It’s been a long haul, but my book is now out of the editing phase and into the formatting phase. However, my book cover is not ready yet because the artist and I took it back to the drawing board after having a working cover neither of us were satisfied with. She is a busy artist, and I’m happy she is. Here is a link to her website: Clorinda Design Studio.
Once, when I was doing a Zoom meeting in front of the original Clorinda fiber art of my previous book cover, someone in the meeting commented on it. She asked me if it was possible to get a smaller version of it. I said, yes, my book! She seemed a bit stymied by this. Art is immediate and visual, and can be displayed. A book is longer and more difficult.
Oh, well. I’m not going to give up just because our culture has a collective short attention span. Reading has gone from “Grab me by the throat in the first two sentences or I’ll put your book down and never read it” to “I won’t read it, but I might have ChatGPT summarize it for me.” Considering AI can now give you the deeper themes of the book and get them dead on, you won’t even miss out on the message you’re meant to internalize.
On the other hand, maybe you won’t internalize it because the human soul grasps actual stories, not summaries, and has since they told them by rote around the communal fire. You know, back in the days when we not only had the attention span for stories but could memorize them. To be fair, in the ancient days, books were difficult to come by and most people were illiterate. Stories had to be memorized to be passed to future generations. Now, our brains are going to rot without the ability to focus on books or memorization, and our souls are going to reach for what they need like a man in a drought holding out his parched tongue to collect a few drops of morning dew.
In other words, you will rescue yourself from the brink of death if you read my books.