Anne here, gearing up for the promo as my book, The Spring Bride finally goes on sale. Some authors adore the whirlwind of promo, the blitzing of social media channels, the public "look-at-me-and-buy-my-book." The rest of us go there reluctantly, channeling Lady Macbeth and muttering, "Screw your courage to the sticking point and we'll not fail." 
I'm in the latter group. I do my best to embrace the world of social media, and most of the time I enjoy it. Not when it comes to telling everyone to to buy my book, though. My natural tendency is to do that from the bottom of a deep well, with a blanket over my head and wearing a gag. A natural salesperson I am not. And I know I'm not alone in that.
Mary Jo once told me writers' conferences are full of introverts pretending to be extroverts. Many writers on social media are much the same. It's a bit easier, because you can do it from the comfort of your cave, hiding behind the computer screen, doing what you do every day anyway, creating a world and characters — only the character you're bringing to life is you. Authorly you — the one who is interesting and glamorous and lives a fantastically exciting life. Not the one who lives in track pants and trainers, who never goes anywhere because, well, that's how you write books, dammit!
But it seems people —publishers — expect you to project some kind of image. And to this end, they require you to provide — horror of horrors!— an Author Photo!
The Author Photo is, pretty much, you naked. Only with clothes. But naked in a much more lasting way, not a mere flit from bathroom to bedroom, but you, exposed and leering from the back cover of a book, or the bowels of the internet, forever — yes, forever. Because nothing ever dies on the internet. The Author Photo, in its many ghastly incarnations, will always come back to haunt you.
Some people achieve The Author Photo with a mere click of a shutter, or perhaps three, and then it's, "Hmm, which of the three shall I use? They're all soooo good." Sadly that's not me.
For me it's a quest, a saga, a never-ending journey. Half of my family is extremely photogenic. The other half is not. Guess which half I belong to? I've never liked having my photo taken. For years I pulled faces at cameras or avoided the wretched things altogether.
But once you become An Author, there is this horrid — and completely unreasonable — expectation that you will provide An Author Photo. What difference does it make what I look like? Will it enhance anyone's reading pleasure to know what I look like while grinning wretchedly at the camera?
I think not.
But still the powers-that-be demand one.
The tendency at first is to look among your snapshots for A Nice Photo. You quickly discover there is no such thing. You discard all the ones with your tongue poking out, or your eyes bugging or squinting or popping. (That's me pulling a face as usual, while my friend Trish Morey smiles and looks lovely.)
What was left (in my case) is a snap someone took of me when I was in a band. In it I looked relatively normal, happy and was wearing a pink feather boa — all good for the romance writer look, don't you think? Ignore the fact I appeared to be doing unspeakable things to a big, black microphone — well, it is romance — it was the only picture I had. 
After a number of rude comments about said photo on my website, I decided it should be replaced at the earliest opportunity. I got a friend to take some photos in her back yard — she's an artist, so I was sure the shots would be suitably artistic.
They were. The resulting photos could have been entitled "Variation on the Theme of Broken Capillaries," with a secondary series called "Waterfall of Chins."
Obviously I needed something more professional. I went along to a local suburban studio — let us call it Reservoir Brides. The photographer was elderly, dapper, and very sure he knew exactly what I wanted. "Just put yourself in my hands, young lady."
The "young lady" should have been a warning sign, but no. . .
He sat me on a high bar stool. "Cross your legs. Now, lean forward. Stick your neck out, yes, that's right, now chin down a little, head up, tilt your head, smile and … look sexy!"
I looked like some cross-legged female quasimodo grinning maniacally while not falling off a stool.
My next attempt at The Author Photograph was in a very much more cool environment, at an inner suburban studio where a talented young photographer was starting his career. I should have walked out when he produced The Hat, but going to a photography studio, for me, is a bit like going to the dentist — once you've got yourself there, you just need to endure until it's over.
I quite like hats, so I donned The Hat and proceeded to do all those things photographers tell you — chin up, head down, look here, look there. I came away feeling almost positive. Like when the dentist hasn't hurt you.
And then I saw the proofs. The hat was lopsided. Severely so. I looked utterly and completely demented, like I'd dressed while drunk from a selection at the charity shop.
The next attempt was at a writers' conference where I knew heaps of authors get their photos done. It was the obvious choice. We met. She was jolly, very jolly. She cracked jokes and made me laugh and encouraged me to ham it up even more. No problem, there. I'm already on edge getting my photo taken. The photo shoot was a laugh from beginning to end.
The photos? Completely demented. Plus we were all laughing so much nobody noticed my blouse had popped open — and not in a good or sexy way.
Next was after a TV appearance where they'd done my make-up and hair. A friend rang me after the show — it was live — and said, "You look great. Go and get your photo taken." So I rang a photographic studio and made an appointment for a few hours hence. I had time to kill so I sat in front of my new computer and played with the Photo Booth program. Click click click. The photos came out pretty good, I thought.
I headed off to the professional photographer feeling confident. If my computer could make me look good, what could a professional do?
Make me orange, that's what. And highlight every wrinkle I had. I looked like a science project; "Close-up of Middle-Aged Decay."
I used the computer photo. That's it on the left. The only problem is, it's not high resolution enough for most purposes.
In my most recent attempt to scale Mount Author Photo, I tried another professional photographer, a woman who'd taken some gorgeous shots of an author friend. I showed her the computer photo and said "One like that, please." 
"Oh, we can do better than that," she said. She did my makeup and hair. She posed me here and posed me there, all the time encouraging me to smile, and laugh, laugh, laugh! You guessed it. High resolution demented woman. But it's what I have, so it's what I use.
Meanwhile, the quest continues…
What about you? Are you photogenic or not? Do you hate having your photo taken? Or don't you mind one way or the other? Oh, and my book comes out this week, so if you're in the mood, please buy it.
Haha, Ms Gracie, personally I think I look like a smiling turnip in the pic you posted, but you’re right, at least I’m not hissing at the photographer in that shot. (I don’t do hissing well:))
Author shots are a nightmare! Personally my fave is that one you took yourself – though I do like the leaning over standing shot too, but I reckon you should be paying yourself the big bucks:)
Oh, and I want your book. Thank you for link :))
Haha, Ms Gracie, personally I think I look like a smiling turnip in the pic you posted, but you’re right, at least I’m not hissing at the photographer in that shot. (I don’t do hissing well:))
Author shots are a nightmare! Personally my fave is that one you took yourself – though I do like the leaning over standing shot too, but I reckon you should be paying yourself the big bucks:)
Oh, and I want your book. Thank you for link :))
Haha, Ms Gracie, personally I think I look like a smiling turnip in the pic you posted, but you’re right, at least I’m not hissing at the photographer in that shot. (I don’t do hissing well:))
Author shots are a nightmare! Personally my fave is that one you took yourself – though I do like the leaning over standing shot too, but I reckon you should be paying yourself the big bucks:)
Oh, and I want your book. Thank you for link :))
Haha, Ms Gracie, personally I think I look like a smiling turnip in the pic you posted, but you’re right, at least I’m not hissing at the photographer in that shot. (I don’t do hissing well:))
Author shots are a nightmare! Personally my fave is that one you took yourself – though I do like the leaning over standing shot too, but I reckon you should be paying yourself the big bucks:)
Oh, and I want your book. Thank you for link :))
Haha, Ms Gracie, personally I think I look like a smiling turnip in the pic you posted, but you’re right, at least I’m not hissing at the photographer in that shot. (I don’t do hissing well:))
Author shots are a nightmare! Personally my fave is that one you took yourself – though I do like the leaning over standing shot too, but I reckon you should be paying yourself the big bucks:)
Oh, and I want your book. Thank you for link :))
Anne, If this was a synopsis of your book I would rush out and buy it immediately!
When photographing my wife,I always try to catch her unaware, doing her thing. Having framed the scene and zoomed appropriately, a simple “smile please” focusses her awareness, and more often than not produces the shot that I’m after.
Posing is for film stars, celebrities ….. and authors! LOL
Anne, If this was a synopsis of your book I would rush out and buy it immediately!
When photographing my wife,I always try to catch her unaware, doing her thing. Having framed the scene and zoomed appropriately, a simple “smile please” focusses her awareness, and more often than not produces the shot that I’m after.
Posing is for film stars, celebrities ….. and authors! LOL
Anne, If this was a synopsis of your book I would rush out and buy it immediately!
When photographing my wife,I always try to catch her unaware, doing her thing. Having framed the scene and zoomed appropriately, a simple “smile please” focusses her awareness, and more often than not produces the shot that I’m after.
Posing is for film stars, celebrities ….. and authors! LOL
Anne, If this was a synopsis of your book I would rush out and buy it immediately!
When photographing my wife,I always try to catch her unaware, doing her thing. Having framed the scene and zoomed appropriately, a simple “smile please” focusses her awareness, and more often than not produces the shot that I’m after.
Posing is for film stars, celebrities ….. and authors! LOL
Anne, If this was a synopsis of your book I would rush out and buy it immediately!
When photographing my wife,I always try to catch her unaware, doing her thing. Having framed the scene and zoomed appropriately, a simple “smile please” focusses her awareness, and more often than not produces the shot that I’m after.
Posing is for film stars, celebrities ….. and authors! LOL
Not a turnip at all, Trish! My fave is the one my computer took, too, but sadly it’s not high resolution enough for most things.
Not a turnip at all, Trish! My fave is the one my computer took, too, but sadly it’s not high resolution enough for most things.
Not a turnip at all, Trish! My fave is the one my computer took, too, but sadly it’s not high resolution enough for most things.
Not a turnip at all, Trish! My fave is the one my computer took, too, but sadly it’s not high resolution enough for most things.
Not a turnip at all, Trish! My fave is the one my computer took, too, but sadly it’s not high resolution enough for most things.
Quantum, I don’t suppose you’d believe this as a Regency-era plot — hapless writer in search of a suitable portrait painter, forced to it by her evil landlord. One by one artists portray her variously as a gargoyle, a witch, a madwoman — queen of Bedlam, until finally . . .
No? Oh, all right then.
Quantum, I don’t suppose you’d believe this as a Regency-era plot — hapless writer in search of a suitable portrait painter, forced to it by her evil landlord. One by one artists portray her variously as a gargoyle, a witch, a madwoman — queen of Bedlam, until finally . . .
