Ta-dah! Here is the cover for my upcoming novel, volume IV in the Still Life with Memories series, titled Dancing with Air:
To make sure that the character displayed for this cover is the same as for the cover of the previous novel in the series--The Music of Us--I cropped her face, shed light on it so it is no longer in the shadows, and tilted it into position to fit the pose. Then I made sure to change the hair style, as if Natasha herself has let her hair down:
In designing the cover, I was inspired by this passage in the story, told by Lenny:
A month ago she had given me a page of her diary, and to the sound of it rustling in my hand I imagined her imagining me:
He will be running his fingers down, all the way down to the small of my back, touching his lips to my ear, breathing his name, breathing mine.
Here I am, dancing with air.
Around and around we go.
With these words Natasha stepped into my mind, lighting up the gloom. I pictured her dancing with her back to me as if, between the two of us, I was the one who was not even there.
The ripples of her hair spread open, glinting in all shades of red. Wave by wave they cascaded down, first between her shoulder blades, then over them. Fingers stretched out, just like a ballerina, she raised her arm up high, swirling, twirling air, turning it into glow. The translucent fabric fastened around her waist flapped over her legs, folds radiating, fluttering, flaring with every sinuous movement, as she formed loops, slow, continuous infinity loops with her hips.
I turned the radio on, and a song came on:
You’re the one I live for
To you I’ll soon surrender
I’ll love you through the worst of war
In the name of all that’s tender
Till this sadness disappears
Come to me, I’ll hold you dear
Through times of joy and time of tears
No more loneliness, no more fear
The last vibration faded away, and so did the apparition I created of Natasha.