tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37347626748703250212024-03-15T21:23:48.318-04:00Kayleigh MalcolmEveryone Deserves a Happily Ever AfterKayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.comBlogger131125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-73678810384591241312024-03-15T21:20:00.005-04:002024-03-15T21:23:16.024-04:00Things I wish I was better at #48027r5908234-09<p> <span style="font-size: large;">Yup, were closing in on 2 years since I updated this page.... I'd promised that I'm going to make this more if a habit but...yeah. <i>We all know how that will go. LoL</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm much more active on FB and Insta than on my own little corner of the Internet. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">It's been a busy couple years. I won NaNoWriMo in 2022 and 2024 which I think it pretty awesome. I've been working on books but the imposter syndrome has been LOUD and STUBBORN!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdHqQr6KlWsqjYccVPLvIxbJCcsM_kSaKnL1L7QwUUVgsX4WDygQevFywiMzl5kdjesTgJ2cduyGAD6dRxet1QqxW8VqUD5j8AkpOGSYcUYig67ZrUxgTXTW4-HKSqJAQ8SwMR9xaQUM05wjIRoDewspHZkrb5L4FZn7e9fTnmu6AXFrX4fSi7fK9kj0tI/s3850/Mom's%20Character%20Logo%20p4.55.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2975" data-original-width="3850" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdHqQr6KlWsqjYccVPLvIxbJCcsM_kSaKnL1L7QwUUVgsX4WDygQevFywiMzl5kdjesTgJ2cduyGAD6dRxet1QqxW8VqUD5j8AkpOGSYcUYig67ZrUxgTXTW4-HKSqJAQ8SwMR9xaQUM05wjIRoDewspHZkrb5L4FZn7e9fTnmu6AXFrX4fSi7fK9kj0tI/s320/Mom's%20Character%20Logo%20p4.55.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">But, I'm working on it. I'll be attending <a href="https://www.igniteyoursoulauthorevent.ca/about" target="_blank">Ignite Your Soul Author Event</a> this August and it's helped keep me focused. I want to have at least 1 book out before I go.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I'm going to be writing a prequel of sorts for a charity anthology they are creating for the event. I'll be a short story in the world of the Black Arrow.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">The Black Arrow series is an idea I've been toying with for the last couple years. A Robin Hood type group of deadly mercenaries that roam their part of the universe trying to right wrongs. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Certainly darker than the original Robin Hood books but I couldn't help but put a bit of dark humour in there </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">One of my favourite characters in all the Robin Hood franchises was Alan Rickman's Sherriff of Nottingham. I love all the silly quips and campiness of this particular portrayal. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVRQ6QUEFzvlI_Ccjyh6klXm_TDdgKFKP51iKbv65XrN-Ww74UnRPveMYKr_b92rDuSFD7adbc7LG4xKv-4kGLVvCMLlhjSjMhBNcMkB_PVBLgfC4fsrwJ9TRXaToNIt1SVhKOO5jwHHAXiLhjpP2YARkKtuQjfirlt8PEAlHoo5G5GWoSMRHI127IFQrG/s780/AlanRPOT.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="438" data-original-width="780" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVRQ6QUEFzvlI_Ccjyh6klXm_TDdgKFKP51iKbv65XrN-Ww74UnRPveMYKr_b92rDuSFD7adbc7LG4xKv-4kGLVvCMLlhjSjMhBNcMkB_PVBLgfC4fsrwJ9TRXaToNIt1SVhKOO5jwHHAXiLhjpP2YARkKtuQjfirlt8PEAlHoo5G5GWoSMRHI127IFQrG/s320/AlanRPOT.webp" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">As is normal when my brain works on a book, as I'm going through it I start thinking of side projects, follow up books and characters. But, often as is the case I can't fit is all in the 1st book. So my short story will be a bit of an introduction into the crew and the acquisition of new crew member who will be a large part of book 3. :) It will take place concurrently to Book 1 which focuses on a single crew member who is working undercover and ends up in a dangerous predicament. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm posting my new cover below! I haven't shared this anywhere else and won't until I get closer to release day. But for the few that still meander to my small corner of the vast internet, <b>this is for you</b>.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I love this cover so bloody much! And I love that I'm getting back to my original love of writing bisexual menages! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Please let me know in the comments what you think of this one!!!</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"><b>COMING SOON:</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7pJh2DH0w-fgUmPfVcVh4uN0I2jeshlJREtCg9NGTT5sv0whWgvFOCJ6LQIH_-e_pT1HVC9IOHfYeoDLoeyU3z9TUOn0ZMx8wm_D5RKOuz35Leeidyr2IZXq2AFuXiAUSbImEtglPnzrgnPdT_nP1_TPDejBVKhzOVOtWHTLKo_kcjXEMmMT_Q_FHRU8d/s2300/Beneath-the-Surface-3D-lg.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2300" data-original-width="1430" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7pJh2DH0w-fgUmPfVcVh4uN0I2jeshlJREtCg9NGTT5sv0whWgvFOCJ6LQIH_-e_pT1HVC9IOHfYeoDLoeyU3z9TUOn0ZMx8wm_D5RKOuz35Leeidyr2IZXq2AFuXiAUSbImEtglPnzrgnPdT_nP1_TPDejBVKhzOVOtWHTLKo_kcjXEMmMT_Q_FHRU8d/s320/Beneath-the-Surface-3D-lg.png" width="199" /></span></a></div></div></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span color="rgba(28, 32, 24, 0.8)" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Open Sans";">It’s every biologist’s dream to discover new ecosystems, but when Alnilam found life on a planet reported to be uninhabited, her superior officer rewarded her discovery by dumping her overboard. Plucked from the surface, she realizes she’s been captured by people she can help. Now she has to convince them she can find the cure to the mystery bacterium infesting their city.</span><br /></span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="background-color: white; color: rgba(28, 32, 24, 0.8); font-family: "Open Sans";" /><span color="rgba(28, 32, 24, 0.8)" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Open Sans";">Alnilam came equipped with translators, but even she can’t comprehend why her sexy captors are the ones who are protecting her from the government that doesn’t want her there. These two men have every reason not to trust her, but she has to trust them if she has any hope for surviving in a culture that views Earthlings as an invasive alien force.</span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="background-color: white; color: rgba(28, 32, 24, 0.8); font-family: "Open Sans";" /><span color="rgba(28, 32, 24, 0.8)" style="background-color: white; font-family: "Open Sans";">As they share their world with her, her feelings for them force her to decide if she wants to stay on a plant that will never accept her, or find her way back to earth and leave her heart in the stars.</span><br /></span><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Release Date: TBD</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> <br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p></div>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-16810603786386983472022-05-12T13:45:00.003-04:002022-05-12T13:45:29.536-04:00Is it Spring...it might be Spring?