NOTE: THIS ENTIRE POST IS LIES. Which I mention because apparently a bookstore contacted my publicist to see if the cover had really changed.
Hi Interwebs! I have a confession to make.
You see, after a lot of discussion, Allen and Unwin decided to go with a new cover design for the Australian version of The Shattering. They went with a new designer, RC Fleming, and a really different take on the book.
I’ve been sitting on this for a while, DYING to let you all see. And today, I finally get to unveil the new cover design to you!
This design really speaks to the lighter side of the book, and these typefaces are elegant and fun at the same time. I totally love the mystery of the shopping bag. What’s in there, Interwebs? We don’t know! Who do those legs belong to? Could be anyone!
Not gonna lie, I really liked the old cover too, but the more I look at this one, the more I think it’s even better.
Anyway, today is my publishing anniversary! One year ago, Guardian of the Dead was officially released, and my goodness, I might do some reminiscing on that tomorrow.
But today you get a cookie. And in celebration of this anniversary, I am going to give you the scene from The Shattering referred to on the new cover!
Sione stared at the girls, wondering if his face might explode from blushes.
“Heyyyyy Sione,” Keri slurred, waving a wine bottle at him. “How’s it gooooing?”
Janna jumped off her bed and grabbed his hand, yanking him into her room. “With my mum out of town and my sisters away at friend’s places, I thought tonight would be the perfect night for a shopping session and then a sleepover!” she said perkily.
“But… our brothers?” Sione asked, trying not to look directly at her. Janna’s outfit was very brief, and her voice wasn’t the only thing that was perky. “I thought we were going to find the killer tonight? Um, deeds of daring, great magic, that kind of thing.”
“Killers schmillers,” Janna said.
“Killer schmillers willers,” Keri giggled. “SIONE have a drink.”
“I don’t drink,” Sione said. “but okay!”
“JELLY SHOTS! JELLY SHOTS!” Keri shouted, and Sione downed 12 – no, 24! – shots and didn’t throw up because he is a hard man.
“Let’s play Spin the Bottle!” he said. “That is the best game!”
Sione spun the bottle, but it shattered!!!
“Oh no!” Keri gasped. “Look at all this shattering! Why, it reminds me of my shattering heart!”
“And the peace of our hometown that is soon to be shattered!” Janna remarked.
“Girls, the important question is, who do I kiss?” Sione asked questioningly.
“I want to kiss Sione!” Janna insisted determinedly. Her eyes were enormous sapphire ovals, and her lithe, opaque nose twitched like the cutest bunny rabbit you’ve ever seen. “He’s a hard man, and soooo confident.”
Keri shook her head shakily. “No, me! Sione’s the best,” the wild wench winsomely wheedled.
Sione felt a smile crawl across his face like a Very Hungry Caterpillar crawling to the next leaf. “Now, now, ladies,” he said, like that guy in the towel who gives you tickets to that thing you like. “You can BOTH kiss me.”
They did. It was the best night ever! And no one died!
What do you guys think?!