Yesterday, Nancy, our awesome agent called to discuss the upcoming cover shoot for SAPPHIRE FLAMES and the following conversation took place.
Me: No, we do want a guy! We absolutely want a hot guy. … No, the problem wasn’t that he was a guy, the problem was that he was naked and they processed him until he looked plastic. … No. Yes. He can’t be naked, he kills people. … A suit would be great. They can rip it up. … Maybe tactical gear? … No, we definitely don’t want to do a 2010. … Yes, but I don’t know if he can do it because that’s not his style. … Guns are great. Guns would be fantastic. … I just sent you one and we can do one just like that with guns and magical woo-woo in the background. … Not attached to Houston at all. We don’t care. … Yes. No. No leather mini skirt, no leather tube top, no studs, nothing cheap biker… Flowing gown would be great. … No, we don’t like any of those. That one looks too old. Also… No, Nancy, he has to be hotter.
Consensus reached, we hang up.
The dude who is hanging our enormous new doors: I don’t mean to pry, but what exactly do you do for a living?
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you get a reputation.