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Help me choose a cover artist! :)

Cover art.

It can be bad on self-published books.

I don’t want that. (I’m sure you don’t want that for me either!)

Can you help me find the perfect cover artist for my book, Zombie Takeover?

The Kindle in 30 Challenge is officially over, and this is one of my very last steps. The goal was to have a book ready to publish on Kindle at the end of 30 days–or at least a messy first rough draft.

I had a messy final draft, which I just received back from Dr. Dennis Hensley, fully edited. If you need someone to edit your book–he is excellent!

But I’ve had one problem getting the challenge done.

That cover art.

I am in love with three different artists’ manipulations on deviantART.com. I have contacted all three but am having such trouble choosing among them!

Can you help me?

Sara Helwe is magnificent. Her website is a tutorial of how she creates her masterpieces using stock photos and photoshop, and her Facebook page is a visual delight for any art lover. (Never Strong Enough, KhaleesiMother Nature, and The Warrior all copyrighted © 2012-2015 Sara Helwe.)

Andy Garcia possesses rare talent. Her images are so stunning and dark and real. It gives me chills how good she is. Her Facebook page makes me marvel, “How on earth does she do that???” (Winter is ComingSteampunk Anthology, Closer to the Edge, and My Fire all copyrighted © 2009-2015 Andrea García.)

Okay, you know how obsessed I am with Anne Elisabeth Stengl’s books, right? Well, she recently featured one of her cover artists, Julia Popova. I checked her out on deviantART and oh. my. goodness.  Amazing!

Julia Popova‘s art is ethereal and sweeping with a fairy-like quality. I am instantly transported to another world when I scroll through her creations. Check out her Facebook page and website–you’ll see what I mean! (Apostate, In a Moment of PeaceThousandth Morning, and Ice Crystal all copyrighted © 2009-2015 Julia Popova/Forest Girl.)

Do you see trouble I’m having?

I want all three of them to design my covers! (And I may just do that the more books I publish!) :)

But–for now–I need to choose one.

I need to choose only one of these amazing artists to design the cover for Zombie Takeover.

Which one would you choose? Vote below and help me make this agonizing decision!

Thanks so much–you guys rock! :)

In Him,


Art used with permission. All rights reserved. sara-hel.deviantart.com, andygarcia666.deviantart.com, and forestgirl.deviantart.com

My Good News

Drum roll please…

At the Indiana Faith and Writing Conference this past weekend, I met with both an editor and an agent and pitched three of my novels to them.

I’ve got good news and bad-ish news.

The editor gave me her contact info and wants to see my work!

Happy DANCE!!!  :)

She had judged part of Zombie Takeover for the IFWC contest, loved the story, and wanted to know where it was going and how it ended.

After a beautiful discussion, she didn’t know if she could sell my zombie story with the current Christian market, so she encouraged me to take it to another publishing house she thought would fit my manuscript much better.

She asked to see Lady Assassin and was intrigued by Wisdom and Folly until I told her I had been posting it chapter-by-chapter on my website.

Unless I pull it, completely rewrite it, and post no further chapters, no publishing house will look at a work that has been posted freely for anyone to read.

I have prayed and searched my intentions, and I’m certain God wanted me to post it.  Free.  For anyone to read.

Reaching one person with the boundlessness of His love is worth never making a dime on Wisdom and Folly.

God gave it to me.  It’s His story, not mine.

But if He wants me to change what I’m doing–focus on publishing it instead of posting it–I want to know.

So I’m waiting on Him.  (And seeking advice!)

I digress.

The agent.

I pretty much bombed that pitch session.  I’ve been trying not to beat myself up over it.  It is what it is.  God knows what I need, and He’ll do what’s best for me, even if it’s not what I want.

She kindly listened to my lame pitch.  The zombie story interested her (the other two did not) but she said the same thing the editor did.

She didn’t know where she could take it that’s accepting zombie stories in today’s market.

She gave me some awesome tips, wrote down a couple of YA novels to read that had made it big in the Christian fantasy genre, and gave me the names of publishing houses that accept “out there” stories, no agent necessary.

She gave me her card–probably cause I was staring longingly at it–and told me to contact her when I write another book.