No? Oh, all right then.
Quantum, I don’t suppose you’d believe this as a Regency-era plot — hapless writer in search of a suitable portrait painter, forced to it by her evil landlord. One by one artists portray her variously as a gargoyle, a witch, a madwoman — queen of Bedlam, until finally . . .
No? Oh, all right then.
Quantum, I don’t suppose you’d believe this as a Regency-era plot — hapless writer in search of a suitable portrait painter, forced to it by her evil landlord. One by one artists portray her variously as a gargoyle, a witch, a madwoman — queen of Bedlam, until finally . . .
No? Oh, all right then.
Quantum, I don’t suppose you’d believe this as a Regency-era plot — hapless writer in search of a suitable portrait painter, forced to it by her evil landlord. One by one artists portray her variously as a gargoyle, a witch, a madwoman — queen of Bedlam, until finally . . .
No? Oh, all right then.
Will you write any new Lady Arianna books? I really enjoyed all three of them!
Will you write any new Lady Arianna books? I really enjoyed all three of them!
Will you write any new Lady Arianna books? I really enjoyed all three of them!
Will you write any new Lady Arianna books? I really enjoyed all three of them!
Will you write any new Lady Arianna books? I really enjoyed all three of them!
Karlene, I think you meant to respond to the pervious post, but Cara Elliott. Mine must have slipped inbefore you sent yours. I’ll pass your question on to Cara.
Karlene, I think you meant to respond to the pervious post, but Cara Elliott. Mine must have slipped inbefore you sent yours. I’ll pass your question on to Cara.
Karlene, I think you meant to respond to the pervious post, but Cara Elliott. Mine must have slipped inbefore you sent yours. I’ll pass your question on to Cara.
Karlene, I think you meant to respond to the pervious post, but Cara Elliott. Mine must have slipped inbefore you sent yours. I’ll pass your question on to Cara.
Karlene, I think you meant to respond to the pervious post, but Cara Elliott. Mine must have slipped inbefore you sent yours. I’ll pass your question on to Cara.
Oops – my question was for Cara Elliot (my apologies.)
Oops – my question was for Cara Elliot (my apologies.)
Oops – my question was for Cara Elliot (my apologies.)
Oops – my question was for Cara Elliot (my apologies.)
Oops – my question was for Cara Elliot (my apologies.)
No Problem Karlene — I figured you meant it for her. Because I’m certainly not planning to write any Lady Arinanna books <g>
No Problem Karlene — I figured you meant it for her. Because I’m certainly not planning to write any Lady Arinanna books <g>
No Problem Karlene — I figured you meant it for her. Because I’m certainly not planning to write any Lady Arinanna books <g>
No Problem Karlene — I figured you meant it for her. Because I’m certainly not planning to write any Lady Arinanna books <g>
No Problem Karlene — I figured you meant it for her. Because I’m certainly not planning to write any Lady Arinanna books <g>
Oh, Anne, now that I’ve picked myself up off the floor, to which I fell from laughing hard, let me say this is such a wonderful blog. And seeing the Wenches are family, I’m allowed to simply steal it, and substitute my name right?(after all plagiarism doesn’t count among BFFs does it?)
The Author Photo is excruciating! But your new one is fab—love it. (Does your photog want to come to the USA?)
Oh, Anne, now that I’ve picked myself up off the floor, to which I fell from laughing hard, let me say this is such a wonderful blog. And seeing the Wenches are family, I’m allowed to simply steal it, and substitute my name right?(after all plagiarism doesn’t count among BFFs does it?)
The Author Photo is excruciating! But your new one is fab—love it. (Does your photog want to come to the USA?)
Oh, Anne, now that I’ve picked myself up off the floor, to which I fell from laughing hard, let me say this is such a wonderful blog. And seeing the Wenches are family, I’m allowed to simply steal it, and substitute my name right?(after all plagiarism doesn’t count among BFFs does it?)
The Author Photo is excruciating! But your new one is fab—love it. (Does your photog want to come to the USA?)
Oh, Anne, now that I’ve picked myself up off the floor, to which I fell from laughing hard, let me say this is such a wonderful blog. And seeing the Wenches are family, I’m allowed to simply steal it, and substitute my name right?(after all plagiarism doesn’t count among BFFs does it?)
The Author Photo is excruciating! But your new one is fab—love it. (Does your photog want to come to the USA?)
Oh, Anne, now that I’ve picked myself up off the floor, to which I fell from laughing hard, let me say this is such a wonderful blog. And seeing the Wenches are family, I’m allowed to simply steal it, and substitute my name right?(after all plagiarism doesn’t count among BFFs does it?)
The Author Photo is excruciating! But your new one is fab—love it. (Does your photog want to come to the USA?)
Karlene, thank you so much for asking! I’m delighted to hear you enjoyed them. I loved writing the series, but alas,Onyx decided not to continue. I am toying with the idea of continuing them as self-pubbed books. But at the moment I have other things on my plate, so we’ll have to see.
Karlene, thank you so much for asking! I’m delighted to hear you enjoyed them. I loved writing the series, but alas,Onyx decided not to continue. I am toying with the idea of continuing them as self-pubbed books. But at the moment I have other things on my plate, so we’ll have to see.
Karlene, thank you so much for asking! I’m delighted to hear you enjoyed them. I loved writing the series, but alas,Onyx decided not to continue. I am toying with the idea of continuing them as self-pubbed books. But at the moment I have other things on my plate, so we’ll have to see.
Karlene, thank you so much for asking! I’m delighted to hear you enjoyed them. I loved writing the series, but alas,Onyx decided not to continue. I am toying with the idea of continuing them as self-pubbed books. But at the moment I have other things on my plate, so we’ll have to see.
Karlene, thank you so much for asking! I’m delighted to hear you enjoyed them. I loved writing the series, but alas,Onyx decided not to continue. I am toying with the idea of continuing them as self-pubbed books. But at the moment I have other things on my plate, so we’ll have to see.
Great post, I always wanted to start a giveaway by asking my FB friends…’Who is this author?’ After posting a photograph, there are really some gorgeous photographs out there and I have shared a few. Wonderful Smiles!
Great post, I always wanted to start a giveaway by asking my FB friends…’Who is this author?’ After posting a photograph, there are really some gorgeous photographs out there and I have shared a few. Wonderful Smiles!
Great post, I always wanted to start a giveaway by asking my FB friends…’Who is this author?’ After posting a photograph, there are really some gorgeous photographs out there and I have shared a few. Wonderful Smiles!
Great post, I always wanted to start a giveaway by asking my FB friends…’Who is this author?’ After posting a photograph, there are really some gorgeous photographs out there and I have shared a few. Wonderful Smiles!
Great post, I always wanted to start a giveaway by asking my FB friends…’Who is this author?’ After posting a photograph, there are really some gorgeous photographs out there and I have shared a few. Wonderful Smiles!
ROFL, Anne! So great. So horrifying. SO TRUE!!!
Most of us are introverts and camera shy and not outstandingly photogenic, so The Author Photo Shoot is torture. The best I’ve had were taken by Marti Corn at an NJRW conference a couple of years back. She does a lot of work with RWA and often has photo shoots at the big RWA conferences, if anyone want to get in touch with her.
I do know that it usually works best to have someone take a LOT of pictures, which increases the odds of getting one or two that are okay. But still no guarantees!
ROFL, Anne! So great. So horrifying. SO TRUE!!!
Most of us are introverts and camera shy and not outstandingly photogenic, so The Author Photo Shoot is torture. The best I’ve had were taken by Marti Corn at an NJRW conference a couple of years back. She does a lot of work with RWA and often has photo shoots at the big RWA conferences, if anyone want to get in touch with her.
I do know that it usually works best to have someone take a LOT of pictures, which increases the odds of getting one or two that are okay. But still no guarantees!
ROFL, Anne! So great. So horrifying. SO TRUE!!!
Most of us are introverts and camera shy and not outstandingly photogenic, so The Author Photo Shoot is torture. The best I’ve had were taken by Marti Corn at an NJRW conference a couple of years back. She does a lot of work with RWA and often has photo shoots at the big RWA conferences, if anyone want to get in touch with her.
I do know that it usually works best to have someone take a LOT of pictures, which increases the odds of getting one or two that are okay. But still no guarantees!
ROFL, Anne! So great. So horrifying. SO TRUE!!!
Most of us are introverts and camera shy and not outstandingly photogenic, so The Author Photo Shoot is torture. The best I’ve had were taken by Marti Corn at an NJRW conference a couple of years back. She does a lot of work with RWA and often has photo shoots at the big RWA conferences, if anyone want to get in touch with her.
I do know that it usually works best to have someone take a LOT of pictures, which increases the odds of getting one or two that are okay. But still no guarantees!
ROFL, Anne! So great. So horrifying. SO TRUE!!!
Most of us are introverts and camera shy and not outstandingly photogenic, so The Author Photo Shoot is torture. The best I’ve had were taken by Marti Corn at an NJRW conference a couple of years back. She does a lot of work with RWA and often has photo shoots at the big RWA conferences, if anyone want to get in touch with her.
I do know that it usually works best to have someone take a LOT of pictures, which increases the odds of getting one or two that are okay. But still no guarantees!
Ohhh how I hate getting my picture taken! Every September I await the dreaded class picture day, where I stand awkwardly beside my tallest students who are on standing on a bench beside me. I’m always worrying about that one stinker down in the front who’s guaranteed to be making faces, while trying to smile sweetly and professionally and hide my extra chins all at the same time. These pics will go in memory books for these children and be kept forever. It’s how they will remember their third grade teacher! The only thing worse is the individual staff photos …. I had one good one about 7 years ago, and they’ve gotten progressively worse each year. Why must we endure this torture each year? Can’t I just submit the lovely old photo for the staff picture wall? Ugh! That said, the photographer who did my wedding pictures made it such a lovely experience that if I ever need other professional photos I will be going back to him!
