Talent it Up, Suckers!

Look. I know there are illustrators out there who read this blog. I know this because I keep pronouncing some of you "hot" in as obvious a way as possible. And I know that all illustrators, irregardless of gender, make just gobs of money and have nothing better to do than lounge about on their private yachts, sipping lemon martinis and informing the handsome pool boys that they "missed a spot". This is all common knowledge. So since you have nothing better to do, why not use your artistic talents for good instead of evil? I am referring of course to the Cybils Award. Right now it looks something like this:

Simple. Utilitarian. Gets the job done and doesn't pussyfoot around. Problem is, it doesn't stick onto dust jackets all that well. A pity that. Y'know what would stick well? A redesigned award of a circular nature. Perhaps one that somehow managed to convey that it was handed out by bloggers. Hmmmm. But where oh where to find someone with the chops to design such an image?

Here's what I figure. You design something schnazzy (snazzy with a 'ch' in it) and apropos. You then send said image to Kelly Herold and she (in turn) makes cute little stickers out of it. THEN your art ends up on the cover of all sorts of books for years and years and years to come. Instant fame! Instant recognition. Instant tiny kisses to your feet.

Go for it, dudes. It's like getting a chance to redesign the Newbery only with a 21st century twist.