Did I ever tell you how much I love my cover? I'm kind of blowing my own anti-BSP rule here, but I'm really promoting someone else's genius (hellooooooo, david rotstein!) rather than my own.
I. Love. My. Freaking. Cover.
So anyway I'm involved in this new venture (more on that another time) and we're still in the planning stages and yesterday we had a group photo taken. And it would take too long to explain why exactly there were a variety of (fake) guns lying around, but one of them looked amazingly like the one on my cover. And I picked it up. And I pointed it at the ground. And I pointed it at my shoe. And at a gravestone (we were in a cemetery...yeah. A cemetery.) I gestured with it. I spun it around (my pal cmm had earlier explained that a gun such as this would be realllly heavy so I knew I was just playin', but it was fun anyway).
I tried sticking it in the front of my jeans, and then the back, and asked everyone which looked better, and we all pretty much agreed that it looked stupid either way, and then we traded stories we'd read on the Internet about guys shooting off pieces of themselves doing that.