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioEEVt5tZMtujo4TN1On-nEGaaiBIT-V1GxGZKJH_coduxgLvZ3YwMgadZqBFw8W6udFoGuNClevCv1zspF_KQZXGFwfTECswx4-qYQN4MkcxJCGFRJiViW275e4M1S9a7WSEd0wviIhBjDsOWY6B_TN9BtRENjlIyeYai8rdyb5yywvhpkv548uaMFA/s600/611081_website.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="A green can of Deep Woods Off! Beg repellant" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioEEVt5tZMtujo4TN1On-nEGaaiBIT-V1GxGZKJH_coduxgLvZ3YwMgadZqBFw8W6udFoGuNClevCv1zspF_KQZXGFwfTECswx4-qYQN4MkcxJCGFRJiViW275e4M1S9a7WSEd0wviIhBjDsOWY6B_TN9BtRENjlIyeYai8rdyb5yywvhpkv548uaMFA/w208-h208/611081_website.jpg" width="208" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><p><br /></p><p>The weather forecast is looking amazing for this week and I'm beyond excited to be putting some distance between myself and Winter. </p></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Now, that means the return of blackflies and mosquitos, but at this point I'll accept them as <br />trade for some sunshine and warm weather. I'll just be walking around with the continuous odour of "Eau de Deet" by Off! sprayed liberally allover my person. LoL</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My SciFi romance it in the hands of my editor. I haven't decided if I'm going to self put this one for forward it onto a publishing house once I'm done polishing. Time will tell.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj434lrObbg6uTX-cMlu8wBI625jB4fWazfPmRJddLrqYL8e1Ohi3P8Ep2jB4Mvtcvf5dTi8VQohjLIqGYUBLOOZ_-l4bBH3cCG0nWRMVlKYyYQqU1Frs7FgAPWBfRhn97zOBzmg3L7yzxVrNUdIwEYGOdI24iVX4XWOMoKjaxwSnbVQEAJgyfXRDciPg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="A green fiels with rows of lavender just starting to come out in purple blooms" data-original-height="1992" data-original-width="1120" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj434lrObbg6uTX-cMlu8wBI625jB4fWazfPmRJddLrqYL8e1Ohi3P8Ep2jB4Mvtcvf5dTi8VQohjLIqGYUBLOOZ_-l4bBH3cCG0nWRMVlKYyYQqU1Frs7FgAPWBfRhn97zOBzmg3L7yzxVrNUdIwEYGOdI24iVX4XWOMoKjaxwSnbVQEAJgyfXRDciPg" width="135" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;">The past couple weeks I have been working on a category romance....because my brain can't stay in one genre for more than one book at a time. This one is tentatively titled. "His Mercenary Temptation" and I'm having fun flipping the gender roles in this one. My Heroine is the badass with a dark past and my Hero, (hile still sporting a hefty supply of badassery in his past), he's been running a lavender farm for the past few years.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">A simple case of switched suitcases that changes the live of two people who might never have crossed paths otherwise. Never tempt fate ;) This is turning into a super fun book to write with so many colourful side characters...it'll probably end up a series. Heck I might as well set that up now as I'm writing because I'm not going to want to leave this group behind when I'm done.</span></p>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-2564021147935020162022-03-09T20:14:00.003-05:002022-03-09T20:14:37.226-05:00<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjtWkHENVP8gWZ2POGaLA1764zUxaLiweloNrzNrcX7agEuAxTeK5dD8wdojIT6uCsseyyIMW5pCBmpRzqUC0NO2gYwdqZWMnzUgZsum7K90PI94ieqCLOXjvMGkH8i1O4zbxAKDnrJqF47Rhj276cSPidTSnXyM045bmmiee9Vl8kb3xKgWnHqB8F6oQ=s849" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="314" data-original-width="849" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjtWkHENVP8gWZ2POGaLA1764zUxaLiweloNrzNrcX7agEuAxTeK5dD8wdojIT6uCsseyyIMW5pCBmpRzqUC0NO2gYwdqZWMnzUgZsum7K90PI94ieqCLOXjvMGkH8i1O4zbxAKDnrJqF47Rhj276cSPidTSnXyM045bmmiee9Vl8kb3xKgWnHqB8F6oQ=w651-h240" width="651" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"> It's that time of year! We're coming up on April Fools Day and I can remind everyone of the April Fools For Love group I belonged to. These books are a couple of years old but they were so much fun to write and read!!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">They're all stand alone books, only an April Fools prank backfiring is their common theme. My contribution is...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://books2read.com/u/3npBBP" target="_blank">Must Love Menage</a> </span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Chloe keeps a strict policy of not mixing work and play. But play is exactly what she wants with both her hotter than sin bosses.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Rumors and false accusations from an ex-girlfriend forced Ben and Sam to close their Florida restaurant and try to reopen one in Bayburgh. They’ve vowed never to date an employee again, but the vivacious Chloe is temptation personified.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"> When a series of events cascades from a prank gone wrong, the three of them end up committed to running in a charity race. Training for the event throws them together outside of work and opens the opportunity to explore the attraction they’ve been denying at work.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Will Ben and Sam to risk everything by inviting Chloe into their lives, not knowing if she’s willing to be shared? </span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEin6RJ0rXy1_TdhRqFikUXYkN59RUtj4JDIGcsPMkAsdJXqQGX-KwGX1KFuWK_wfr4aNddqx8tiivtpwfc4cWFzxwPhd8E70MvXj0OoRRCY5Y6CZIMGCt2JI6IubK_cgVE8rJoIXnXdEGuyEz3CAtVO5uxK3_qwmyBD5_Ue-5Wv1Buerdc6P-OvRl2ihg=w362-h362" width="362" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://books2read.com/u/3npBBP" target="_blank">MUST LOVE MENAGE</a></span></div><p></p>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-55395701365870062192022-02-28T11:46:00.000-05:002022-02-28T11:46:38.380-05:00<p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">If you have been struggling with your brains lately, especially with all the terrible things going on in the world in the last month...and it's been a hella month.</span></span></span></p><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="aiikj" data-offset-key="bchef-0-0" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="bchef-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">You're not alone!!</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="aiikj" data-offset-key="5t1kr-0-0" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="5t1kr-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="5t1kr-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="5t1kr-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="5t1kr-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">Again for you in the back hiding in the shadows. <b><u>YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!