Saturday, February 18, 2017

Bourbon & Blues - new for #MSS 177

February 18, 2017

Welcome to another My Sexy Saturday! This week I have seven sexy paragraphs from the brand new release, Bourbon & Blues. Bourbon & Blues is part of the Men of Marionville collection. 

Be sure to check out all the participating MSS blogs using the links at the bottom of this entry. 

And now for our seven paragraphs.
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I pulled my pants up and zipped. More than anything I wanted to lie down beside him and stay, but it wasn’t a good idea. I just met him. Getting too wrapped up in him would be foolish. I walked to his side of the bed and kissed him goodbye. 

“See you Friday, Griff.”

“Call me if you need bail, babe.”

“Likewise, hon.”

He was chuckling as I walked away.

The drive home was a short one, but it was time enough for the box my emotions lived in to open and its contents spill out. I wanted to shove it all back into its cage but it was too late.

Hope is determined to live in the light. 
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ABOUT Bourbon & Blues:


Griffith Ernde missed his father’s funeral because he was drunk. When he made it to the cemetery, the gates closed with him on the inside. Griff ends up in a cell at the local precinct house charged with trespassing, and with no way to salvage the day. No doubt about, it’s a personal low in his life. Then his luck changed when Kory Watts joined him in the cell.

Kory Watts has a knack for being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Stood up on a blind date at a local club, Kory gets swept up in a drug raid and lands in a cell with an inebriated stranger. When his drug test comes back clean, the duty sergeant offers Kory a deal: if he takes Griff home, they both can go with no charges. It’s not a deal Kory will refuse.

When Kory and Griff meet again, they agree to have a drink - of ice water. Neither man judges the other and it’s quickly apparent they share an attraction. As their budding relationship heats up, Kory wonders if he’s ready to get serious with a guy he just met no matter how well suited to each other they are. When Griff is suddenly charged with the murder of his father, Kory is ready to move heaven and earth to help prove him innocent, but it might not be enough to save what’s between them.


BOURBON AND BLUES
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Saturday, February 4, 2017

MSS 175 - A Cat Named Hercules

February 4, 2017

Welcome to February and another My Sexy Saturday blog hop! Today is the 175th installment of the blog hop - quite an achievement! Be sure to check out all the My Sexy Saturday blogs using the linky list below. 


Today I have seven sexy paragraphs from A Cat Named Hercules which is part of the Men of Marionville collection. 


Having raised many kittens, I had a lot of good material to draw from for this story. Enjoy!


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Gale drew back and blinked at me. “Are you suggesting I should fuck you?”

Goosebumps skittered across my back as my balls drew up. My cock lengthened as the idea took root. “Sure.”

I smacked his ass. He didn’t like it and smacked me back—hard. He stuck his index finger in front of my nose. “Be careful doing that, big boy. I don’t look tough, but I turn scrappy when people hit me.”

“You’ll beg me to spank you some day.”

“Don’t count on— Ayiayaa!” Gale surged forward into my arms, pelvis first, plastering the length of his body against mine.

I levered up on my elbow and looked into wide, innocent eyes. Herc meowed softly. Sweetly. Like he was the most precious thing on earth. Did they give Academy Awards to kittens? “I told you he’d be a problem. Do you believe me now?" 

Gale laughed and released his hold on me. "Damn his little whiskers! I thought a spider was crawling on my ass. That tickled!"   

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ABOUT A Cat Named Hercules



New in town, Shiloh Rudy joins a group of civic-minded volunteers to better acquaint himself with his recently adopted community. It’s a good way to make friends, network, and help make a difference, not to mention perhaps meet someone interesting  - in a romantic sort of way. The one thing Shiloh didn’t expect was a love to rival all others to come with four white paws.

Gale Widmyer is on his feet and moving forward after piecing his life back together following a series of wrong choices. In his darkest moments, the one bright spot in his existence was the fulfillment of his dream to become a veterinarian. Gale’s making good on a promise to himself when an abandoned kitten leads him to Shiloh Rudy and a chance at the happiness he never hoped to have.

Laying the cornerstone for a developing relationship comes easy for Shiloh and Gale. But the wounds of the past often remain unhealed at their deepest point. A few careless words erects a wall of silence between the two men, one Shiloh has to breach if he hopes to win Gale back. It will take more than apologies to win Gale’s forgiveness and put old fears to rest. It’ll take a cat named Hercules.


A Cat Named Hercules
Book five in the Men of Marionville series

Now available at AmazoniTunesBarnes and NobleKobo and other online book sellers

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Friday, February 3, 2017

At the Paradise Cafe

February 3, 2017


Paradise Café. I can just imagine twenty authors scrambling to use that title, but hey. It’s been used - by a rock band called the Arc Angels.

Back in 1992, the Arc Angels were four guys from Texas, two of which played with Stevie Ray Vaughan. That was why I gave them a listen. Then I saw them live at The Bayou in Georgetown. I loved The Bayou, but those days are now a lifetime ago. Anyway, to this day Paradise Café remains on my playlist. Great song, especially when one is cruising down the Interstate on a sunny day.

Paradise Café was written by Charlie Sexton, and in light of recent events, seems to be equally relevant in 2017 as it was in 1992. That's one of the benchmarks of a great song. 

