Book Trailers are all the rage right now, so with the upcoming release of The Button Legacy: Emily’s Inheritance, I thought I would try one!
I am technically challenged, but didn’t want to pay a fortune to have someone do a book trailer for me that might not be exactly how I wanted the book trailer to feel. I’m a touchy-feely kind of person and I wanted that to come across in the music and the photos I used.
So here it is. The Simpleton’s Guide to building your own book trailer. I hope it might help another writer as they struggle to find their way in this noisy world of publishing.
1. I went to animoto and opened a free account. (Note that the free account gives you 30 seconds of photos, video & music.)
2. I choose a background (Rustic.)
3. I followed the directions and downloaded personal photographs, paintings and free stock photos I found on the web.
4. I choose a song that matched the theme of my book.
5. When the book trailer didn’t seem as long as I wanted, I paid $30 to upgrade for a year.
6. I added more photos and then previewed the piece.
*** All of this took me about 3 hours. The second one I built took less than 30 minutes. You know what I mean. Don’t get discouraged, the end product is lovely!
Click on this link and tell me what YOU think about the results!
I’m sitting at my desk trying to read the final proof of my upcoming novel, The Button Legacy-Emily’s Inheritance. I don’t feel like writing. I feel like taking a walk. I feel like eating chocolate. I feel like studying my Bible. I feel like pushing my feet into the sand of a beautiful beach. But there is so much to do! I have students waiting for test results and papers that need to be graded. I have phone calls to friends and family who I am constantly forgetting to respond to. There are meals to fix, a dog to feed, visitors to entertain, laundry to finish, beds to make, dished to do, a lawn to be mowed, groceries to be bought, and a bicycle that needs repair.
And then I realize, I need to bow my head and settle into God’s loving arms for just a few moments. So, here at my desk, I stop everything and I pray. I thank God for the stories that will come, for the forgiveness He has given me, for His constant strength and companionship when I feel so alone. I praise Him for the sun that shines in my heart when the storms are outside my window and allow him to remind me that I can do all things through Him.
The realization that arrives that this moment is not about me. It’s not about my feelings, nor my good or bad day. It’s not about how life treats me. No, it’s about Him. It’s about the praise He deserves. It’s about what He has done. It’s about how loving He was when I rejected Him and how full of grace He was when I realized how unworthy I really am. The thought of His sacrifice cover me like a gentle sigh and I am lifted up once again.
And for a moment in my heart I cry, “Praise be to a Holy, Holy God!”