Ohhh how I hate getting my picture taken! Every September I await the dreaded class picture day, where I stand awkwardly beside my tallest students who are on standing on a bench beside me. I’m always worrying about that one stinker down in the front who’s guaranteed to be making faces, while trying to smile sweetly and professionally and hide my extra chins all at the same time. These pics will go in memory books for these children and be kept forever. It’s how they will remember their third grade teacher! The only thing worse is the individual staff photos …. I had one good one about 7 years ago, and they’ve gotten progressively worse each year. Why must we endure this torture each year? Can’t I just submit the lovely old photo for the staff picture wall? Ugh! That said, the photographer who did my wedding pictures made it such a lovely experience that if I ever need other professional photos I will be going back to him!
Ohhh how I hate getting my picture taken! Every September I await the dreaded class picture day, where I stand awkwardly beside my tallest students who are on standing on a bench beside me. I’m always worrying about that one stinker down in the front who’s guaranteed to be making faces, while trying to smile sweetly and professionally and hide my extra chins all at the same time. These pics will go in memory books for these children and be kept forever. It’s how they will remember their third grade teacher! The only thing worse is the individual staff photos …. I had one good one about 7 years ago, and they’ve gotten progressively worse each year. Why must we endure this torture each year? Can’t I just submit the lovely old photo for the staff picture wall? Ugh! That said, the photographer who did my wedding pictures made it such a lovely experience that if I ever need other professional photos I will be going back to him!
Ohhh how I hate getting my picture taken! Every September I await the dreaded class picture day, where I stand awkwardly beside my tallest students who are on standing on a bench beside me. I’m always worrying about that one stinker down in the front who’s guaranteed to be making faces, while trying to smile sweetly and professionally and hide my extra chins all at the same time. These pics will go in memory books for these children and be kept forever. It’s how they will remember their third grade teacher! The only thing worse is the individual staff photos …. I had one good one about 7 years ago, and they’ve gotten progressively worse each year. Why must we endure this torture each year? Can’t I just submit the lovely old photo for the staff picture wall? Ugh! That said, the photographer who did my wedding pictures made it such a lovely experience that if I ever need other professional photos I will be going back to him!
Ohhh how I hate getting my picture taken! Every September I await the dreaded class picture day, where I stand awkwardly beside my tallest students who are on standing on a bench beside me. I’m always worrying about that one stinker down in the front who’s guaranteed to be making faces, while trying to smile sweetly and professionally and hide my extra chins all at the same time. These pics will go in memory books for these children and be kept forever. It’s how they will remember their third grade teacher! The only thing worse is the individual staff photos …. I had one good one about 7 years ago, and they’ve gotten progressively worse each year. Why must we endure this torture each year? Can’t I just submit the lovely old photo for the staff picture wall? Ugh! That said, the photographer who did my wedding pictures made it such a lovely experience that if I ever need other professional photos I will be going back to him!
Oh, Lord. This reminds me of my first professional author photo. I was six weeks pregnant with my third baby, and it was quite obvious during the shoot that I had been puking my guts up only ten minutes earlier. She was trying to get me to smile with warmth, as if I were in love.
Yeah, not so much. I looked completely nauseous in the photo, and I retired it as soon as I came up with a replacement. My father shot a photo of me in the front yard of his garden, and that’s the best I’ve got.
Oh, Lord. This reminds me of my first professional author photo. I was six weeks pregnant with my third baby, and it was quite obvious during the shoot that I had been puking my guts up only ten minutes earlier. She was trying to get me to smile with warmth, as if I were in love.
Yeah, not so much. I looked completely nauseous in the photo, and I retired it as soon as I came up with a replacement. My father shot a photo of me in the front yard of his garden, and that’s the best I’ve got.
Oh, Lord. This reminds me of my first professional author photo. I was six weeks pregnant with my third baby, and it was quite obvious during the shoot that I had been puking my guts up only ten minutes earlier. She was trying to get me to smile with warmth, as if I were in love.
Yeah, not so much. I looked completely nauseous in the photo, and I retired it as soon as I came up with a replacement. My father shot a photo of me in the front yard of his garden, and that’s the best I’ve got.
Oh, Lord. This reminds me of my first professional author photo. I was six weeks pregnant with my third baby, and it was quite obvious during the shoot that I had been puking my guts up only ten minutes earlier. She was trying to get me to smile with warmth, as if I were in love.
Yeah, not so much. I looked completely nauseous in the photo, and I retired it as soon as I came up with a replacement. My father shot a photo of me in the front yard of his garden, and that’s the best I’ve got.
Oh, Lord. This reminds me of my first professional author photo. I was six weeks pregnant with my third baby, and it was quite obvious during the shoot that I had been puking my guts up only ten minutes earlier. She was trying to get me to smile with warmth, as if I were in love.
Yeah, not so much. I looked completely nauseous in the photo, and I retired it as soon as I came up with a replacement. My father shot a photo of me in the front yard of his garden, and that’s the best I’ve got.
I have always loved the computer picture but the new one is rather fab too! You look genuinely happy (even if you weren’t) so it’s very nice. I can’t imagine why anyone would leave anything other than wonderful comments re: the boa pic. I love it! So playful and yes, right in the line for romance. After all, who was it, Barbara Cartland, who always wore one? I know she always favored pink and wore those tremendously large hats…
The best picture of me is at dinner in Chicago, with friends, before we went to see Phantom. I’ve already two drinks under my belt and the waiter snapped the picture for one of the other people at the table. Maybe you need a drink or four next time…
I have always loved the computer picture but the new one is rather fab too! You look genuinely happy (even if you weren’t) so it’s very nice. I can’t imagine why anyone would leave anything other than wonderful comments re: the boa pic. I love it! So playful and yes, right in the line for romance. After all, who was it, Barbara Cartland, who always wore one? I know she always favored pink and wore those tremendously large hats…
The best picture of me is at dinner in Chicago, with friends, before we went to see Phantom. I’ve already two drinks under my belt and the waiter snapped the picture for one of the other people at the table. Maybe you need a drink or four next time…
I have always loved the computer picture but the new one is rather fab too! You look genuinely happy (even if you weren’t) so it’s very nice. I can’t imagine why anyone would leave anything other than wonderful comments re: the boa pic. I love it! So playful and yes, right in the line for romance. After all, who was it, Barbara Cartland, who always wore one? I know she always favored pink and wore those tremendously large hats…
The best picture of me is at dinner in Chicago, with friends, before we went to see Phantom. I’ve already two drinks under my belt and the waiter snapped the picture for one of the other people at the table. Maybe you need a drink or four next time…
I have always loved the computer picture but the new one is rather fab too! You look genuinely happy (even if you weren’t) so it’s very nice. I can’t imagine why anyone would leave anything other than wonderful comments re: the boa pic. I love it! So playful and yes, right in the line for romance. After all, who was it, Barbara Cartland, who always wore one? I know she always favored pink and wore those tremendously large hats…
The best picture of me is at dinner in Chicago, with friends, before we went to see Phantom. I’ve already two drinks under my belt and the waiter snapped the picture for one of the other people at the table. Maybe you need a drink or four next time…
I have always loved the computer picture but the new one is rather fab too! You look genuinely happy (even if you weren’t) so it’s very nice. I can’t imagine why anyone would leave anything other than wonderful comments re: the boa pic. I love it! So playful and yes, right in the line for romance. After all, who was it, Barbara Cartland, who always wore one? I know she always favored pink and wore those tremendously large hats…
The best picture of me is at dinner in Chicago, with friends, before we went to see Phantom. I’ve already two drinks under my belt and the waiter snapped the picture for one of the other people at the table. Maybe you need a drink or four next time…
Anne, this is absolutely wonderful. For several reasons, I do not have a picture taken unless there is no way out of it. I think you have provided each of us with wonderful laughs today and I thank you. Being an introvert, I get that, but I also know that if one really works at it we can pretend to be someone else….someone who is comfortable in front of strangers…someone who can be actually charming….someone not me. Personally I like the pink boa picture – I can tell it is a Regency boa if I ever saw one.
Anne, this is absolutely wonderful. For several reasons, I do not have a picture taken unless there is no way out of it. I think you have provided each of us with wonderful laughs today and I thank you. Being an introvert, I get that, but I also know that if one really works at it we can pretend to be someone else….someone who is comfortable in front of strangers…someone who can be actually charming….someone not me. Personally I like the pink boa picture – I can tell it is a Regency boa if I ever saw one.
Anne, this is absolutely wonderful. For several reasons, I do not have a picture taken unless there is no way out of it. I think you have provided each of us with wonderful laughs today and I thank you. Being an introvert, I get that, but I also know that if one really works at it we can pretend to be someone else….someone who is comfortable in front of strangers…someone who can be actually charming….someone not me. Personally I like the pink boa picture – I can tell it is a Regency boa if I ever saw one.
Anne, this is absolutely wonderful. For several reasons, I do not have a picture taken unless there is no way out of it. I think you have provided each of us with wonderful laughs today and I thank you. Being an introvert, I get that, but I also know that if one really works at it we can pretend to be someone else….someone who is comfortable in front of strangers…someone who can be actually charming….someone not me. Personally I like the pink boa picture – I can tell it is a Regency boa if I ever saw one.
Anne, this is absolutely wonderful. For several reasons, I do not have a picture taken unless there is no way out of it. I think you have provided each of us with wonderful laughs today and I thank you. Being an introvert, I get that, but I also know that if one really works at it we can pretend to be someone else….someone who is comfortable in front of strangers…someone who can be actually charming….someone not me. Personally I like the pink boa picture – I can tell it is a Regency boa if I ever saw one.
Anne, no one can say you didn’t give it your best shot by trying so many different photographers. I think the last one you posted is not bad. Sometimes it is the eye of the beholder that counts.
Looking forward to Tuesday!
Anne, no one can say you didn’t give it your best shot by trying so many different photographers. I think the last one you posted is not bad. Sometimes it is the eye of the beholder that counts.
Looking forward to Tuesday!
Anne, no one can say you didn’t give it your best shot by trying so many different photographers. I think the last one you posted is not bad. Sometimes it is the eye of the beholder that counts.
Looking forward to Tuesday!
Anne, no one can say you didn’t give it your best shot by trying so many different photographers. I think the last one you posted is not bad. Sometimes it is the eye of the beholder that counts.
Looking forward to Tuesday!
