Time to start hunting for a book cover. Again. Of all the challenges I face as a self-published author with no capital, this remains the most fraught. I wish I had the bucks to pay someone to do it for me but then there are a lot of things I wish for and I guess I'll just have to go on wishing. For the moment. Until then, it's frantic Google searches for a picture with reasonable resolution and obscure enough so that no one will notice that I'm using it. Or, as is the case for most of my books, just using one of the pictures the cover-creator provides. And they are REALLY bad. Unimaginative, dull, inappropriate.....nothing that would catch your eye let alone want to put on the front cover of your masterpiece. My right shoulder has become pulped with pain after days of formatting and this hunt for a decent picture isn't helping. Hashtag woe, as one might say.
I live in Bloomsbury.