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Okay  last week  I mentioned my perversions, I mean pleasures, aw hell, if you read it you should know… 

At the recent book signing I swear to all things Nora Roberts, I looked like a suburban house-frau sitting behind the candy laden table  between my looks-like-she-doesn’t-have-a-top on and Ames’ nearly-nipple showing covers. I had my little white twinset cardigan on and my navy, linen capris. Did not sport the pearls, I do draw the line somewhere. 

But it got me wondering—this is a topic we have touched on with other degrees of ponderings. If you write the steamie-meemies should you parade in sparkling spandex or lacy lingerie? What do readers expect their authors to look like? Somewhere between the imagined house-frau twinsetter vs. vivacious vixen? 

Before I started writing I truly never gave much thought to if/when I met this author or that. It never entered my mind. When I saw the book signing notices at the mall, never once was I tempted to take a peek-see and confirm or destroy my illusions. But once I started writing, I have had a few … shockers! 

 

Some books have the obligatory black and white head shot stuck on the back flap. But I have seen an author or two that, um looked nothing like the pic, or rather, did about a billion years ago.  

But many of the books don’t have these. You go to something like RWA Nationals or RT and get on an elevator with someone. While you do that, “No I’m not looking at you dance,” you glance at the name badge and low and behold you’re staring a your fave author’s breasts. But when you look up, it could be your mother, sister, Sunday school teacher, the PTA president (ours is a dude so that’s an even a BIGGER jolt). Not the gun-toting, whiskey slamming, pole dancing hottie you may have imagined from her last BDSM novel. 

Every now and again, you will get an author who plays it up (not to say they’re not really like that ALL the time, just saying). If they write dark paranormals they may sport a funeral veil and head to toe black lace or striped socks, short skirts and platform Mary Janes. I will say though, these gals have always stood out to me and I may be more included to look for a book of theirs while I am out and about—rather than the PTA president-look-alike—I remember them. 

But you never know. I have known folks in the past who looked all sweet and innocent on the outside and had some major freaky-deaky kinky fetishes and have known some tattooed, multiple piercings people who were the shiest, most home bodied, folks you could ever meet. I guess you can’t always just judge a book by its cover . . . LOL