Anne, no one can say you didn’t give it your best shot by trying so many different photographers. I think the last one you posted is not bad. Sometimes it is the eye of the beholder that counts.
Looking forward to Tuesday!
Oh, how I hate to have my picture taken. I was at a conference a few weeks ago and of course was snapped eating dessert, looking like a chipmunk storing up for many winters ahead. Of course it was posted to Facebook before I even drove home.
I also went to a professional photographer for those back-of-the-book pix a few years ago and wound up looking absolutely awful, gray hair, gray face. multiple chins, pained smile, though she was delightful.
My recent author photo was taken in my backyard by an author friend Jan Delima, who can not only write but take fabulous photos. She snapped a bunch of us Maine Romance Writers as we were at my house for a brainstorming weekend, and we all look divine. Or at least human. 😉
Oh, how I hate to have my picture taken. I was at a conference a few weeks ago and of course was snapped eating dessert, looking like a chipmunk storing up for many winters ahead. Of course it was posted to Facebook before I even drove home.
I also went to a professional photographer for those back-of-the-book pix a few years ago and wound up looking absolutely awful, gray hair, gray face. multiple chins, pained smile, though she was delightful.
My recent author photo was taken in my backyard by an author friend Jan Delima, who can not only write but take fabulous photos. She snapped a bunch of us Maine Romance Writers as we were at my house for a brainstorming weekend, and we all look divine. Or at least human. 😉
Oh, how I hate to have my picture taken. I was at a conference a few weeks ago and of course was snapped eating dessert, looking like a chipmunk storing up for many winters ahead. Of course it was posted to Facebook before I even drove home.
I also went to a professional photographer for those back-of-the-book pix a few years ago and wound up looking absolutely awful, gray hair, gray face. multiple chins, pained smile, though she was delightful.
My recent author photo was taken in my backyard by an author friend Jan Delima, who can not only write but take fabulous photos. She snapped a bunch of us Maine Romance Writers as we were at my house for a brainstorming weekend, and we all look divine. Or at least human. 😉
Oh, how I hate to have my picture taken. I was at a conference a few weeks ago and of course was snapped eating dessert, looking like a chipmunk storing up for many winters ahead. Of course it was posted to Facebook before I even drove home.
I also went to a professional photographer for those back-of-the-book pix a few years ago and wound up looking absolutely awful, gray hair, gray face. multiple chins, pained smile, though she was delightful.
My recent author photo was taken in my backyard by an author friend Jan Delima, who can not only write but take fabulous photos. She snapped a bunch of us Maine Romance Writers as we were at my house for a brainstorming weekend, and we all look divine. Or at least human. 😉
Oh, how I hate to have my picture taken. I was at a conference a few weeks ago and of course was snapped eating dessert, looking like a chipmunk storing up for many winters ahead. Of course it was posted to Facebook before I even drove home.
I also went to a professional photographer for those back-of-the-book pix a few years ago and wound up looking absolutely awful, gray hair, gray face. multiple chins, pained smile, though she was delightful.
My recent author photo was taken in my backyard by an author friend Jan Delima, who can not only write but take fabulous photos. She snapped a bunch of us Maine Romance Writers as we were at my house for a brainstorming weekend, and we all look divine. Or at least human. 😉
Anne,
The last two turned out well. The real shame is all the previous professionals who apparently don’t know how to take a proper photo! As for candids, I always wind up looking angry, or talking or eating. Never fails. I’ve taken to playing with selfies on my webcam and phone, trying to find just the right pose, lightning, and hair in my face to minimize chins, redness, and lopsided smile. I haven’t found it yet!
Best wishes and thank you for sharing!
Anne,
The last two turned out well. The real shame is all the previous professionals who apparently don’t know how to take a proper photo! As for candids, I always wind up looking angry, or talking or eating. Never fails. I’ve taken to playing with selfies on my webcam and phone, trying to find just the right pose, lightning, and hair in my face to minimize chins, redness, and lopsided smile. I haven’t found it yet!
Best wishes and thank you for sharing!
Anne,
The last two turned out well. The real shame is all the previous professionals who apparently don’t know how to take a proper photo! As for candids, I always wind up looking angry, or talking or eating. Never fails. I’ve taken to playing with selfies on my webcam and phone, trying to find just the right pose, lightning, and hair in my face to minimize chins, redness, and lopsided smile. I haven’t found it yet!
Best wishes and thank you for sharing!
Anne,
The last two turned out well. The real shame is all the previous professionals who apparently don’t know how to take a proper photo! As for candids, I always wind up looking angry, or talking or eating. Never fails. I’ve taken to playing with selfies on my webcam and phone, trying to find just the right pose, lightning, and hair in my face to minimize chins, redness, and lopsided smile. I haven’t found it yet!
Best wishes and thank you for sharing!
Anne,
The last two turned out well. The real shame is all the previous professionals who apparently don’t know how to take a proper photo! As for candids, I always wind up looking angry, or talking or eating. Never fails. I’ve taken to playing with selfies on my webcam and phone, trying to find just the right pose, lightning, and hair in my face to minimize chins, redness, and lopsided smile. I haven’t found it yet!
Best wishes and thank you for sharing!
Hilarious, and deeply understood. I have about three photos of me that are nice, and all were snapped when I wasn’t posing. Ah dear. But that one taken by your computer is lovely.
Hilarious, and deeply understood. I have about three photos of me that are nice, and all were snapped when I wasn’t posing. Ah dear. But that one taken by your computer is lovely.
Hilarious, and deeply understood. I have about three photos of me that are nice, and all were snapped when I wasn’t posing. Ah dear. But that one taken by your computer is lovely.
Hilarious, and deeply understood. I have about three photos of me that are nice, and all were snapped when I wasn’t posing. Ah dear. But that one taken by your computer is lovely.
Hilarious, and deeply understood. I have about three photos of me that are nice, and all were snapped when I wasn’t posing. Ah dear. But that one taken by your computer is lovely.
I hate all the author photos I have. Maybe I should go to yours. I really like the last one!
I hate all the author photos I have. Maybe I should go to yours. I really like the last one!
I hate all the author photos I have. Maybe I should go to yours. I really like the last one!
I hate all the author photos I have. Maybe I should go to yours. I really like the last one!
I hate all the author photos I have. Maybe I should go to yours. I really like the last one!
I like the last one (with you looking over the back of the chair). It’s got good light and you look happy — perhaps because you’ve just shipped the final edits of your latest book to your publisher?
I like the last one (with you looking over the back of the chair). It’s got good light and you look happy — perhaps because you’ve just shipped the final edits of your latest book to your publisher?
I like the last one (with you looking over the back of the chair). It’s got good light and you look happy — perhaps because you’ve just shipped the final edits of your latest book to your publisher?
I like the last one (with you looking over the back of the chair). It’s got good light and you look happy — perhaps because you’ve just shipped the final edits of your latest book to your publisher?
I like the last one (with you looking over the back of the chair). It’s got good light and you look happy — perhaps because you’ve just shipped the final edits of your latest book to your publisher?
Thanks, Theo, but no way am I going to have a drink or two before any photo shoot, or else I'd be bright pink. Actually speaking of bright pink and Barbara Cartland, I have a couple of pics of me dressed as her that aren't bad either. The Australian romance conference (every August) always kicks off with a costume cocktail party, and one year it was something like "living the dream" so I came in a sea of pink as Barbara Cartland. This year the theme is fresh flirty and famous, so I might have to revive my Cartland outfit. Stay tuned for the pics …
Thanks, Theo, but no way am I going to have a drink or two before any photo shoot, or else I'd be bright pink. Actually speaking of bright pink and Barbara Cartland, I have a couple of pics of me dressed as her that aren't bad either. The Australian romance conference (every August) always kicks off with a costume cocktail party, and one year it was something like "living the dream" so I came in a sea of pink as Barbara Cartland. This year the theme is fresh flirty and famous, so I might have to revive my Cartland outfit. Stay tuned for the pics …
Thanks, Theo, but no way am I going to have a drink or two before any photo shoot, or else I'd be bright pink. Actually speaking of bright pink and Barbara Cartland, I have a couple of pics of me dressed as her that aren't bad either. The Australian romance conference (every August) always kicks off with a costume cocktail party, and one year it was something like "living the dream" so I came in a sea of pink as Barbara Cartland. This year the theme is fresh flirty and famous, so I might have to revive my Cartland outfit. Stay tuned for the pics …
Thanks, Theo, but no way am I going to have a drink or two before any photo shoot, or else I'd be bright pink. Actually speaking of bright pink and Barbara Cartland, I have a couple of pics of me dressed as her that aren't bad either. The Australian romance conference (every August) always kicks off with a costume cocktail party, and one year it was something like "living the dream" so I came in a sea of pink as Barbara Cartland. This year the theme is fresh flirty and famous, so I might have to revive my Cartland outfit. Stay tuned for the pics …
Thanks, Theo, but no way am I going to have a drink or two before any photo shoot, or else I'd be bright pink. Actually speaking of bright pink and Barbara Cartland, I have a couple of pics of me dressed as her that aren't bad either. The Australian romance conference (every August) always kicks off with a costume cocktail party, and one year it was something like "living the dream" so I came in a sea of pink as Barbara Cartland. This year the theme is fresh flirty and famous, so I might have to revive my Cartland outfit. Stay tuned for the pics …
Michelle, it's funny how the author photo thing sparks a memory in each of us. Love that your one taken by your father was the best. Isolde Martyn has one taken by her son that's casual and in B&W and is just lovely. Thanks for adding to the conversation.
Michelle, it's funny how the author photo thing sparks a memory in each of us. Love that your one taken by your father was the best. Isolde Martyn has one taken by her son that's casual and in B&W and is just lovely. Thanks for adding to the conversation.
Michelle, it's funny how the author photo thing sparks a memory in each of us. Love that your one taken by your father was the best. Isolde Martyn has one taken by her son that's casual and in B&W and is just lovely. Thanks for adding to the conversation.
Michelle, it's funny how the author photo thing sparks a memory in each of us. Love that your one taken by your father was the best. Isolde Martyn has one taken by her son that's casual and in B&W and is just lovely. Thanks for adding to the conversation.
