Again, thank you so much. Utter perfection.
Love,
Stacy
With an exhale of relief, Frankie sent a quick message back.
Hi Stacy,
I’m so pleased you liked the logo. It is one of the more beautiful pieces I’ve done, if I do say so myself. The deposit covered it. I should have a few T-shirt designs to you tomorrow. I hope they make you just as happy.
I’ll send the high-resolution files of the logo along shortly.
All the best,
Frankie
She went into Stacy’s folder and opened her logo file. Frankie changed the name so that she’d know it was the final version, then she made three new versions of the logo, just like she’d done for Lucas. One that had a transparent background, which could be used on pretty much anything, one specifically for light-colored backgrounds, and one for dark-colored backgrounds.
She attached those in a new email and sent them off. Then she opened the other interesting email about the book cover.
Ms. Vaughn,
My name is Allan Westmore. I write epic science fiction under the name A.T. Westmore. I’ll be launching a new trilogy soon and I’m looking for something really eye-catching. I wantoriginal art. I need this new series to stand out. My friend Stacy said that’s something you can do.
I’ve looked at your website and didn’t see anything specific to my needs, but I’d still like to talk. Is a sci-fi book cover something you feel you could do? What would the price range for something like that be? Keep in mind, I’d need three covers.
If you’re interested, I’d like to talk further.
Allan
Frankie smiled. She was definitely interested.
“What are you smiling about?” Harper asked.
“Lucas’s influencer friend, Stacy, who I did the logo for? She referred one of her friends to me for possibly three science-fiction book covers.”
Harper’s brows went up. “Hey, that’s cool. You’ve done book covers before, right?”
“A few, and mostly just children’s books, but if he gives me an idea of what he wants, I don’t see why I couldn’t do it.”
Harper grinned. “You’re really making a go of this, aren’t you?”
Frankie took a breath. “I am trying. With everything in me, I want this to work.”
“It will. Between the money Buck gave you, and the commission from Jack, you should be in good shape.”
Frankie nodded. “I will be. Thanks, by the way, for telling him ten grand. I never would have done that.”
“I know,” Harper said.
“That painting for Jack could take as much as two weeks, which I don’t mind at all. I want it to be amazing. But I don’t think I’ll be able to get much else done in those two weeks.”
“Maybe you could work a little at night, you know, while we’re watching TV or whatever. And listen, you don’t have to worry about cooking or cleaning up or any of that during those two weeks. Willa and I will handle it.”
“I’ve thought about working at night. Just depends on how much brain power I have left after a day of painting. As for not helping around the house, that’s very kind of you, but I don’t want to feel like a freeloader.”
“Frankie, you’re working on building your business. Getting things on a firm footing. Let Willa and I help.”
