds dear?
How frightening is it to give your baby, your creation, to someone else to scrutinize and pick apart? I found an affordable editor with great reviews, so I hope to have The Griot back in my hands soon. I pray that I have done my characters and this story justice and that this editor can help me mold it into perfection. I have always felt that if I were in the motherland and my ancestors had never been stolen away, I would be a griot or a jali. My ancestors compel me to tell stories. I want to impress them. I am glad for the break from the story, however, because when I get it back I will be able to look at it with fresh eyes.
Now that I am ready to find an editor for my novel, The Griot, I’m realizing how expensive it is. Some people charge 3 cents per word. That sounds cheap until you multiply 3 cents by 95,000 words.
Now my book cover designer is ready for me to give her dimensions (I did jump the gun by hiring a book cover designer before editing), and I am nowhere near ready to give her the number inches the spine of my book will be. Time for pulling out hair. I am not going to panic, though. It will all work out in the end.