Michelle, it's funny how the author photo thing sparks a memory in each of us. Love that your one taken by your father was the best. Isolde Martyn has one taken by her son that's casual and in B&W and is just lovely. Thanks for adding to the conversation.
Thanks, Annette. Yes, I agree that it's easier to be an extrovert if you play a part. I have no trouble at all dressing up in some very silly costume for the Australian RWA conference cocktail parties, because then I'm whatever that character is, not plain old meI'm very fond of that pink boa, too. It's very old, actually — a proper theatrical boa bought before the days of cheap boas in every corner shop, and has been in numerous school productions and has even been on stage and on national TV in Australia when a friend who is a comedian borrowed it. So when I became a romance writer I had my perfect prop.
Thanks, Annette. Yes, I agree that it's easier to be an extrovert if you play a part. I have no trouble at all dressing up in some very silly costume for the Australian RWA conference cocktail parties, because then I'm whatever that character is, not plain old meI'm very fond of that pink boa, too. It's very old, actually — a proper theatrical boa bought before the days of cheap boas in every corner shop, and has been in numerous school productions and has even been on stage and on national TV in Australia when a friend who is a comedian borrowed it. So when I became a romance writer I had my perfect prop.
Thanks, Annette. Yes, I agree that it's easier to be an extrovert if you play a part. I have no trouble at all dressing up in some very silly costume for the Australian RWA conference cocktail parties, because then I'm whatever that character is, not plain old meI'm very fond of that pink boa, too. It's very old, actually — a proper theatrical boa bought before the days of cheap boas in every corner shop, and has been in numerous school productions and has even been on stage and on national TV in Australia when a friend who is a comedian borrowed it. So when I became a romance writer I had my perfect prop.
Thanks, Annette. Yes, I agree that it's easier to be an extrovert if you play a part. I have no trouble at all dressing up in some very silly costume for the Australian RWA conference cocktail parties, because then I'm whatever that character is, not plain old meI'm very fond of that pink boa, too. It's very old, actually — a proper theatrical boa bought before the days of cheap boas in every corner shop, and has been in numerous school productions and has even been on stage and on national TV in Australia when a friend who is a comedian borrowed it. So when I became a romance writer I had my perfect prop.
Thanks, Annette. Yes, I agree that it's easier to be an extrovert if you play a part. I have no trouble at all dressing up in some very silly costume for the Australian RWA conference cocktail parties, because then I'm whatever that character is, not plain old meI'm very fond of that pink boa, too. It's very old, actually — a proper theatrical boa bought before the days of cheap boas in every corner shop, and has been in numerous school productions and has even been on stage and on national TV in Australia when a friend who is a comedian borrowed it. So when I became a romance writer I had my perfect prop.
Thanks, Sarah. I've decided my computer takes the best pics. I had to take one for a historical authors promotion, and mine is of me holding up two Georgette Heyer books, and it's fine, too. But the computer doesn't give me high res, so I have to get "proper" pics taken.
Thanks, Sarah. I've decided my computer takes the best pics. I had to take one for a historical authors promotion, and mine is of me holding up two Georgette Heyer books, and it's fine, too. But the computer doesn't give me high res, so I have to get "proper" pics taken.
Thanks, Sarah. I've decided my computer takes the best pics. I had to take one for a historical authors promotion, and mine is of me holding up two Georgette Heyer books, and it's fine, too. But the computer doesn't give me high res, so I have to get "proper" pics taken.
Thanks, Sarah. I've decided my computer takes the best pics. I had to take one for a historical authors promotion, and mine is of me holding up two Georgette Heyer books, and it's fine, too. But the computer doesn't give me high res, so I have to get "proper" pics taken.
Thanks, Sarah. I've decided my computer takes the best pics. I had to take one for a historical authors promotion, and mine is of me holding up two Georgette Heyer books, and it's fine, too. But the computer doesn't give me high res, so I have to get "proper" pics taken.
Maggie, I do sympathize. People often post hideous photos of other people on the web. I've had some shockers, too. And the "posed" professional photos don't work for me, I've decided — they always try to jolly me up, and the result is always slightly maniacal. I love that your friend took some pics and that they worked and were lovely.
Maggie, I do sympathize. People often post hideous photos of other people on the web. I've had some shockers, too. And the "posed" professional photos don't work for me, I've decided — they always try to jolly me up, and the result is always slightly maniacal. I love that your friend took some pics and that they worked and were lovely.
Maggie, I do sympathize. People often post hideous photos of other people on the web. I've had some shockers, too. And the "posed" professional photos don't work for me, I've decided — they always try to jolly me up, and the result is always slightly maniacal. I love that your friend took some pics and that they worked and were lovely.
Maggie, I do sympathize. People often post hideous photos of other people on the web. I've had some shockers, too. And the "posed" professional photos don't work for me, I've decided — they always try to jolly me up, and the result is always slightly maniacal. I love that your friend took some pics and that they worked and were lovely.
Maggie, I do sympathize. People often post hideous photos of other people on the web. I've had some shockers, too. And the "posed" professional photos don't work for me, I've decided — they always try to jolly me up, and the result is always slightly maniacal. I love that your friend took some pics and that they worked and were lovely.
Shauna, the wonderful thing about playing with pics on the phone or computer is that you can then use effects, like the scribble one of me and the cartoonized one on this blog. There are also some great fun effects, and I would have shared some more on the blog, except that I don't think the world is ready for The Woman With Two Noses .
Shauna, the wonderful thing about playing with pics on the phone or computer is that you can then use effects, like the scribble one of me and the cartoonized one on this blog. There are also some great fun effects, and I would have shared some more on the blog, except that I don't think the world is ready for The Woman With Two Noses .
Shauna, the wonderful thing about playing with pics on the phone or computer is that you can then use effects, like the scribble one of me and the cartoonized one on this blog. There are also some great fun effects, and I would have shared some more on the blog, except that I don't think the world is ready for The Woman With Two Noses .
Shauna, the wonderful thing about playing with pics on the phone or computer is that you can then use effects, like the scribble one of me and the cartoonized one on this blog. There are also some great fun effects, and I would have shared some more on the blog, except that I don't think the world is ready for The Woman With Two Noses .
Shauna, the wonderful thing about playing with pics on the phone or computer is that you can then use effects, like the scribble one of me and the cartoonized one on this blog. There are also some great fun effects, and I would have shared some more on the blog, except that I don't think the world is ready for The Woman With Two Noses .
Thanks, Malvina — yes the computer is our friend, I think. And we can delete at will.
Thanks, Malvina — yes the computer is our friend, I think. And we can delete at will.
Thanks, Malvina — yes the computer is our friend, I think. And we can delete at will.
Thanks, Malvina — yes the computer is our friend, I think. And we can delete at will.
Thanks, Malvina — yes the computer is our friend, I think. And we can delete at will.
Deb, I hear your pain. The photographer of that last one is in Melbourne. I'm a bit too manic for my liking, but she did a couple of friends of mine and they look lovely.
Deb, I hear your pain. The photographer of that last one is in Melbourne. I'm a bit too manic for my liking, but she did a couple of friends of mine and they look lovely.
Deb, I hear your pain. The photographer of that last one is in Melbourne. I'm a bit too manic for my liking, but she did a couple of friends of mine and they look lovely.
Deb, I hear your pain. The photographer of that last one is in Melbourne. I'm a bit too manic for my liking, but she did a couple of friends of mine and they look lovely.
Deb, I hear your pain. The photographer of that last one is in Melbourne. I'm a bit too manic for my liking, but she did a couple of friends of mine and they look lovely.
Thanks, Susan, I got those shots taken with a friend who was also having author photos taken, and yes, we had fun doing it. But I didn't really want to look quite so insanely grinning. But apparently that's how I was
Thanks, Susan, I got those shots taken with a friend who was also having author photos taken, and yes, we had fun doing it. But I didn't really want to look quite so insanely grinning. But apparently that's how I was
Thanks, Susan, I got those shots taken with a friend who was also having author photos taken, and yes, we had fun doing it. But I didn't really want to look quite so insanely grinning. But apparently that's how I was
Thanks, Susan, I got those shots taken with a friend who was also having author photos taken, and yes, we had fun doing it. But I didn't really want to look quite so insanely grinning. But apparently that's how I was
Thanks, Susan, I got those shots taken with a friend who was also having author photos taken, and yes, we had fun doing it. But I didn't really want to look quite so insanely grinning. But apparently that's how I was
Thanks, Andrea — it's clear a lot of authors identify with this. And how, I ask, does seeing a photo of the author add to anyone's enjoyment? LOL
Thanks, Andrea — it's clear a lot of authors identify with this. And how, I ask, does seeing a photo of the author add to anyone's enjoyment? LOL
Thanks, Andrea — it's clear a lot of authors identify with this. And how, I ask, does seeing a photo of the author add to anyone's enjoyment? LOL
Thanks, Andrea — it's clear a lot of authors identify with this. And how, I ask, does seeing a photo of the author add to anyone's enjoyment? LOL
Thanks, Andrea — it's clear a lot of authors identify with this. And how, I ask, does seeing a photo of the author add to anyone's enjoyment? LOL
Thanks, Juanita — it's fine when the pics are nice ones, it's the gargoyleish ones I'm less happy about. 😉
Thanks, Juanita — it's fine when the pics are nice ones, it's the gargoyleish ones I'm less happy about. 😉
Thanks, Juanita — it's fine when the pics are nice ones, it's the gargoyleish ones I'm less happy about. 😉
Thanks, Juanita — it's fine when the pics are nice ones, it's the gargoyleish ones I'm less happy about. 😉
Thanks, Juanita — it's fine when the pics are nice ones, it's the gargoyleish ones I'm less happy about. 😉
Great suggestion, Mary Jo, but for me, getting photographed in the US at a conference is really risky — demented woman with jetlag and great bags under her eyes.
Great suggestion, Mary Jo, but for me, getting photographed in the US at a conference is really risky — demented woman with jetlag and great bags under her eyes.
Great suggestion, Mary Jo, but for me, getting photographed in the US at a conference is really risky — demented woman with jetlag and great bags under her eyes.
Great suggestion, Mary Jo, but for me, getting photographed in the US at a conference is really risky — demented woman with jetlag and great bags under her eyes.
