I've been wendified!
Well, not me. My website. (To see it, click HERE.)
It turns out that the very talented Wendy Russ, in addition to being a gifted writer, is a fantastic graphics designer. And I don't just mean her visionary design skills.
When we started talking about her doing this project, I teased Wendy that she was more of a psychotherapist than a web designer. But honestly? There is some truth in that. Wendy asked questions. She listened. She asked more questions. Questions about platform and writing and intention and what it means to be a woman living very much in two cultures -- the one in which I was raised and the one into which I married.
Once we knew what kind of site I wanted, we set off to find the perfect image to build around. Wendy sent me pictures. I sent her pictures. We both said, "meh." She sent me more pictures. She liked a picture with a great deal of blue in it. I said, "No blue. And no red. Neutral colors. If you have to use a color, use hot pink. But that's it."
Wendy found The Image first. But in that Jedi mind trick way of hers, she let me think I found it. And when I did, I sent her about five hundred emails saying that's it, that's it, THAT IS IT.
She responded from the road, saying, "You know it has red in it?"
I pretended that email landed in my spam folder.
Wendy got to work on the site. I had pictured an eggshell background color on the right side. I was sure that was how it was supposed to look. When Wendy sent me the image above, I was stunned at how beautiful it was. But I thought I'd wanted something different.
"It's gorgeous," I said, "but it's too brown."
She patiently said she'd send the image with other background shades. She did so in less than an hour. She sent a ton. She suggested I live with them for a couple of days and ask my friends and family what they thought.
I wrote back in about five minutes: "The first one you sent. The brown one. That's the one I want. It is just so perfect."
She might have made a joke about trusting your web designer.
Wendy worked faster than I could have imagined. She made herself available by phone and email. It's possible she lived on cheese puffs. The site was done in a couple of days. She then helped me integrate the blog, which took slightly longer (okay, I was a complete pain about it), until it was exactly how I wanted it to look.
It's Wendy, so of course there was much laughter and folly along the way. But there was also hard work and diligence and perfectionism and a sense that she would not rest until I didn't just like the new site, but loved it.
And so I do. And I hope you do, too. And should you need a website or a book cover or some other graphics project, I hope you'll consider getting it wendified, too.
My only advice: Trust your web designer. She knows what she's doing.
You can find out how to get wendified at wendify.me or contact Wendy at firstname.lastname@example.org.