It all started because I wanted a map in the front of the book. I like maps in the front of books. I don't know exactly how it got so out of control.
Deep Blue Lies is set in a luxury resort on a fictional Greek island. I made a map (actually I made several dozen.) Then I made a postcard. Then a brochure. Then a soap brand for the spa. I was having fun. Then me and the kids started scouring the beach for bits of driftwood that were the perfect size for room keyfobs, which we said had been found on the beach in the novel. Then we sanded them smooth, it took hours, and most of the skin from my knuckles. Then the dog discovered where I'd left them and chewed them all up (the old dog — we had him put down). So we had to do it all again. Somehow the whole thing turned into an ambitious idea to make the best book-launch-boxes ever made, with each item tying back to something inside the story.