Not exactly how I pictured that meeting ending, but I am trying so hard to focus on the positive, not the negative of not getting signed.

So, I will let you know what the editor thinks of my work!  And if any of the publishing houses they both suggested are interested in my stories!

Oh yes!  I also handed Zombie Takeover to Dr. Dennis E. Hensley to be professionally edited.

I want the publishing houses to see my best work, polished, refined, plot holes destroyed, and singing “pick me!”  :)

I also have contacted (a while ago now) a magnificent artist on deviantART to design a cover for me if I decide to self-publish.

And oh, the conference was too wonderful for words.

I plan on going next year with another manuscript, pitch perfected, ready to snag an agent (if I don’t already have one by then!)

That’s my story so far on this incredibly long road to being published.

I have submitted my manuscript to Enclave Publishing–formerly Marcher Lord Press–and am trying to stay busy these eight, long weeks of waiting for their response.

I’ve got decisions to make, more queries and proposals to send, and I’m going to wait patiently on the Lord!

He has given me this dream–I will do my part then wait for Him to bring it to pass!

Love and hugs to you all–thank you for sharing this spectacular journey with me.

God bless!

In Him,


Thoughts on Chapter Seventeen


This was a rough chapter to write.

As concerned as I was about the last chapter–adding romance to the story of Wisdom and Solomon–this chapter should have been a breeze.

Not so.

Chapter Seventeen was the toughest to write in the entire history of Wisdom and Folly (ahem, only seventeen weeks, but it seems like I’ve been doing this for a lifetime!)  I simply did not want to write.  At all.

I procrastinated until I knew I couldn’t a second longer, then prayed.

“God, you know I don’t want to do this.  If you want this chapter to be written, you’re going to have to help me want to do this!  Give me the words!  Lead me!  Guide me.  Help me.”

God whispered into my heart, “Start with Wisdom crying in the streets.”

Cool.  Awesome.

But guess what?

I still didn’t want to do it.

I really thought that overpowering feeling of “I can DO this!!!” (with a Tim “The Tool Man” Taylor grunt) would sweep me away and start adrenaline pumping as I typed a thousand words a second.


I had to make myself sit there and write the blasted thing.

And even then I posted it a day after my self-imposed time limit.

I just had to share what I learned from this seemingly insignificant moment in my life.

Sometimes God answers my prayers, but I have to force my lazy butt to do my part in making it come to pass, even if I don’t want to.

So, there you have it!  Another lesson learned in this grand journey to publication.

I cannot wait for the day when I get to hold my precious baby–my book–in my hands.

Here is an excerpt from this week’s chapter:


“Listen to me! How long will you love ignorance? How long will you wallow in the grime of your sins, refusing freedom? If you follow me, I will pour out my spirit on you, and you will have blessings you never even dreamed were possible. Why won’t you listen? Why do you refuse my blessing? Heed my voice! Listen, and live!”

Wisdom heard a snicker behind her and whirled around.

“Well, hello there, big sister.”

Wisdom’s eyes shot to the roof of the nearest building. Folly leaned against a wall—a room built on the roof—with her arms crossed and one ankle looped over the other.

Wisdom’s mouth fell open. Seriously?

Folly dropped lightly to the ground and strutted forward, posing to show Wisdom all sides of her garish outfit.

Black leather corset, leg-hugging shiny black pants, boots that came past her knees and spiked into claw-like heels. How could Folly walk in those things? She certainly couldn’t fly.

“You like?”

Wisdom shook her head.


Folly’s full lips turned down in a pout, and she shrugged, straining her overabundant cleavage.

Wisdom wanted to toss a shawl around her shoulders. A prayer shawl.

“It won’t be the fashion for a few more centuries—quite a few more centuries, actually—but I like it.” A wide grin replaced the pout. “I like it very much.”

Wisdom spun away from her, refusing to be drawn in. Folly had a reason for being here, and she had no intention of finding out what it was.


To read further, click the link below, or go to “Chapter Seventeen” under my “Wisdom and Folly” tab at the top of the page.

In Him,



Heart on Fire by DaniaArts on deviantART.com  http://daniaarts.deviantart.com/art/Heart-On-Fire-348484727

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