</u></b></span></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="aiikj" data-offset-key="e5328-0-0" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="e5328-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="e5328-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br data-text="true" /></span></span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="aiikj" data-offset-key="dpt1a-0-0" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="dpt1a-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="dpt1a-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">Truth is, I've struggled with panic attacks since I was 17years old. It hasn't been a non stop battle, but there are times when I felt like it would be. The last 3 weeks have been a challenge for me personally, rolling panic attacks suck especially when the rational side of my brain KNOWS what it going on but the neurodivergent side is like <i>"Meh, don't listen to that. I'm the honest one." </i></span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="dpt1a-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="dpt1a-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="dpt1a-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">I'm not putting this out there for sympathy or comments, but I know there are people out there who are feeling the same way. And it's hard to say anything out loud or admit that anything is wrong because that will make it real. So we struggle in our heads and plant smiles on our faces so no one else will know. </span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="aiikj" data-offset-key="6t9k0-0-0" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="6t9k0-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="6t9k0-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="6t9k0-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="6t9k0-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">I know. </span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">I get it.</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="aiikj" data-offset-key="7etto-0-0" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="7etto-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="7etto-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br data-text="true" /></span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="7etto-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">You're going to be okay. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for. This will pass.</span></div></div><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="aiikj" data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;">I'm not a therapy person...it works for a lot of people and I wish it worked for me, but I have a brain that insists on doing everything the hard way...and that means research and reading and findings answers on my own. That way I don't have to admit anything out loud, I guess.</span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;">I'm not saying my way is the right way, hell my way is not anything I would suggest to anyone else. </span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;">But, don't give up on yourself. You're strong. You can do this. I believe in you. </span></span></div><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="1nn6u-0-0" style="direction: ltr; position: relative;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span></div></div>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-78492323964220843672022-01-22T16:12:00.002-05:002022-02-28T11:47:13.614-05:00Space and SciFi<span style="font-size: medium;">I don't know if there is a bigger variation in genres than there is in SciFi. It's a big stretch if you think of one end of it being <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0094012/mediaviewer/rm1505431040/">Mel Brooks "SpaceBalls"</a> and then look all the way to the other side with <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt1160419/">"Dune"</a>. </span><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Those two movies are creatively light years apart, although they are still under the same umbrella.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Which is what had me thinking about where I wanted my books to land. While creating detailed worlds like in Dune is beyond what I wanted to work on, I do want more substance than the campy side of the genre. (Anyone else remember<a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0087451/"> "Ice Pirates")</a>. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">I'm trying to stay in and around the <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0303461/">Firefly</a> - <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt3230854/?ref_=fn_al_tt_2">The Expanse</a> area of the genre. Thought out worlds but not super detailed to the point of information overload. I'm writing romance, so I still want the love story to be the focal point, which makes for a delicate balance act between the two. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">But, there are advantages to being able to create what ever I need around my characters to push them forward or throw more obstacles in front of them. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Edits on this book are taking me a while because I don't want to mess this balance up, but I'm still hoping to have it ready for submission by the end of the month and then focus back on Sophia Meets Seduction.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">It feels good to flexing these stiff creative muscles every day again. </span></div>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-14230225938748183352022-01-19T11:18:00.000-05:002022-01-19T11:18:03.803-05:00Winter Storms & New Family Members<p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoiqw-g-8E5KEPMtRwL1d5ATN9QUWTdRwWlCslxb3ROnTNuO5EkPD57tkOsrBol56ctWBcgn6U4W0GyQoYmX3S-aQ9uos9-5oCXbco4gHY_v20XvMXY_OLao3Q_zZ5GOHSTPXKokYycdKn6uXBC2F_DS0DNoxfUA9Ds3O9vIaE0DADPqY_JGsRLBF-dw=s817" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="817" data-original-width="817" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoiqw-g-8E5KEPMtRwL1d5ATN9QUWTdRwWlCslxb3ROnTNuO5EkPD57tkOsrBol56ctWBcgn6U4W0GyQoYmX3S-aQ9uos9-5oCXbco4gHY_v20XvMXY_OLao3Q_zZ5GOHSTPXKokYycdKn6uXBC2F_DS0DNoxfUA9Ds3O9vIaE0DADPqY_JGsRLBF-dw=w381-h381" width="381" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;">Obviously I didn't get an update on here last weekend. We had a hella storm blow in over the East coast that knocked out all our power. It was a chilly 24 hours until the lights came back on. Thankfully we have a generator that keeps the necessities running...water, septic, fridge, <u>coffee maker</u>. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">As my cell service was also spotty it gave me the guilt free excuse to sit around under a blanket, knit and read for a whole day. (Am I a bad person for hoping the power goes out again soon. lol) </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Yes, there is a glass (cough*bottle*cough) of wine in the picture but I swear I took that in the evening. I wasn't day drinking...although it' would be a lie if I didn't. And storm chips are a "thing" out here on the East Coast and this particular mix is my favourite. