For most of my life—no, really—most of my life:
Little Sister Yovanoff has been taking pictures of me.
So, when I needed a professional author-type photo, I bribed her with lunch at the tea shop and we took a bunch of head shots.
I sent a few to Razorbill, and it’s generally accepted that this will be the one we use for the book jacket, which makes me happy, because it’s my absolute favorite:
But just for fun and because apparently, I feel this post isn’t quite image-heavy enough yet, here are a few more that we liked, but which didn’t make the final cut:
See me looking all author-y and not like I’m about to start laughing uncontrollably? Like I did between every single frame? That’s the magic of photography.