Great suggestion, Mary Jo, but for me, getting photographed in the US at a conference is really risky — demented woman with jetlag and great bags under her eyes.
Jana, that teacher photo thing is awful, isn't it? I'm sure I've ruined a few for kids.And in the staff photo a couple of friends of mine always pulled hideous faces — and they're the photos I treasure. A snapshot of the mood, rather than the face.
Jana, that teacher photo thing is awful, isn't it? I'm sure I've ruined a few for kids.And in the staff photo a couple of friends of mine always pulled hideous faces — and they're the photos I treasure. A snapshot of the mood, rather than the face.
Jana, that teacher photo thing is awful, isn't it? I'm sure I've ruined a few for kids.And in the staff photo a couple of friends of mine always pulled hideous faces — and they're the photos I treasure. A snapshot of the mood, rather than the face.
Jana, that teacher photo thing is awful, isn't it? I'm sure I've ruined a few for kids.And in the staff photo a couple of friends of mine always pulled hideous faces — and they're the photos I treasure. A snapshot of the mood, rather than the face.
Jana, that teacher photo thing is awful, isn't it? I'm sure I've ruined a few for kids.And in the staff photo a couple of friends of mine always pulled hideous faces — and they're the photos I treasure. A snapshot of the mood, rather than the face.
Actually how I look when I’ve just sent a book off is more resembling something the cat dragged in.
Actually how I look when I’ve just sent a book off is more resembling something the cat dragged in.
Actually how I look when I’ve just sent a book off is more resembling something the cat dragged in.
Actually how I look when I’ve just sent a book off is more resembling something the cat dragged in.
Actually how I look when I’ve just sent a book off is more resembling something the cat dragged in.
LOVE this post, Anne! And I happen to think all of your photos are fun, which is definitely you!
The photo on my website is science fiction, pure and simple. Had a computer friend of mine smooth out the wrinkles, skin problems, chins, etc. I have a few photos I use on social media that are at least more recent, but have still be retouched. I know I need a really good author photo, but my attempts at professional author photos have ranged from ridiculous to Quasimodo in a blue dress. Sigh! Given the choice between trying for a real professional author photo and a root canal without anesthesia? I’ll get back to you on that.
LOVE this post, Anne! And I happen to think all of your photos are fun, which is definitely you!
The photo on my website is science fiction, pure and simple. Had a computer friend of mine smooth out the wrinkles, skin problems, chins, etc. I have a few photos I use on social media that are at least more recent, but have still be retouched. I know I need a really good author photo, but my attempts at professional author photos have ranged from ridiculous to Quasimodo in a blue dress. Sigh! Given the choice between trying for a real professional author photo and a root canal without anesthesia? I’ll get back to you on that.
LOVE this post, Anne! And I happen to think all of your photos are fun, which is definitely you!
The photo on my website is science fiction, pure and simple. Had a computer friend of mine smooth out the wrinkles, skin problems, chins, etc. I have a few photos I use on social media that are at least more recent, but have still be retouched. I know I need a really good author photo, but my attempts at professional author photos have ranged from ridiculous to Quasimodo in a blue dress. Sigh! Given the choice between trying for a real professional author photo and a root canal without anesthesia? I’ll get back to you on that.
LOVE this post, Anne! And I happen to think all of your photos are fun, which is definitely you!
The photo on my website is science fiction, pure and simple. Had a computer friend of mine smooth out the wrinkles, skin problems, chins, etc. I have a few photos I use on social media that are at least more recent, but have still be retouched. I know I need a really good author photo, but my attempts at professional author photos have ranged from ridiculous to Quasimodo in a blue dress. Sigh! Given the choice between trying for a real professional author photo and a root canal without anesthesia? I’ll get back to you on that.
LOVE this post, Anne! And I happen to think all of your photos are fun, which is definitely you!
The photo on my website is science fiction, pure and simple. Had a computer friend of mine smooth out the wrinkles, skin problems, chins, etc. I have a few photos I use on social media that are at least more recent, but have still be retouched. I know I need a really good author photo, but my attempts at professional author photos have ranged from ridiculous to Quasimodo in a blue dress. Sigh! Given the choice between trying for a real professional author photo and a root canal without anesthesia? I’ll get back to you on that.
Oh you, bashful thing Anne Gracie.
I actually love the boa photo because you look as if you’re having fun and your books would be fun too.
The whole self-promotion thing. I don’t think it’s necessarily only because writers are often introverts, but it’s the whole nice girl thing. Nice girls don’t push themselves forward. It’s brash to be the centre of attention. Nice girls don’t say nice things about themselves because that’s boasting.
I’ll say it for you. You’re still a looker, and your books are amazing! Best comfort/friend books ever.
Oh you, bashful thing Anne Gracie.
I actually love the boa photo because you look as if you’re having fun and your books would be fun too.
The whole self-promotion thing. I don’t think it’s necessarily only because writers are often introverts, but it’s the whole nice girl thing. Nice girls don’t push themselves forward. It’s brash to be the centre of attention. Nice girls don’t say nice things about themselves because that’s boasting.
I’ll say it for you. You’re still a looker, and your books are amazing! Best comfort/friend books ever.
Oh you, bashful thing Anne Gracie.
I actually love the boa photo because you look as if you’re having fun and your books would be fun too.
The whole self-promotion thing. I don’t think it’s necessarily only because writers are often introverts, but it’s the whole nice girl thing. Nice girls don’t push themselves forward. It’s brash to be the centre of attention. Nice girls don’t say nice things about themselves because that’s boasting.
I’ll say it for you. You’re still a looker, and your books are amazing! Best comfort/friend books ever.
Oh you, bashful thing Anne Gracie.
I actually love the boa photo because you look as if you’re having fun and your books would be fun too.
The whole self-promotion thing. I don’t think it’s necessarily only because writers are often introverts, but it’s the whole nice girl thing. Nice girls don’t push themselves forward. It’s brash to be the centre of attention. Nice girls don’t say nice things about themselves because that’s boasting.
I’ll say it for you. You’re still a looker, and your books are amazing! Best comfort/friend books ever.
Oh you, bashful thing Anne Gracie.
I actually love the boa photo because you look as if you’re having fun and your books would be fun too.
The whole self-promotion thing. I don’t think it’s necessarily only because writers are often introverts, but it’s the whole nice girl thing. Nice girls don’t push themselves forward. It’s brash to be the centre of attention. Nice girls don’t say nice things about themselves because that’s boasting.
I’ll say it for you. You’re still a looker, and your books are amazing! Best comfort/friend books ever.
Hate. It. With. A. Passion. No matter how much weight I loose, I still show a waterfall of chins. Love that expression! My kids are all wonderfully photogenic. Me? I’d rather take the pictures than embaarss myself anymore than I have to.
Hate. It. With. A. Passion. No matter how much weight I loose, I still show a waterfall of chins. Love that expression! My kids are all wonderfully photogenic. Me? I’d rather take the pictures than embaarss myself anymore than I have to.
Hate. It. With. A. Passion. No matter how much weight I loose, I still show a waterfall of chins. Love that expression! My kids are all wonderfully photogenic. Me? I’d rather take the pictures than embaarss myself anymore than I have to.
Hate. It. With. A. Passion. No matter how much weight I loose, I still show a waterfall of chins. Love that expression! My kids are all wonderfully photogenic. Me? I’d rather take the pictures than embaarss myself anymore than I have to.
Hate. It. With. A. Passion. No matter how much weight I loose, I still show a waterfall of chins. Love that expression! My kids are all wonderfully photogenic. Me? I’d rather take the pictures than embaarss myself anymore than I have to.
What a hoot, Anne. I need to get a new one, but I’m an abysmal coward – it’s more pleasant to gaze at oneself through a steamed up mirror after a shower.
What a hoot, Anne. I need to get a new one, but I’m an abysmal coward – it’s more pleasant to gaze at oneself through a steamed up mirror after a shower.
What a hoot, Anne. I need to get a new one, but I’m an abysmal coward – it’s more pleasant to gaze at oneself through a steamed up mirror after a shower.
What a hoot, Anne. I need to get a new one, but I’m an abysmal coward – it’s more pleasant to gaze at oneself through a steamed up mirror after a shower.
What a hoot, Anne. I need to get a new one, but I’m an abysmal coward – it’s more pleasant to gaze at oneself through a steamed up mirror after a shower.
Like so many here, I can relate. I stopped struggling (mostly) after watching a friend run the length of a house to avoid getting her picture taken at a party. So silly! But we do resist.
Reminds me of a not-so-funny epigram: A woman looks in the mirror and thinks, “My nose is too big … My butt sticks out … My hair is awful …” A man looks in the mirror and thinks, “What a stud!” Must be nice.
Personally, I enjoy being on the receiving end of author photos and bios, especially authors I’ve read more than once (like, most of the Wenches). I feel more invested in the stories that way.
P.S. I vote for the photo with Chris Morey. You look like you’d be fun to know. Probably too low-rez for professional use, but nice.
Like so many here, I can relate. I stopped struggling (mostly) after watching a friend run the length of a house to avoid getting her picture taken at a party. So silly! But we do resist.
Reminds me of a not-so-funny epigram: A woman looks in the mirror and thinks, “My nose is too big … My butt sticks out … My hair is awful …” A man looks in the mirror and thinks, “What a stud!” Must be nice.
Personally, I enjoy being on the receiving end of author photos and bios, especially authors I’ve read more than once (like, most of the Wenches). I feel more invested in the stories that way.
P.S. I vote for the photo with Chris Morey. You look like you’d be fun to know. Probably too low-rez for professional use, but nice.
Like so many here, I can relate. I stopped struggling (mostly) after watching a friend run the length of a house to avoid getting her picture taken at a party. So silly! But we do resist.
Reminds me of a not-so-funny epigram: A woman looks in the mirror and thinks, “My nose is too big … My butt sticks out … My hair is awful …” A man looks in the mirror and thinks, “What a stud!” Must be nice.
Personally, I enjoy being on the receiving end of author photos and bios, especially authors I’ve read more than once (like, most of the Wenches). I feel more invested in the stories that way.
P.S. I vote for the photo with Chris Morey. You look like you’d be fun to know. Probably too low-rez for professional use, but nice.