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmb2L10AfS3tmJ3m4erhSxncII53Fhpb53UEyyL5S6N2702I4yEtYnPRZ8VmkfNY_RkscJkunlIkloT4C3eVDbG2TLZOMn03U87fDX-rmt6pQkMk_AdN9bMPaJ_k95h7SqXbTaq3ELOSrTy7m2lBjVjnlldJUnHnh8CYSyoNZhczxILkFDwr9H5P1eog=s736" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="544" data-original-width="736" height="321" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgmb2L10AfS3tmJ3m4erhSxncII53Fhpb53UEyyL5S6N2702I4yEtYnPRZ8VmkfNY_RkscJkunlIkloT4C3eVDbG2TLZOMn03U87fDX-rmt6pQkMk_AdN9bMPaJ_k95h7SqXbTaq3ELOSrTy7m2lBjVjnlldJUnHnh8CYSyoNZhczxILkFDwr9H5P1eog=w434-h321" width="434" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">My other life distraction is this sweet little boy, Hershey. He's a shepherd like our other dog and as adorable as can be. Don't let the lazy sleeping face fool you, he's as rambunctious and high energy as his 9month old furry sister. They've been having a great time chasing after each other. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">On the writing front I've spent the last couple days working on a query and synopsis for my sci-fi Romance - "Beneath The Surface" and today I'm back at the edits on it. My goal is to have it submitted by the end of the month and then I can focus back on writing my rough draft of Sophia Meets Seduction. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Have a great week!</span></p>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-19510006796917662562022-01-09T19:57:00.002-05:002022-02-28T11:48:00.940-05:00Does it really count as writing.. if I'd doing everything but?<span style="font-size: large;">So much to accomplish and I'm behind as usual...but I have a valid excuse!</span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I've been taking some online how to craft workshops, Beat Sheets, Plotting, Email Intensives, and Organization Techniques. All of them had great information that I can use, but it's kept me busy enough that I've fallen behind my writing goals....I may have spent 3 hrs watching the Hobbit the other day too ;)</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">But, I'm not so far behind that I won't meet my goals this quarter. I just need to stay focused and not panic because my two youngest are starting online school tomorrow. UGH. I feel for the teachers being forced back into this madness...all while I'm contemplating day drinking to combat the lack of quiet in my home. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Such is the madness in a "pan-dammit". This will pass, and I won't let my liver be too damaged. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">I wonder how the gods in my books would handle this madness....and if one of them started this whole thing??</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Feels like something Loki, Lugh or Eris would be behind. Just so they could sit back, drink and laugh while observing humans race around and try to figure it out while fighting with each other. </span></div><div><br /></div>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-74480582925267158802022-01-01T15:28:00.001-05:002022-01-02T16:05:25.541-05:00New Year Reflection and Goals<p><span> </span>Much like everyone else in the world, the last couple years have passed in a massive blur. It feels like December 2019 was just yesterday and here we are at the beginning of 2022.</p><p><span> </span>Personally, I've had a lot of false starts and failed attempts at much of my work. Along with a constant battle with imposter syndrome which fed my blocked creative flow....or vice verse. I'm not sure which came to the party first but they have both stayed far too long past last call. The lights are on and the bar is closing.</p><p><span> </span>We made a massive family move this past fall and relocated to the East Coast. I resigned from an employer I've been at for over twenty years. In the last three months I've realized I had been working in an incredibly toxic environment for a company that no one is allowed to say anything bad about. </p><p><span> </span>It took leaving to realize how bad life had been.</p><p><span><span> Having a successful NaNoWriMo went a long way to bolstering my confidence. I went in a completely different direction and wrote a SciFi romance. Which was a lot of fun and still is. Editing is a challenge as I'm still developing this work and the language that goes along with it. But, writing hasn't been this much fun in a long time. </span></span></p><p><span><span> I'm keeping my goals simple and obtainable for this year. If the last two years has taught me anything, it's not to trust reality to go sideways again. </span></span></p><p><span><span> Currently I'm editing my SciFi romance and plan to submit it to a publisher in February. I'm also writing the 3rd book to the Temptation of the Gods trilogy. You can see my progress in the column to the right of this page. :)</span></span></p><p><span><span><span> I'm not sure what this year will bring, but I'm going to take it as it comes and adapt as I go. </span></span></span></p><p><span><span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhrSVyg9JOa7GZQA8DQGBCfixKMUruYlLYTM-tVf01qSggM0Wn21tzc1y5ortkGeYc3_55UUNhoIdgJWy8PmvT4ZAG9fCxv1YH55Oc0uOwOMJtruInecbnZdyb6ucBmanWLRgIvmHMUuLiJUDvJ8yhbgUVojLEqtBKh9SiziT0olDYvn2oJddDpShGphw=s2048" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="922" height="764" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhrSVyg9JOa7GZQA8DQGBCfixKMUruYlLYTM-tVf01qSggM0Wn21tzc1y5ortkGeYc3_55UUNhoIdgJWy8PmvT4ZAG9fCxv1YH55Oc0uOwOMJtruInecbnZdyb6ucBmanWLRgIvmHMUuLiJUDvJ8yhbgUVojLEqtBKh9SiziT0olDYvn2oJddDpShGphw=w344-h764" title="Picture of a star filled sky over a forest. A lone road runs across the bottom, illuminated by a single streetlight." width="344" /></a></div><br /><span><br /></span><p></p>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-82154332230004714192021-04-26T22:34:00.001-04:002021-04-27T22:36:27.228-04:00#MotivationMonday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"> <span style="background-color: white; color: #4e2800;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4e2800;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #4e2800;"><a href="https://www.hudsonlin.com/" style="color: #f48d1d; text-decoration-line: none;">Hudson Lin</a> started #MotivationMonday. Each week she creates a post with quotes from authors on what motivates them to write.