Now about that pesky author photo...

I've narrowed it down to four. Actually, I'd narrowed it down to three, but a good friend convinced me to bump it back up to four. Because I'd cut her favourite shot. These are the kinds of conversations you can only have with a good friend. And still remain good friends, that is.

Me: You seriously want me to put that photo back in?
MF: I do. It's my favourite. There's just something about it that's so you.
Me: Really? Because it's the one I like the least.
MF: You should put it back in.
Me: Well, okay. If you say so.
MF: Good. (pause) Is there any way the photographer can blur the wrinkle on your forehead?
Me: What wrinkle?
MF: The one right across the middle. Well, it's almost more like a gash.
Me: I thought it was your favourite photo.
MF: It is . It is. (pause) And while she's in there editing, could she possibly enlarge your left eye? Just a little? You're probably just squinting in the sun or something.
Me: So, if she can't change those things, it's not really your favourite photo?
MF: No, no, it still is.

And I'm barely speaking to DH (short for darling husband) because the shot that is the cutest most adorable most gorgeous, he says doesn't look like me! At all!

I'm starting to wonder if

Random House can just slap on a picture of a rhino.
(Which isn't as far out there as it might sound because, after all, the mystery is about a rhino heist. Not to mention the fact that no one notices if a rhino suffers from squinty eye and major forehead wrinkle.)

All joking aside, I will post the four potential author photos. Hopefully later this week. After the photographer works some more magic.