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Love And The Stubborn
Gods Of War #2
All is fair in love and war. By now, Renaldo has found out the hard way how utterly stupid this statement is once you’ve met your match. And Casto won’t give an inch in their ongoing war for love.
After a tumultuous start to their relationship, Renaldo and Casto seem to have finally reached calmer waters. But just when Renaldo starts getting comfortable and thinks he can relax, things get out of hand again. His old enemy, the Good Mother, is dangerously close to defeating the divine brothers by reaching out to what is most dear to him. Casto still clinging to his stubborn pride is all the plotters need to drive him and Renaldo apart. Burdened by the secrets of his past, Casto fights with everything he’s got not only to save his life, but also to secure his future happiness. Facing the destruction of everything they have built together, Renaldo and Casto must choose between pride and love.
Getting a promo picture
When I got the email from Dreamspinner that they wanted to publish the Gods of War series, I was ecstatic. It was a dream come true. They sent me the contract and I got to choose my pseudonym and sign it and… it was a time of pure joy.
Once the contract was signed and the true work began, my husband and I discussed if we wanted my picture on the books. I always like it when I read a book and have a face to which I can connect the story, so I decided to put my picture in the book. And since this all was already so big, my husband suggested to get professional pictures complete with make-up and hairdo just for the fun of it.
For those who don’t know me, if I manage to visit the hairdresser once a year, I’ve been really good and I don’t own any make-up utensils because I have neither the time nor the skills or the patience to apply it on a regular basis. And I’m not a natural in front of the camera. As you can see, I needed all the professional help I could get.
In a first step, I dumped my kids for an entire day at my parents’ house before I went to my appointment with the hairdresser. I explained the situation to her and she was very supportive, promising me to make me look good. She suggested some color to hide the gray streaks that keep showing more and more and cut my hair to one length. That was the easy part.
My hair is quite unruly and it took my hairdresser almost an hour to work some curls into it and smooth it around my head to make me look good. A ton of hairspray fixed the locks in place before I went off to the woman who would do my make-up.
I know her and she’s a trained make-up artist. We agreed that I should still look like me when she was done. For an hour, she applied different kinds of concealer and make-up and eyeliner and powder and lipstick and kohl and mascara and a different powder and so on and so forth until I was allowed to look into the mirror.
Granted, it was still me in there, but I only knew that because the other woman smiled at the same time I did. My make-up artist and her colleagues were pleased with the outcome, telling me how fabulous I looked and all I could think about was how much the make-up made me itch. I was nervous about the upcoming photo shoot and I guess it showed. They offered me some champagne to soothe my nerves, which I declined, and then sent me on my way.
Luckily, the photographer had agreed to do the shoot at my house, which made me feel a little less insecure. He had also warned me that it could take hours until he got the right shots. I had resigned myself to a strenuous evening and was pleasantly surprised when he managed to take five really good pictures within the first fifteen minutes.
Agreeing that these were as good as they would get, he packed his equipment and left me with a ton of make-up to get rid of. It took me another hour to look like me again and my respect for anybody working in front of a camera has increased a lot during that time. Taking pictures for a living is not a job for lazy people.
All in all it was a fun experience, one I don’t want to relive anytime soon. I guess I’m not camera material after all, but I do hope my readers enjoy Love and the Stubborn.
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