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4e2800;">This week featuring Chace Verity</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #4e2800;"><span style="color: black; white-space: pre-wrap;">Check out Second Chances: A Sapphic Romance Anthology, edited by Chace, here: </span><span style="color: black; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="oajrlxb2 g5ia77u1 qu0x051f esr5mh6w e9989ue4 r7d6kgcz rq0escxv nhd2j8a9 nc684nl6 p7hjln8o kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x jb3vyjys rz4wbd8a qt6c0cv9 a8nywdso i1ao9s8h esuyzwwr f1sip0of lzcic4wl py34i1dx gpro0wi8" fg_scanned="1" href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08TZ6TCWX/?fbclid=IwAR1poHp9H8QK0dI8r6H0-yf8REhPccOUpfc-7TOYGp0BYcF-rcPPDYknVVk" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08TZ6TCWX/</a></span><span style="color: black; white-space: pre-wrap;">.</span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: times; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgM6Ft3SvqYzseTE1Vt8a71maSCTkkSNpwzBmpwdFMDP-oyA78JNzS8O30-mM1tLXJ3I74LkjqawqbAYSmFpnHhqDPw0MMwFJSEVECXb9M-13E7ws2uIsylefLRk-FpHHZSxd86xcmyKmb/s1600/1619576636312542-1.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgM6Ft3SvqYzseTE1Vt8a71maSCTkkSNpwzBmpwdFMDP-oyA78JNzS8O30-mM1tLXJ3I74LkjqawqbAYSmFpnHhqDPw0MMwFJSEVECXb9M-13E7ws2uIsylefLRk-FpHHZSxd86xcmyKmb/s1600/1619576636312542-1.png" width="400" />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Over the years, I've developed a lot of bad habits that made writing miserable. But when I don't write, I keep dreaming about the worlds in my head. These days, I focus only on projects that will make me fall in love with writing again. @chaceverity Chace Verity </span></div>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-45586657754633883382021-04-19T19:58:00.004-04:002021-04-19T20:00:17.959-04:00#MotivationMonday<p><span style="font-family: times;"> <span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #4e2800; font-size: 13px;"> </span><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #4e2800; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.hudsonlin.com/" style="color: #f48d1d; text-decoration-line: none;">Hudson Lin</a> started #MotivationMonday. Each week she creates a post with quotes from authors on what motivates them to write.</span></span></p><p><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white;">Th</span><span style="background-color: white;">is week is featuring, Andie J. Christopher. </span></span></p><p><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: times;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Check out Andie's latest book, HOT UNDER HIS COLLAR, at </span><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="oajrlxb2 g5ia77u1 qu0x051f esr5mh6w e9989ue4 r7d6kgcz rq0escxv nhd2j8a9 nc684nl6 p7hjln8o kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x jb3vyjys rz4wbd8a qt6c0cv9 a8nywdso i1ao9s8h esuyzwwr f1sip0of lzcic4wl py34i1dx gpro0wi8" fg_scanned="1" href="https://www.andiejchristopher.com/hot-under-his-collar?fbclid=IwAR1PcJWh6-XAy3ZQ9Z___b5j-e-_LjSlRHyKLmNTVymHycdoftqKnx5P_0o" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://www.andiejchristopher.com/hot-under-his-collar</a></span><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">.</span></span></span></p><div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnW0lDGa2AwaPH7tFglEXFpwxP55itXjEvIkKV2U_cU6fHkMZqja0xf22LA2LkDvsY74dGoyhiC04NRlJwc5XByF0QbOy3qc5Uv8XrcZkFuSJ628EG_fvD7BxWz57289OhRdQ_IVbNJRXQ/s526/Andie+J+Christopher.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="526" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnW0lDGa2AwaPH7tFglEXFpwxP55itXjEvIkKV2U_cU6fHkMZqja0xf22LA2LkDvsY74dGoyhiC04NRlJwc5XByF0QbOy3qc5Uv8XrcZkFuSJ628EG_fvD7BxWz57289OhRdQ_IVbNJRXQ/w400-h400/Andie+J+Christopher.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;">I've always identified more with the sarcastic, fun side-kick than I have the protagonists in the rom coms. They're usually more fun, more sex, and all the good lines. I want to see happy endings for people who look like they're having the most fun--or at least who have interesting things to talk about in therapy. @authorandiej Andie J. Christopher </span></div></div>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-88954078749715896642021-04-12T20:59:00.001-04:002021-04-19T19:59:28.342-04:00#MotivationMonday<p> <span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.hudsonlin.com/" style="background-color: white; color: #f48d1d; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; text-decoration-line: none;">Hudson Lin</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #4e2800; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"> started #MotivationMonday. Each week she creates a post with quotes from authors on what motivates them to write. This week features one of my favourite authors <a href="https://apostrophen.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">'Nathan Burgoine</a>. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" style="border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0f1419; display: inline; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Check out 'Nathan's latest, VILLAGE FOOL at </span><a class="css-4rbku5 css-18t94o4 css-901oao css-16my406 r-1n1174f r-1loqt21 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" dir="ltr" href="https://t.co/MZGrosw4in?amp=1" rel="noopener noreferrer" role="link" style="border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1b95e0; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: pre-wrap;" target="_blank"><span aria-hidden="true" class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-hiw28u r-qvk6io r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" style="border: 0px solid black; box-sizing: border-box; color: inherit; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 0px; margin: 0px; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; white-space: inherit;">https://</span>books2read.com/u/31lgXM</a></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj72t9qWkF2HdfswTCr3vbaiUdCTNJl0AYXDUCfgUlM9tM9GLY3SPB2S7kjLhUfsnobP8_AavX-Be9fWnfdUw6cZAYpqdlVpwTRmhk_j1krkf8HzuOeaJk3JbpDJiXZDT2oZY5pD336_IIn/s1249/%2527Nathan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1249" data-original-width="1078" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj72t9qWkF2HdfswTCr3vbaiUdCTNJl0AYXDUCfgUlM9tM9GLY3SPB2S7kjLhUfsnobP8_AavX-Be9fWnfdUw6cZAYpqdlVpwTRmhk_j1krkf8HzuOeaJk3JbpDJiXZDT2oZY5pD336_IIn/w345-h400/%2527Nathan.jpg" width="345" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">The first happy gay character written by a gay author I read was a defining moment. 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couple of years writing wise....the lack of completed books has made that
painfully obvious. And, the longer I go between books; it gives strength to the imposter voice in my head. </span></div><div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">The last three years
have been a major upheaval in my personal life. I accepted a promotion at my
day job, gained custody of two young children and, like every one else, I've been trying to slog my way through
