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Ballantine Adult Fantasy and the Wonders of Cover Art

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I love the vintage book cover art from the 1960s and 1970s. My husband and I have an entire box of the Penguin Books classic covers as postcards (and we’ve even framed some and hung them in the house). But I most especially love the science fiction and fantasy cover art from that time. Whenever I stumble onto an older edition of something, I get more excited for the cover art than for the book itself.

So I was delighted to read Charles de Lint’s book reviews in the latest edition of The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction. In his review of William Morris’s The Well at the World’s End, he mentions the Ballantine Adult Fantasy Series, edited by Lin Carter. I’ll be honest and admit I don’t know much about the publishers of fantasy and science fiction. I know a handful of names that are involved: Tor, DAW, Del Rey, Ace. I even own a couple of Ballantine fantasy books (The Tolkien Reader and The Last Unicorn), but I never paid much attention to the publisher (until now).

Searching for more about the Ballantine Adult Fantasy Series, I found reviews of the books and the history of the series, but most especially, I found the cover art. I spent my morning just gazing at the artwork. I love interesting cover art. Not just for books, but also music albums, comic books, magazines, anything with a cover. I should probably do another post just about how much influence the Beatles’ cover art had on my childhood. But suffice to say, I don’t need the latest self-publishing guide to tell me how important cover artwork is.

I have purchased books solely because of the cover art, and I’ve skipped over books solely because of the cover art (Case in point: I refuse to buy any other versions of the Chronicles of Narnia except for the ones with the original Pauline Baynes art, or the 1970 Macmillan/Collier versions, i.e.: the ones I stole from my brother to read when I was eight) (Another case in point: When I look through my daily Book Bub ads, I am put off by the cover art on almost every title; a book has to have an extremely strong description to get me to overlook the lame, garish, and often cookie-cutter covers).

The Ballantine Adult Fantasy Series is my cover art crack. Without sounding too “get off my lawn!” about it, I wish that fantasy fiction still featured such surreal and whimsical art. Just looking at these covers has gotten my imagination going and given me ideas for my own fiction.

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I can see where this style of art is perhaps too quirky and too dated to appeal to contemporary readers, but I find it fascinating. At some point, I’m going to have to start looking for a cover artist for The Thirteen Treasures of Britain, and I’m not quite sure what style of cover I have in mind. I wish I could get art that harkens back to the BAF covers, but that’s probably not a very smart business decision.

In the meantime, I can still gaze longingly at these beauties.

So where is my finished rough draft?

Yeah… not done yet. New deadline! January 13. (This is the nice part about being my own publisher…)

But…

I’m probably not gonna make that January 13 deadline either. It’s a busy time for me at work: Midterms. So that means I might have to reschedule this new deadline…

I am apparently the worst at meeting deadlines. The worst part of all is that I don’t feel like I’ve been goofing off (she said as she wrote this not-her-novel blog post). I’ve been doing work for my “real” job, taking care of my family, doing as much limited house cleaning as I can sneak in, eating. There haven’t been a lot of random Lord of the Rings marathons (okay, maybe one…), or binge watching Orange Is the New Black (which is what I was doing last year in January when we had an epic amount of snow/freeze days at my school) (I have been binge watching Comic Book Men, but that’s usually when I’m feeding my infant or playing with her on the floor, so it’s not like that’s interfering with my writing time).

I suppose I need to have more realistic goals. I have to face the fact that I’m not gonna be Johnny and Sean and write a zillion words this year. My original publishing plan for 2015 was to release three full-length novels plus a few short stories. I’m fearing this will not happen. I hate taking it slow; I want to get my stuff out there! But maybe the more realistic goal is to go at the pace my life allows. And my life right now does involve taking care of and raising a human being, so that’s kinda important.

2015: The year I try to live with more realistic goals.

New rough draft deadline: January 20

The Things That Shaped Me: Labyrinth (1986)

Chilling_2If I had to pick the people who had the greatest influence on my imagination as a child, there’s a trifecta of artists who stand above the rest: C.S. Lewis, J.R.R. Tolkien, and Jim Henson. Lewis and Tolkien were definitely my literary influences and I’ll write about them in future posts. But even before I had read The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe or The Hobbit, I knew the Muppets. The Muppet Show, Muppet Babies, Sesame Street, and Fraggle Rock were constants in my childhood. Fraggle Rock especially loomed large. Partly because I could only watch it over at my aunt’s house (she had HBO), and partly because the world of the Fraggles, and Gorgs, and Doozers was a fantasy world, a secret world beyond our ordinary one.

I have always been fascinated by secret worlds, by places beyond the normal, by fairy lands and other dimensions. Which brings me to Labyrinth. When I watched Labyrinth as a young girl, I identified with Sarah completely. The storyline was what I hoped my life could be like: an imaginative girl, who longs to retreat into her fantasies, makes a wish and gets to have an adventure in a magical world filled with strange creatures. If only that could somehow happen to me!  (Unfortunately, I didn’t have a little stepbrother that I could ask the goblins to take away, precipitating my entrance into the Labyrinth in order to rescue him. Alas!)

It’s the creatures and the world of the Labyrinth that captivated my imagination (they still do!). No one does fantasy creatures better than the Henson Creature Shop, and Brian Froud’s designs pretty much define “fantasy” for me. The fact that the movie uses puppetry and real sets to create its world is why I think it continues to hold up nearly thirty years later. Jennifer Connelly isn’t just interacting with a tennis ball on a stick in front of a green screen; she’s *really* interacting with the creatures we see. When I was a child, the world of the Labyrinth *was* real; I watch the movie now and think the same thing. Those creatures, that maze, the goblin city — they’re real. Perhaps they’re not really magical creatures in a magical world, but they are physically real. They exist just as much as David Bowie or Jennifer Connelly exist. Somewhere in a closet in the Henson Creature Shop is Ludo and Didymus and the Junk Lady.

I also love the film because it’s a mash-up of so many different influences, and mashing up influences and creating something new is what I strive to do with my own fiction. There’s the German/Northern European influence with the goblins and many of the creatures; the Dickens influence with the little worm at the beginning; there’s a bit of Wizard of Oz; a bit of Where the Wild Things Are; the Escher paintings at the end; there’s even a steampunk element with some of the contraptions the goblins use. I love that Labyrinth is a hodge-podge. Dark Crystal was more of a unified, cohesive world — and I think that movie is amazing — but my heart is actually closer to the everything-and-the-kitchen-sink approach of Labyrinth. I love surprise and variety, and Labyrinth never fails to give me those two things.

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