Like so many here, I can relate. I stopped struggling (mostly) after watching a friend run the length of a house to avoid getting her picture taken at a party. So silly! But we do resist.
Reminds me of a not-so-funny epigram: A woman looks in the mirror and thinks, “My nose is too big … My butt sticks out … My hair is awful …” A man looks in the mirror and thinks, “What a stud!” Must be nice.
Personally, I enjoy being on the receiving end of author photos and bios, especially authors I’ve read more than once (like, most of the Wenches). I feel more invested in the stories that way.
P.S. I vote for the photo with Chris Morey. You look like you’d be fun to know. Probably too low-rez for professional use, but nice.
Like so many here, I can relate. I stopped struggling (mostly) after watching a friend run the length of a house to avoid getting her picture taken at a party. So silly! But we do resist.
Reminds me of a not-so-funny epigram: A woman looks in the mirror and thinks, “My nose is too big … My butt sticks out … My hair is awful …” A man looks in the mirror and thinks, “What a stud!” Must be nice.
Personally, I enjoy being on the receiving end of author photos and bios, especially authors I’ve read more than once (like, most of the Wenches). I feel more invested in the stories that way.
P.S. I vote for the photo with Chris Morey. You look like you’d be fun to know. Probably too low-rez for professional use, but nice.
Not the one with my nose all screwed up, surely!! LOL — can't have that on a website or in the back of a book!
Loved the comment about the difference between men and women. Why is that? Because it's pretty true, isn't it?
Not the one with my nose all screwed up, surely!! LOL — can't have that on a website or in the back of a book!
Loved the comment about the difference between men and women. Why is that? Because it's pretty true, isn't it?
Not the one with my nose all screwed up, surely!! LOL — can't have that on a website or in the back of a book!
Loved the comment about the difference between men and women. Why is that? Because it's pretty true, isn't it?
Not the one with my nose all screwed up, surely!! LOL — can't have that on a website or in the back of a book!
Loved the comment about the difference between men and women. Why is that? Because it's pretty true, isn't it?
Not the one with my nose all screwed up, surely!! LOL — can't have that on a website or in the back of a book!
Loved the comment about the difference between men and women. Why is that? Because it's pretty true, isn't it?
Hi Anne, you did make me giggle. I think you are far to hard on yourself. However, I do have an author photo story to share with you. The publisher I work for also insists on an Author Photo for every author. Sometimes our editor takes pity on the author and tries to side wth them on the no-photo-required suggestion … but he will have none of it. If there is a book, there must be an author photo! The latest book we published was by a man – and one with no vanity. When asked for a pic, he just hunted around, found the most suitable shot in his possession and sent it through. I thought it was fine. Our editor thought it was a bit severe. His children took one look it, fell about howing with laughter, and said, ‘That’s the one taken after you drank the prune juice. Right?’ Family can always be counted on to make you feel better!
Hi Anne, you did make me giggle. I think you are far to hard on yourself. However, I do have an author photo story to share with you. The publisher I work for also insists on an Author Photo for every author. Sometimes our editor takes pity on the author and tries to side wth them on the no-photo-required suggestion … but he will have none of it. If there is a book, there must be an author photo! The latest book we published was by a man – and one with no vanity. When asked for a pic, he just hunted around, found the most suitable shot in his possession and sent it through. I thought it was fine. Our editor thought it was a bit severe. His children took one look it, fell about howing with laughter, and said, ‘That’s the one taken after you drank the prune juice. Right?’ Family can always be counted on to make you feel better!
Hi Anne, you did make me giggle. I think you are far to hard on yourself. However, I do have an author photo story to share with you. The publisher I work for also insists on an Author Photo for every author. Sometimes our editor takes pity on the author and tries to side wth them on the no-photo-required suggestion … but he will have none of it. If there is a book, there must be an author photo! The latest book we published was by a man – and one with no vanity. When asked for a pic, he just hunted around, found the most suitable shot in his possession and sent it through. I thought it was fine. Our editor thought it was a bit severe. His children took one look it, fell about howing with laughter, and said, ‘That’s the one taken after you drank the prune juice. Right?’ Family can always be counted on to make you feel better!
Hi Anne, you did make me giggle. I think you are far to hard on yourself. However, I do have an author photo story to share with you. The publisher I work for also insists on an Author Photo for every author. Sometimes our editor takes pity on the author and tries to side wth them on the no-photo-required suggestion … but he will have none of it. If there is a book, there must be an author photo! The latest book we published was by a man – and one with no vanity. When asked for a pic, he just hunted around, found the most suitable shot in his possession and sent it through. I thought it was fine. Our editor thought it was a bit severe. His children took one look it, fell about howing with laughter, and said, ‘That’s the one taken after you drank the prune juice. Right?’ Family can always be counted on to make you feel better!
Hi Anne, you did make me giggle. I think you are far to hard on yourself. However, I do have an author photo story to share with you. The publisher I work for also insists on an Author Photo for every author. Sometimes our editor takes pity on the author and tries to side wth them on the no-photo-required suggestion … but he will have none of it. If there is a book, there must be an author photo! The latest book we published was by a man – and one with no vanity. When asked for a pic, he just hunted around, found the most suitable shot in his possession and sent it through. I thought it was fine. Our editor thought it was a bit severe. His children took one look it, fell about howing with laughter, and said, ‘That’s the one taken after you drank the prune juice. Right?’ Family can always be counted on to make you feel better!
Yep that whole need a “professional” photo issue is fraught with challenges. My husband volunteers with a career ministry and he takes headshots of people who need new ones for their LinkedIn profile.
Some people are just way hard to take pictures of. Of course, he is handicapped by doing this in a church room with bad lighting but it is interesting to see how some pictures look fantastic and others, well…..all done the same day with the same lighting.
He’ll say they look much better in real life, she/he just takes a bad picture.
And if they are anything like me, the challenge increases exponentially – I blink faster than anyone can take a picture when a flash is being used. Demented doesn’t describe my pictures, more like spaced out, loopy, almost out for the count. Definitely not anything I want preserved for posterity.
Yep that whole need a “professional” photo issue is fraught with challenges. My husband volunteers with a career ministry and he takes headshots of people who need new ones for their LinkedIn profile.
Some people are just way hard to take pictures of. Of course, he is handicapped by doing this in a church room with bad lighting but it is interesting to see how some pictures look fantastic and others, well…..all done the same day with the same lighting.
He’ll say they look much better in real life, she/he just takes a bad picture.
And if they are anything like me, the challenge increases exponentially – I blink faster than anyone can take a picture when a flash is being used. Demented doesn’t describe my pictures, more like spaced out, loopy, almost out for the count. Definitely not anything I want preserved for posterity.
Yep that whole need a “professional” photo issue is fraught with challenges. My husband volunteers with a career ministry and he takes headshots of people who need new ones for their LinkedIn profile.
Some people are just way hard to take pictures of. Of course, he is handicapped by doing this in a church room with bad lighting but it is interesting to see how some pictures look fantastic and others, well…..all done the same day with the same lighting.
He’ll say they look much better in real life, she/he just takes a bad picture.
And if they are anything like me, the challenge increases exponentially – I blink faster than anyone can take a picture when a flash is being used. Demented doesn’t describe my pictures, more like spaced out, loopy, almost out for the count. Definitely not anything I want preserved for posterity.
Yep that whole need a “professional” photo issue is fraught with challenges. My husband volunteers with a career ministry and he takes headshots of people who need new ones for their LinkedIn profile.
Some people are just way hard to take pictures of. Of course, he is handicapped by doing this in a church room with bad lighting but it is interesting to see how some pictures look fantastic and others, well…..all done the same day with the same lighting.
He’ll say they look much better in real life, she/he just takes a bad picture.
And if they are anything like me, the challenge increases exponentially – I blink faster than anyone can take a picture when a flash is being used. Demented doesn’t describe my pictures, more like spaced out, loopy, almost out for the count. Definitely not anything I want preserved for posterity.
Yep that whole need a “professional” photo issue is fraught with challenges. My husband volunteers with a career ministry and he takes headshots of people who need new ones for their LinkedIn profile.
Some people are just way hard to take pictures of. Of course, he is handicapped by doing this in a church room with bad lighting but it is interesting to see how some pictures look fantastic and others, well…..all done the same day with the same lighting.
He’ll say they look much better in real life, she/he just takes a bad picture.
And if they are anything like me, the challenge increases exponentially – I blink faster than anyone can take a picture when a flash is being used. Demented doesn’t describe my pictures, more like spaced out, loopy, almost out for the count. Definitely not anything I want preserved for posterity.
When I go back and reread your wonderful books I will now be thinking of this pregnancy nausea photo shoot. Poor girl!! You have nearly put all the times I’ve cringed at, ran away from, or endured with agony a mere family and friends photo snap in painful perspective. For goodness sakes, we non-authors have got it easy.
When I go back and reread your wonderful books I will now be thinking of this pregnancy nausea photo shoot. Poor girl!! You have nearly put all the times I’ve cringed at, ran away from, or endured with agony a mere family and friends photo snap in painful perspective. For goodness sakes, we non-authors have got it easy.
When I go back and reread your wonderful books I will now be thinking of this pregnancy nausea photo shoot. Poor girl!! You have nearly put all the times I’ve cringed at, ran away from, or endured with agony a mere family and friends photo snap in painful perspective. For goodness sakes, we non-authors have got it easy.
When I go back and reread your wonderful books I will now be thinking of this pregnancy nausea photo shoot. Poor girl!! You have nearly put all the times I’ve cringed at, ran away from, or endured with agony a mere family and friends photo snap in painful perspective. For goodness sakes, we non-authors have got it easy.
When I go back and reread your wonderful books I will now be thinking of this pregnancy nausea photo shoot. Poor girl!! You have nearly put all the times I’ve cringed at, ran away from, or endured with agony a mere family and friends photo snap in painful perspective. For goodness sakes, we non-authors have got it easy.
My heartfelt and deepest sympathies, Ms Anne. Oh PUH-Leeeze let us see you and your friendly face with your very humorous outlook in that ‘sea of pink’ !!!!!! Love it.
My heartfelt and deepest sympathies, Ms Anne. Oh PUH-Leeeze let us see you and your friendly face with your very humorous outlook in that ‘sea of pink’ !!!!!! Love it.