the new reality this pandemic has created for all of us.</span></p>
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this to be a post to say I've conquered it and have a stack of books on
their way to the publisher...but that would be a big ole fabrication. But, I'm
trying to work past that. I think that setting reasonable goals and keeping a
set schedule might work best, at least I hope so. And if it doesn’t then I’ll
try something else. I’m not ready to give up on writing, and the voices in my
head are certainly not ready to let me go.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">My first goal is to update this every Monday. And write 1K on my book each night. Yeah, that's a HUGH number considering how out of practice I am. But, I have an opportunity in May that I'd like to be able to pitch for and the book should be done before I set myself up like that. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">For now, here's a picture I took this weekend of a rainbow at the bottom of the American Falls. There is still a massive amount of snow and ice piled up on the rocks that makes them larger than they normally are. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02omOKo9oXnSHUppZXToqYgY8wP6b4OkF9u2Jbi7R3-KJjjq3Uo21AgpDl8UqUBEso4k6yXedHd44jsCysK5amGqf-EP9Ta72wrLmkuOpb14bbptf9U4lMRSrA0WAtvXqhEKovXHVvLAz/s1008/Niagara+Falls+rainbow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="454" data-original-width="1008" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02omOKo9oXnSHUppZXToqYgY8wP6b4OkF9u2Jbi7R3-KJjjq3Uo21AgpDl8UqUBEso4k6yXedHd44jsCysK5amGqf-EP9Ta72wrLmkuOpb14bbptf9U4lMRSrA0WAtvXqhEKovXHVvLAz/w400-h180/Niagara+Falls+rainbow.jpg" title="Rainbow at the bottom of the American Falls" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"><br /></span><p></p><br /></div></div>Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-56940753839836838182018-03-30T00:30:00.000-04:002018-03-30T17:21:49.502-04:00Friday Flash Fiction March 30th<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Life has been keeping me on the crazy train for months now and I fell way behind in the Friday Flash Fiction. I do love creating these little vignettes and I'm going to do my best to get back in the habit of them. </div>
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"Do you remember that scene in <i>Men in Black</i>?" Jace glanced over his shoulder at his brother, who was currently checking out some blond in tiny skirt. <i>I remember the days when a comic book store wasn't the place to go to pick up chicks. </i>Not that he'd ever been interested in girls that way, he liked the ones who read Justice League comics for the story line, not because Jason Momoa played Aquaman.<br />
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When he brother didn't respond, Jace reached out a smacked him on the shoulder. "She's so out of your league."<br />
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"Yeah, I know." Liam shrugged, "But there is no law about what happens in my imagination."<br />
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"Just keep it in your head creeper." He pointed back at the large picture on the wall. "Look at this, doesn't it remind you of the marble on Orion's belt? The one with all the galaxies on it?"<br />
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"Dude, it's a picture. Two dimensional, there aren't any galaxies in there."<br />
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"Seriously, look closer. I swear the guy in it moved, or the lights shifted or something." Jace's heart was still beating erratically. Not just because the guy was hot, but for a brief moment he was certain he saw the guy's fingers flex slightly and the lights twisted. "What if this was a portal to another dimension?"<br />
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"There is no such thing as different dimensions, Jace."<br />
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"You need to get your head out of your ass and read something without pictures." Liam frowned at his brother and his condescending tone. "Before he died, Stephen Hawking wrote a theoretical paper that lays the groundwork for a multidimensional universe.<br />
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"I've read enough books to know what theoretical means, smartass."<br />
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"The smartest man since recorded time wouldn't waste his time researching and writing a paper about nothing."<br />
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Liam looked around the room before focusing his attention back on Jace. "Maybe you need to stop hanging out in this place. Mom's been asking me about Kevin, she wants to know if the two of you are back together."<br />
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Jace rolled his eyes. "She likes the idea of having a cute son in law she can show off to all her elitist friends. Kevin is a narcissistic prick with a nice ass." He turned back to the picture, wondering if his eyes played a trick on him. Looking back he caught his brother staring at the blonde again. "What don't you find some acceptable chick and squeeze out a baby to take the heat off me."<br />
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"You know I might just do that." Liam arched an eyebrow in a display of arrogance, "at least one of us is getting laid tonight."<br />
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"Whatever. Don't come to me for help when she empties your bank account." Jace turned away and looked back at the picture. A heartbeat later, he forgot how to breath. The hot guy in the picture hadn't moved, except that instead now his left hand was reaching out palm up. <i>As if he wants me to take his hand. </i><br />
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"Liam, do you see this?" He looked over but his brother was following the blond across the shop. Turning back he examined the picture, the guy hadn't moved again. His hand still reaching out...waiting.<br />
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Check out the other contributions this week!<br />
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<a href="https://authorjeffbaker.com/2018/03/29/magic-at-night-for-friday-flash-fics-march-30-2018-by-jeff-baker/" target="_blank">Jeff Baker</a> "Magic at Night"<br />
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<a href="https://patrickcoulton.wordpress.com/2018/03/30/virtually-special-friday-flash-fics-friday-march-30th-2018/" target="_blank">Patrick Coulton</a> "Virtually Special"<br />
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<a href="https://apostrophen.wordpress.com/2018/03/30/friday-flash-fics-helios/" target="_blank">'Nathan Burgoine</a> "Helios"<br />
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<br />Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-57035086229363160082018-02-01T19:09:00.000-05:002018-02-01T19:09:05.858-05:00Vizzini said to go back to the beginning...We're into the second month of this year and I finally feel like I've caught up from the holidays.<br />
