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Greaveburn: Book cover reveal!

Well, folks, we’re on the last leg of the journey now. It’s been a long year, but Greaveburn is done, edited, covered, and at the printers. And so without much further ado, I would like to give you all a glimpse of what’s to come. This is the part I’ve personally been waiting for for a loooong time. Here’s what Greaveburn’s going to look like on the shelves!

(Drum Roll, please!)

Ain’t she purdy? Thanks to the incredible work of Ravven Kitsune, Greaveburn now has a face! Or faces…What you see here, folks, is Abrasia and Darrant against the backdrop of Greaveburn. I have to say that Ravven has done an incredible job here, not just artistically, which is obvious, but in getting the whole thing to look like it just leapt out of my head. fantastic work. Send her praise on Twitter and such.

But that’s not all. I can also reveal the OFFICIAL Greaveburn blurb! Or Greave-blurb, if you like (which I do, so there). Take a look:

A hero murdered.

A girl alone.

A city of villains.

 From the crumbling Belfry to the Citadel’s stained-glass eye, across acres of cobbled streets and knotted alleyways that never see daylight, Greaveburn is a city with darkness at its core. Gothic spires battle for height, overlapping each other until the skyline is a jagged mass of thorns.

 Archduke Choler sits on the throne, his black-sealed letters foretell death for the person named inside. Abrasia, the rightful heir, lives as a recluse in order to stay alive. With her father murdered and her only ally lost, Abrasia is alone in a city where the crooked Palace Guard, a scientist’s assistant that is more beast than man, and a duo of body snatchers are all on her list of enemies.

 Under the cobbled streets lurk the Broken Folk, deformed rebels led by the hideously scarred Darrant, a man who once swore to protect the city. And in a darkened laboratory, the devious Professor Loosestrife builds a contraption known only as The Womb.

 With Greaveburn being torn apart around her, can Abrasia avenge her father’s murder before the Archduke’s letter spells her doom.

So that’s what’s going down in the old town of Greaveburn. I hope it’s piqued your interest, because it’s on its way! Now as if that isn’t enough juicy stuff for you, I’d also like to draw your attention to the new page at the top of your screen entitled “TOUR DEETS”. That’s right, my little chickadees, me and the Greavesters are hitting the road this summer to meet some folks, sign some stuff, and have a laugh or three along the way. As we get new places to visit and details about when me and Greavesters will be there, the itinerary (scary word) will be updated on the DEETS page, so keep an eye on that new page for updates. I can’t wait to meet you all in person!

Thanks for reading!

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10 responses

  1. Thank you so much for letting me work with you on this cover – this was fun! Really looking forward to the book, sounds like something that I would really like.

    July 23, 2012 at 12:17 pm

    • It was a pleasure! I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for all your hard work 😀

      July 23, 2012 at 12:25 pm

  2. It’s stunning, it really is! Congratulations all round 🙂

    July 23, 2012 at 12:48 pm

  3. Pingback: Greaveburn by Craig Hallam | Ravven's Glass

  4. It’s GORGEOUS, Craig!

    July 23, 2012 at 6:25 pm

  5. That is one talented artist. It’s nearly here 😀

    July 23, 2012 at 8:21 pm

    • She’s pretty awesome. And it’s so close! GAH!

      July 24, 2012 at 9:17 am

  6. Wow, that is a STUNNING piece of work! ^_^ Can’t wait to read the story that goes inside.

    July 25, 2012 at 1:11 am

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