It has been ten months since I launched my last book, Sweet Ophelia, a novel about the gritty streets of Hollywood, the film industry and second chances. I originally had a woman's heavily made up face on the cover. That didn't seem to work so well. I changed it to a broken heart made of rose petals. That didn't work so well either. Finally I put in a cover with a woman wrapped in a towel, as seen from behind. That worked a little bit better, but not too much.
Personally, I like this book quite a lot, though the sales have only been about a quarter of what they were for my first book, No Cure for the Broken Hearted. Now I generally dislike when authors talk about sales at all, but I figured I'd explain why I've decided to change the cover up once again. I've decided to go with this one:
I'm sure there are other things going on with the lackluster sales beside just the cover, of course. Readers probably aren't as inclined to read a romance about a homeless man as opposed to a billionaire playboy like in the first book. I also think that the title of the first book is more compelling. That said, I figured I'd mix things up a little bit and try this cover out for a while. Most likely this is the last change I'll make, but I'm proud of this book so hopefully it will give it at least a little bit of a boost.
Either way, I'm moving on to the next one. I'm hoping Natalia will be done in another few weeks. So close now...