(Note to self: Don't try to blog every day in December...at least until after you're retired.)<br />
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But now that we're into 2018 and I look back over last year and I can say writing was a struggle. I managed to get 2 short stories finished. Both were MF to support Haunted Hearts which I re-released in September'16 I think focusing so hard on a genre that I'm not as excited about really hurt my creativity.<br />
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So there I was, lost, filled with self doubt, uncertain of whether I should keep writing or pack it all in.<br />
When Hephaestos gave me a hard shove after Inigo's speech. A couple years ago, I got back the rights to the first two books I'd ever written. (as Corinne Davies)<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Believing is Seeing</i> & </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i> Believing is Trusting</i> </span><br />
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They came out in 2009, Menage, MMF, and heavily influenced by Greek mythology. They're great stories but in desperate need of re-editing and updating. I've learned a lot after 25+ books and these two stories are filled with a lot of rookie mistakes and my writing voice has changed over the last decade.<br />
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Believing is Trusting had a small cliffhanger in the epilogue as there was supposed to be a 3rd book in the series, <i>Believing is Loving</i>. Before I had a chance to write it, I'd delved into the world of shapeshifters and started writing my Ecstasy Lake series. The 3rd Believing is book kept getting pushed back and back and eventually the characters stopped talking to me.<br />
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Sitting here working through Believing is Seeing, the characters are starting to talk to me again. Like long lost friends who I didn't realize how much I'd missed. I love the loving relationship between the characters in each menage...although Bacchus and Hazel have more of an open inviting relationship rather than a closed menage. We'll see how they feel about that by the time I get to the end of their book. I was never quite certain about their casual third when I ended their book.<br />
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Working on re-writing the first two books in the series...which, I'm finding, is more work than writing a book straight out. LoL But, I need to because it's been a long time since I walked in this world. And staring in March I'm going to be working on the 3rd book. <br />
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My plan is to bundle all three books in one when I release them. That way if someone has already read the first two, they aren't paying extra buying them again. I don't have an official release date on them yet but I'm aiming for before 2019 :) My soft goal is to have print copies at Kalicon this October.<br />
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<br />Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-65594734054044486542017-12-19T22:15:00.001-05:002017-12-19T22:15:57.533-05:00Countdown to New Years - Day 15, 14 & 13Now I remember why I didn't manage to get a post done every day last year...for the same reason I can't get it together this year.<br />
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THE EDJ (evil day job)<br />
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I'm 6 days into an 11day stretch without a day off. Half the time I don't remember what day of the week it is let alone trying to remember to write down what made me happy. There was a pause in the retail christmas craziness today when a sales rep brought us in some cookies. That moment when the sugar, butter, and chocolate hit my tastebuds was sheer ecstasy today. They also had some almond flavouring in them so there was a distinct marzipan aroma and flavour. I was blissed out.<br />
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Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-33684294309074707382017-12-16T20:14:00.001-05:002017-12-16T20:14:22.506-05:00Countdown to New Years- Day 16I think I remember why I didn't do to well and following through with this last year. As the big day approaches and my EDJ gets more and more hellish, it's harder to think about positive things. It's hard to even want to think about anything happy when I could sit here and fill pages and pages with complaints.<br />
But, one step at a time and all complaints aside, I was happy to come home from work...and I was happier to eat too many mini eclairs. LoL (My beach body has been put off until next summer...or the summer after.)<br />
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Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-56309953294459602362017-12-15T21:43:00.001-05:002017-12-15T21:43:06.588-05:00Countdown to New Years - Day 179 days till Christmas! Yes, we have made it to single digits. To those of you who are sludging through the trenches of working retail this time of year....we're almost there! Stay true to yourself, don't let them get to you.<br />
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Friday Flash Fiction will return after the 25th....when my brain recovers from Retail Christmas Syndrome.Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-57067715919421670722017-12-14T22:01:00.000-05:002017-12-14T22:01:15.495-05:00Countdown to New Years - Day 18My whole day was a happy day today!<br />
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Really, it was. It was my day off. LoL I laid in bed a read till the obscene hour of 9am, then I sat around in my cozy "Bad Side" sweatshirt and leggings. Did some christmas shopping, spend some time with my husband. It's was an incredibly wonderful day that was way too short.<br />
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I'm back to work tomorrow...and everyday...for the next 11 days. It's almost over for another yearKayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-53408206696904569862017-12-13T23:30:00.000-05:002017-12-14T00:11:10.566-05:00Countdown to New Years- Day 19My happy thought for today.<br />
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Baths<br />
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Seriously, is there anything better than lounging in a hot bath with a glass of wine, a couple bath bombs and a book?<br />
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Nope, I didn't think so ;)<br />
