But it's a very strange thing, seeing that cover for the first time, because you've imagined it in your head a million times over. (If you're anything like me, that is.) You've imagined colors. And most of all, you've imagined seeing your name on it.
And then it shows up. It's nothing like what you imagined. It's sexy-creepy-kewl. And that means that by association, YOU are sexy-creepy-kewl. Because your name's on it, remember?
Don't believe me? Fine. I'll show you the cover. Just don't tell anyone I did, okay?
You didn't really think I'd show it to you, did you? Not without permission. I'm a good little author.
Anyway, I know some of you have imagined your covers. What did they look like? I imagined a Barbie doll cover, but what I got was much MUCH more awesome.