I was sitting around, staring at my navel, and decided that I wanted to give some of my backlist a facelift. Yes, tequila was involved. And what of it? Cast not the first, and all that.
Anyway, I’m really happy with the new cover for Fatal Exchange I commissioned, so I thought it would be cool to give another favorite, Silver Justice, a new look. Nothing wrong with the old one, mind you. But I like to mix it up now and again. Because that’s just how I roll, Dawg.
As readers of my work will know, Silver Justice is a Wall St conspiracy thriller set against the backdrop of the 2008 financial crisis, and it has serious implications for anyone interested in understanding just what happened, and why. It’s been a strong seller, and has garnered generally favorable reviews, except for readers for whom the financial stuff was not their cup of tea. Why those readers chose to buy a Wall St thriller is beyond me, but so is Bieber’s popularity, so what do I know?
And yes, I understand that was a gratuitous slam, largely to attract the web crawlers looking for mentions of celebrities, which is why I’ll also include the Kardashians in this blog.
But I digress. I think what I’m really trying to say here is that I rather like the new direction the covers are going in, which have a grittier, more immediate feel, which reflects more accurately their tone. Although I want it noted that I love puppies, ponies and kitty cats, which should boost my popularity with a certain segment through the roof – at least that’s my hope.
Without further ado, here’s the new cover for Silver Justice, which everyone should go buy and read immediately, or you’ll suffer from non-specific back pain and become addicted to Vicodin and hillbilly heroin and wind up living in a shack eating from Taco Bell dumpsters while in constant danger of being boogarized by clowns as your highschool sweetheart laughs and mocks you and your parents point and shake their heads in disgust because you disappointed them yet again, as you have so many times before, which is why they wish you dead, as do your numerous enemies, who will do a victory dance on your cold unmarked grave whilst urinating upon it. Don’t let that happen to you. It doesn’t have to. Just buy the frigging book, you cheapskate. Don’t tempt fate.