Like many a refugee from conventional fiction publishing, one of the things I fled was being crammed into what felt like the wrong genre. 
In my case, what the publisher liked to call ‘chick-lit'.
Pursuing the huge audience for such books, they changed my title [from ‘After The Rising' to ‘Lovers' Hollow'] and gave the book a jacket I disliked.
In pink.
I went along with this pinkification because