Where Ladybugs Roar

Confessions and Passions of a Compulsive Writer

Friday, September 21, 2012

Hey! Pick a Pretty Picture!

Okay, what are your thoughts on these for my "author" photo? (Wow, that sounds so pretentious... why don't we call it a writer photo instead? Yes, we shall.)

And I'll be honest, after you pick whatever you pick, it'll just clarify my thoughts and I'll go, "Oh, screw it, forget them, I'm going with picture X." (X here is a place-holder not meant to suggest a rating.)

Here is Writer Photo 1: (which--yes, I know it's not a headshot. Le sigh. But, I swear, that looks JUST like me--attitude and all.)

Okay, here is Writer Photo 2:  (in my opinion, there's something of the crazed psycho in this picture--but depending on how well you know me--that might fit fairly well.) (Seriously, you can almost see me thinking, "I will kill you and feed you to my pet sharks.") (I will, by the way. And, admit it, if you're going to go--death by sharks has some "cool story, bro" potential...only without the sarcasm.) 

Writer Photo 3: (My photographer friend says this looks like I'm experiencing inner ear problems and about to tip over.) (I added the inner ear bit....)

Writer Photo 4: (This is my Twitter one...so clearly I didn't hate it. You might though. If you do, I wouldn't mention it.)

Writer Photo 5: (This is me in a field of flowers. If you zoomed out, I'd be in process of spinning and singing about the hills being alive.) (You know, that'd be a great idea for a science fiction plot--only the hills are out to get you. The book The Ruins did something similar, but it was... wait, I won't spoil it...it wasn't the hills, though.)

Writer Photo 6: (Okay, I don't know about you--but this photo, when compared to the others, made me bust out laughing and say, "OH MY!" and not in a bad way, but if you don't think that, then I'm just wrong because my husband didn't think that, and you'd think, out of anyone, he would.) (By the way, if you're a guy, I wouldn't say anything...it'll just creep me out, and I'll have to block you.) (Unless you're my husband, who can still redeem himself and notice.) (Oh, and lest I raise your expectations--it's totally the pose.) (I should always pose like that.) 

Then, there's this one...which isn't really a choice but makes me laugh every single time because my mother-in-law was right below this branch--which was really high up--like I could have DIED from the fall (if I'd fallen directly on my head somehow) but, anyway, my mother-in-law said, "Yeah, you can't use THAT picture." 

She's right.

I totally can't. 

And you know why....

If you don't, I'm really sorry to have sent your mind there....

Okay, thoughts? I sent my photographer friend two more non-smiling shots, but I'm skeptical she'll think they're better than the smiling ones because it's pretty rare I'm not smiling--so it's a little weird seeing me not smiling. I posted a few more on Twitter...but they didn't make the final cut with my friends. They're like that. Also, it was mostly pictures of me cracking up over my husband's jokes. (That's why I'm smiling most of the time.) (Well...it's not JUST his jokes.)