In the comment thread for my 4th of July post, there’s been much talk about how well the cover gods have treated me. Yes, my covers have generally been excellent (through no efforts or skill of my own). And the really amazing thing is, although I have several publishers, my books mostly look like they belong together. Especially all those eyes. (Even the Midnighters 1 cover has an eye-thing going on, if you sort of squint.)
But to think such thoughts aloud is dangerous. Pride cometh before a fall.
Just yesterday in the mail, the cover gods sent me their comeuppance, the Russian cover for the Killing of Worlds:
Many questions arise: Who is that green woman with skunk hair? Why are they wearing Soviet spacesuits from 1971? Is that a giant camera floating in space behind the overweight Thunderbird 4?
Just so you know, there are no green characters in Killing of Worlds. And no giant space cameras. (Sure, there’s a mad psychic senator, a world-spanning intelligence, one cyborg commando, and a few space battles. But nothing weird, like, for example, skunk hair.)
The mysteries of Russian cover art are many. It seems the publishers there buy it from some giant source of fantastic art in the sky, and then mix and match willy-nilly. Leland Modesitt, who was kind enough to forward this copy to me, reports that he once had a Russian translation that included 30 pages of slick fantasy art, all of it unrelated to his novel.
Oh, well. At least the green lady has big eyes.
Oft-translated fabulist Nalo Hopkinson sent me this cover of the Italian edition of Midnighter Robber, featuring a blue protagonist. But at least if she has skunk hair, her bullfighting sombrero hides it.