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Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-13192653864059345752017-12-12T23:13:00.000-05:002017-12-13T23:59:53.543-05:00Countdown to New Years Day 21 & 20<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBVmhij7_TdQGSO5xjTw0vONfAloUnJ7-3NP5aU1nVD-pY_v_ZdFNi8xpmZTuA8Xkp_NlI9grrsh1G-ZDhPOJSWG65sqqamLYw-TV6171cDBspWJdmfN1NfePAgEjnZKzjGGZzouqMtNTz/s1600/Scrooged_film_poster.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="444" data-original-width="300" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBVmhij7_TdQGSO5xjTw0vONfAloUnJ7-3NP5aU1nVD-pY_v_ZdFNi8xpmZTuA8Xkp_NlI9grrsh1G-ZDhPOJSWG65sqqamLYw-TV6171cDBspWJdmfN1NfePAgEjnZKzjGGZzouqMtNTz/s200/Scrooged_film_poster.JPG" width="135" /></a><br />
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I didn't get my post done yesterday. It wasn't a good day and my brain really wasn't in a happy place and it was a struggle to think of something positive. But, I watched Scrooged and that made me laugh enough to snap out of it...(there are some heavy spots in that movie but I fast forwarded past them.)<br />
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In the end I'd say my happy thoughts for Day 22 was giggling at some classic Bill Murray. <3<br />
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Today was better and I had a much easier time coming up with some happy thoughts. Hubby suggested we go for a quick tan after I got off work, and my 12 minutes of quiet basking certainly lifted my spirits. (I swear I was a lizard in a past life)<br />
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But, what really put me in a good mood today was that earlier my daughter sent me a video on how to make a wreath out of a hanger and a bunch of ornaments. So, on my lunch break I went to the dollar store and picked up what we needed.<br />
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It turned out so awesome! We're completely covered in glitter and I'm going to be vacuuming my carpets for eternity to get it out, but I don't care. It was fun spending time with my youngest and creating something really pretty.<br />
<br />Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-20997701713777699642017-12-10T23:13:00.001-05:002017-12-10T23:14:54.249-05:00Countdown to New Years - Day 22I was just about to crawl into bed when I realized that I hadn't posted for today! I would have been so angry at myself in the morning had I missed it...to be honest I probably would have posted tomorrow and changed the date, but deep down I would have known I didn't do it! LoL<br />
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What was it that made me happy today? Tonight I sat down and wrote my final exam for the online course I've been taking through Sheridan College. Yeah! I finished the course :) I will admit that many bad words escaped my lips as I worked my way through the questions, but damn it felt good when I finished. </div>
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Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-16841536853077076232017-12-09T22:10:00.002-05:002017-12-09T22:17:08.609-05:00Countdown to New Years - Day 23I'm sitting here with the button of my pants undone wondering how I'm every going to make it up to bed, and if my husband has the energy to roll me up there. My favourite part of today was getting to go out to dinner with out best friends. No kids. No work. No distractions. Just the four of us making jokes and eating a fabulous meal. It was so much fun!<br />
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<br />Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05130927709381360005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3734762674870325021.post-20174972740202651582017-12-08T20:31:00.000-05:002017-12-08T20:42:40.227-05:00Counting down to New Years - Day 24I wasn't sure if I was going to pull off a Friday Flash Fic this week. With 2 weeks left till Christmas, my EDJ is ramping up and sucking the life out of me... But, I did it :) And that made me very happy.<br />
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about it was normal…tap, showerhead, running water., except that it was all directly
at eye level and he was covered in fur ….and female.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 27px;"><i><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Christ,
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Hey sweetheart, you’re out of sorts today. You
okay?” The hunka, gorgeous man currently soaping up his paw with a bright
pink sponge, reached up and scratched him between his ears. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Oh,
god that feels good. </span></i><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Before Colin formulated the thought, he
had already pushed his head against the man’s hand again. He tried for the hundredth time to talk, but the only noise his vocal cords could make was an odd growl and screech. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“That’s my girl, you just need a bit more love today
don’t you.” The man leaning over him scratched down his spine to the base of Colin's tail.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Fuck
that feels so damn good, but I’m not a fucking girl and if I knew what happened
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Colin shifted his weight and almost slipped, catching himself in a split
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last twelve hours, waking up in the form of an apparently domesticated, large,
cat, without claws, wasn’t the worst of it. It was the loss of his favourite
appendage that continued to be the focus of his attention. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was trying to get the guy he’d brought home, out of his bed and out the door.
Hook-ups for fine, but Colin didn’t do cuddles of sleepovers and the guy from
the bar hadn’t been getting the hint. Sure he’d been fueled with a bit more alcohol
than normal. And yes maybe calling the guy a big pussy might not have been the
nicest. But Colin had no idea when the guy replied “I’m not a pussy, but you
will be.”..he was serious.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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out of the tub.” Mr Hunky wrapped a towel around Colin’s head and started rubbing
his neck and body. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I
wish I knew your name</span></i><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">. Colin didn’t believe it was coincidence
that the guy who was apparently his keeper, was the same guy who’d brushed him
off a few weeks ago. Another crazy bar night and Colin had tried so hard to get
this guy into a bathroom for a quickie. He’d wanted to touch the muscles
filling out his silk shirt. But no matter what he tried, Mr Hunky wouldn’t give
him the time of night. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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here I am, finally in a bathroom with you. You’re shirtless, gorgeous and I’m… a
fucking pussy cat.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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