My heartfelt and deepest sympathies, Ms Anne. Oh PUH-Leeeze let us see you and your friendly face with your very humorous outlook in that ‘sea of pink’ !!!!!! Love it.
My heartfelt and deepest sympathies, Ms Anne. Oh PUH-Leeeze let us see you and your friendly face with your very humorous outlook in that ‘sea of pink’ !!!!!! Love it.
My heartfelt and deepest sympathies, Ms Anne. Oh PUH-Leeeze let us see you and your friendly face with your very humorous outlook in that ‘sea of pink’ !!!!!! Love it.
Great story, Laura — yes family will always bring you down to earth. Thanks for joining in the conversation.
Great story, Laura — yes family will always bring you down to earth. Thanks for joining in the conversation.
Great story, Laura — yes family will always bring you down to earth. Thanks for joining in the conversation.
Great story, Laura — yes family will always bring you down to earth. Thanks for joining in the conversation.
Great story, Laura — yes family will always bring you down to earth. Thanks for joining in the conversation.
Michelle, there's a chance I will be reviving the Cartland costume at the Aussie conference in August, so if I do, I'll get a photo of me with Mary Jo, who's a guest speaker there this year. Stay tuned 🙂
Michelle, there's a chance I will be reviving the Cartland costume at the Aussie conference in August, so if I do, I'll get a photo of me with Mary Jo, who's a guest speaker there this year. Stay tuned 🙂
Michelle, there's a chance I will be reviving the Cartland costume at the Aussie conference in August, so if I do, I'll get a photo of me with Mary Jo, who's a guest speaker there this year. Stay tuned 🙂
Michelle, there's a chance I will be reviving the Cartland costume at the Aussie conference in August, so if I do, I'll get a photo of me with Mary Jo, who's a guest speaker there this year. Stay tuned 🙂
Michelle, there's a chance I will be reviving the Cartland costume at the Aussie conference in August, so if I do, I'll get a photo of me with Mary Jo, who's a guest speaker there this year. Stay tuned 🙂
Yes, it doesn't seem fair, does it. My dad was sooo photogenic — I don't think I've ever seen a photo of him that wasn't great. In fact he joined a photography club once and was promptly used for a portrait lesson. And some people get the occasional good pic out of a pile of horrible ones. C'est la vie.
Yes, it doesn't seem fair, does it. My dad was sooo photogenic — I don't think I've ever seen a photo of him that wasn't great. In fact he joined a photography club once and was promptly used for a portrait lesson. And some people get the occasional good pic out of a pile of horrible ones. C'est la vie.
Yes, it doesn't seem fair, does it. My dad was sooo photogenic — I don't think I've ever seen a photo of him that wasn't great. In fact he joined a photography club once and was promptly used for a portrait lesson. And some people get the occasional good pic out of a pile of horrible ones. C'est la vie.
Yes, it doesn't seem fair, does it. My dad was sooo photogenic — I don't think I've ever seen a photo of him that wasn't great. In fact he joined a photography club once and was promptly used for a portrait lesson. And some people get the occasional good pic out of a pile of horrible ones. C'est la vie.
Yes, it doesn't seem fair, does it. My dad was sooo photogenic — I don't think I've ever seen a photo of him that wasn't great. In fact he joined a photography club once and was promptly used for a portrait lesson. And some people get the occasional good pic out of a pile of horrible ones. C'est la vie.
I have never needed to have publicity shots, but I still feel your pain.
There have been good photographers in my family all my life. My mother’s father had a photography studio for a while, and he still used his big portrait camera when I was a child. I actually remember pictures he took using loose powder in a trough (a flash in the pan) and focusing glass plates. He was very thin, and when he went under the cloth to focus the plate, I was afraid the camera had swallowed him up.
My mother’s brother-in-law was a photographic hobbyist who also used his knowledge professionally. My father, my brother-in-law and my husband are also great photographers.
Me, I HATE the camera when aimed at me. A few of the photos are good, some are so-so, and most are stiff and ridiculous.
And the worst of this is that we have almost no pictures of my grandfather and of Uncle Dates — they were behind the camera taking the pictures.!
I have never needed to have publicity shots, but I still feel your pain.
There have been good photographers in my family all my life. My mother’s father had a photography studio for a while, and he still used his big portrait camera when I was a child. I actually remember pictures he took using loose powder in a trough (a flash in the pan) and focusing glass plates. He was very thin, and when he went under the cloth to focus the plate, I was afraid the camera had swallowed him up.
My mother’s brother-in-law was a photographic hobbyist who also used his knowledge professionally. My father, my brother-in-law and my husband are also great photographers.
Me, I HATE the camera when aimed at me. A few of the photos are good, some are so-so, and most are stiff and ridiculous.
And the worst of this is that we have almost no pictures of my grandfather and of Uncle Dates — they were behind the camera taking the pictures.!
I have never needed to have publicity shots, but I still feel your pain.
There have been good photographers in my family all my life. My mother’s father had a photography studio for a while, and he still used his big portrait camera when I was a child. I actually remember pictures he took using loose powder in a trough (a flash in the pan) and focusing glass plates. He was very thin, and when he went under the cloth to focus the plate, I was afraid the camera had swallowed him up.
My mother’s brother-in-law was a photographic hobbyist who also used his knowledge professionally. My father, my brother-in-law and my husband are also great photographers.
Me, I HATE the camera when aimed at me. A few of the photos are good, some are so-so, and most are stiff and ridiculous.
And the worst of this is that we have almost no pictures of my grandfather and of Uncle Dates — they were behind the camera taking the pictures.!
I have never needed to have publicity shots, but I still feel your pain.
There have been good photographers in my family all my life. My mother’s father had a photography studio for a while, and he still used his big portrait camera when I was a child. I actually remember pictures he took using loose powder in a trough (a flash in the pan) and focusing glass plates. He was very thin, and when he went under the cloth to focus the plate, I was afraid the camera had swallowed him up.
My mother’s brother-in-law was a photographic hobbyist who also used his knowledge professionally. My father, my brother-in-law and my husband are also great photographers.
Me, I HATE the camera when aimed at me. A few of the photos are good, some are so-so, and most are stiff and ridiculous.
And the worst of this is that we have almost no pictures of my grandfather and of Uncle Dates — they were behind the camera taking the pictures.!
I have never needed to have publicity shots, but I still feel your pain.
There have been good photographers in my family all my life. My mother’s father had a photography studio for a while, and he still used his big portrait camera when I was a child. I actually remember pictures he took using loose powder in a trough (a flash in the pan) and focusing glass plates. He was very thin, and when he went under the cloth to focus the plate, I was afraid the camera had swallowed him up.
My mother’s brother-in-law was a photographic hobbyist who also used his knowledge professionally. My father, my brother-in-law and my husband are also great photographers.
Me, I HATE the camera when aimed at me. A few of the photos are good, some are so-so, and most are stiff and ridiculous.
And the worst of this is that we have almost no pictures of my grandfather and of Uncle Dates — they were behind the camera taking the pictures.!
I was photogenic when I was young. Even my friends made jokes about how impossible was to surprise me with a bad face.
I’m not photogenic anymore. The turning point was, I think, when I became a mother at 29. I think I was never relaxed again.
Although it’s not the same as an author webpage, when I started my blog, I thought about putting a picture of myself and surprise! There’s no picture I like, I wanted something beautiful, an interesting composition, an amazing landscape… No, I haven’t found it yet. So my blog goes without a picture for now.
I was photogenic when I was young. Even my friends made jokes about how impossible was to surprise me with a bad face.
I’m not photogenic anymore. The turning point was, I think, when I became a mother at 29. I think I was never relaxed again.
Although it’s not the same as an author webpage, when I started my blog, I thought about putting a picture of myself and surprise! There’s no picture I like, I wanted something beautiful, an interesting composition, an amazing landscape… No, I haven’t found it yet. So my blog goes without a picture for now.
I was photogenic when I was young. Even my friends made jokes about how impossible was to surprise me with a bad face.
I’m not photogenic anymore. The turning point was, I think, when I became a mother at 29. I think I was never relaxed again.
Although it’s not the same as an author webpage, when I started my blog, I thought about putting a picture of myself and surprise! There’s no picture I like, I wanted something beautiful, an interesting composition, an amazing landscape… No, I haven’t found it yet. So my blog goes without a picture for now.
I was photogenic when I was young. Even my friends made jokes about how impossible was to surprise me with a bad face.
I’m not photogenic anymore. The turning point was, I think, when I became a mother at 29. I think I was never relaxed again.
Although it’s not the same as an author webpage, when I started my blog, I thought about putting a picture of myself and surprise! There’s no picture I like, I wanted something beautiful, an interesting composition, an amazing landscape… No, I haven’t found it yet. So my blog goes without a picture for now.
I was photogenic when I was young. Even my friends made jokes about how impossible was to surprise me with a bad face.
I’m not photogenic anymore. The turning point was, I think, when I became a mother at 29. I think I was never relaxed again.
Although it’s not the same as an author webpage, when I started my blog, I thought about putting a picture of myself and surprise! There’s no picture I like, I wanted something beautiful, an interesting composition, an amazing landscape… No, I haven’t found it yet. So my blog goes without a picture for now.
Anne, I so relate to your photo phobia. Wish I were photogenic, but, I’m not. Thus, I enjoyed this article. Maybe some day, a camera will like me & find me favorable, but I ain’t holding my breath.
Anne, I so relate to your photo phobia. Wish I were photogenic, but, I’m not. Thus, I enjoyed this article. Maybe some day, a camera will like me & find me favorable, but I ain’t holding my breath.
Anne, I so relate to your photo phobia. Wish I were photogenic, but, I’m not. Thus, I enjoyed this article. Maybe some day, a camera will like me & find me favorable, but I ain’t holding my breath.
Anne, I so relate to your photo phobia. Wish I were photogenic, but, I’m not. Thus, I enjoyed this article. Maybe some day, a camera will like me & find me favorable, but I ain’t holding my breath.
Anne, I so relate to your photo phobia. Wish I were photogenic, but, I’m not. Thus, I enjoyed this article. Maybe some day, a camera will like me & find me favorable, but I ain’t holding my breath.