“Bruce wrestles with a nagging suspicion he left the iron on.”
One of the most frustrating things about deciding to self-publish is that I can find almost nothing online to tell me what the cover designs available on KDP actually look like. Past experience suggests that most of them will feature a generously coiffed regency dame lookingpensively out to sea. This would be fine, but it’s probably not much use for a crime novel about goldfish set in North Cheshire. In the end, I decided to take matters into my own hands and went down to the garden centre to get a photograph of a goldfishmyself. In all, I probably only managed two pictures which would work on the cover but I was struck by how similar many of the fish looked to characters in my book. This one, grazing the bottom of the tank away from his peers, had an uncanny resemblance to my mental image of Bruce, one of the most important supporting characters. Unlike the real, fictional, Bruce, his counterpart proved to be splendidly obliging by posing for this photograph. If he hadn’t been the wrong sort of fish, this one would’ve been a shoo-in for the cover.