Some Kind of Shelter is almost ready for pre-order (omg!!) and one of the things holding it up is a proper author photo for the back cover. Lucky for me, I live with a hobbiest photographer, so yesterday morning, Benny and I got up bright and early to make the most of the morning light.
Photographers have, historically, not enjoyed working with me. I have poor posture and, when I’m genuinely smiling, I squint. At 13, I drove the guy behind the camera at Glamour Shots completely crazy. Senior year in high school, I signed on to be a representative for one of the local photography studios, which meant I got all my photo sessions for free. But my eyes looked shut in so many of the photos that the poor photographer wasn’t able to use me in any of his advertisements or portfolios. Friends who asked me to be in their weddings all got a warning: I’ll mess up your pics. I’ve resorted to taking selfies where I stare up and away from the lens just to make sure I have a few photos in which my eyes are open.
Yesterday, I learned there are two main benefits to having your boyfriend take your photos. One, he likes me enough to wait out the weird faces and awkward posture without getting cranky. Two, he lets me look at all the raw photos and pick which ones to edit.
The funny thing is, my favorite pictures from yesterday are the ones I can’t use on the back of my book, or in any other professional situation. But they’re the ones that look the most like me, and I guess that’s benefit #3 of having your boyfriend behind the camera. I’ll reveal the official author photo soon, but in the mean time, I share with you my Author Photo Fails.