I grew up in the lower middle class, financially speaking, and I’m still there if you believe the information found on the Internet. The good news is I’m rich in ways that matter more than money. I have everything I need, and a lot of what I want but in non-material ways, I’m fucking loaded, baby. I got people. I got land. I got a good dog. But I’m digressing…

The news last night showed riots on the Berkeley campus in California. Again. What the hell is wrong with those kids? What the hell is wrong at Berkeley that this sort of thing has been happening there for decades?

I don’t have to imagine what would have happened to me if I had done something like that in my youth. I wouldn’t have people, at least not decent people, in my life. My lower middle-class family would have kicked my ass in a decidedly unfortunate-for-me direction. 

All of this is, of course, my segue to my point.

I watched the images on the television screen and the words to Paradise Café were in my mind. I don’t understand how young people who are afforded the opportunity to go to college can waste the experience, nor do I understand why a college or university would facilitate, even approve, of such waste.

Everything is not rosy. Those “drunken” college students will be at the wheel one day soon. It’s a terrifying thought.

KC Kendricks

Paradise Café

Well now everything is rosy and the money's so well spent
This kind of education is worth every cent
When your momma pays the tuition and your daddy pays the rent
You could learn a lot in college although you never went

Now you ain't that funny and you ain't that smart
But you become a model student when you step up to the bar
They're drinking their life away at the paradise café
Talking with nothing to say at the paradise café
Daddy's money spends real good and he's spent a lot today
At the paradise café

The neon pink flamingo shines down on one and all
Lights up the drunken schoolgirl as she bounces off the wall
To the slurred shouts of college boys who'll soon be at the wheel
It's an awful lot to deal with just to get a decent meal

Now you ain't that funny and you ain't that smart
But you become a model student when you step up to the bar
They're drinking their life away at the paradise café
Talking with nothing to say at the paradise café
Daddy's money spends real good and he's spent a lot today
At the paradise café

Saturday, January 28, 2017

WWW - A Hard Habit to Break

January 28, 2017

I'm participating today for the first time in the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop! I came across it through the My Sexy Saturday blog hop and thought I'd give it a try. WWW is a weekly blog hop where authors post eight sentences from a published work or a work in progress. Blog posts are to go live between noon Saturday and 9:00 AM Sunday. It's a great way to meet new authors and expand networks. Be sure to check out all the Weekend Writing Warriors blogs here.  

Here are eight sentences from A Hard Habit to Break, book one in the Men of Marionville series. 

Enjoy!
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“Tell me, Heath.  Say the words.”

I wrapped my arms around him and whispered in his ear, amazed I could force the words out. “I need you, Travis. I always will.”

We stood in the middle of his brightly painted kitchen, clinging to each other like two drowning men who’d suddenly found a rock to hold.

My thoughts raced, yet everything was clear, all doubts stripped away. I would stay in his arms until we fell from exhaustion if he’d let me.

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“A Hard Habit to Break is full of passion, love, and longing”.- Joyfully Reviewed

About the book:

As the reigning stud of the local gay club scene, every guy in the county knows Travis Templeton and vies for his attention. Travis wears his crown lightly, careful not to break any hearts. He knows what it’s like to really love someone who doesn’t love you back- at least, not in the way you want.

Heath Kelley made the biggest mistake of his life the night before his best friend Travis left for college. One small action snowballed into years of silent misunderstanding and empty distance. When Heath accepts a transfer that sends him to his hometown, he doesn’t know Travis has moved back home, too. It doesn’t take long for the men to reconnect.

Admitting they never stopped thinking of each other as “best friends” is easy. Forgiveness of past sins is easy, but confessing their secrets comes harder. When Heath discovers the truth about Travis’ private life, the newly repaired bonds of friendship are stretched taut.

It’s time for Travis to choose – the love of his best friend, or a life of settling for second best. 

A HARD HABIT TO BREAK
Book I of the Men of Marionville collection
Available now at AmazoniTunes, B&N/NOOK, and KOBO

KC Kendricks

Thursday, January 26, 2017

The Best and Worst Advice

January 26, 2017

I recently read a piece where authors discussed the best and worst advice they’d ever received. I’m blogging so that’s a major clue that the discussion got me to thinking. Just what was the best advice I ever got about writing? Or publishing? What was the worst?

Good advice is very subjective to an individual’s particular circumstance. Bad advice is universal. Good advice takes many forms, some of which are clearly evident. Frequently though, good advice sneaks in on silent cat paws. We don’t realize what it is until it’s sitting on our chest tickling our face with long white whiskers.

“Keep going” is the best advice I received about writing. It wasn’t said with the intent to whip me into producing more books or to punish me for slowing down due to exhaustion. It was given to me by a man whose doctors had just told him his last option was a Hail Mary surgery. “If you love it, if it’s important to you, then keep going.”

It was so simple and at the same time profound. It gave me cause to examine myself and my feelings about writing. It made me consciously aware of just how important writing is to me. My world is ranked by family/home/hearth, writing, friends, job. Writing may appear on the surface to be a hobby, but it is words that define the inner me. The so-called Fortunes of writing are like the tides, they ebb and flow but never touch who I am or influence the words on the page.

The worst advice I ever got about writing was to join a critique group. It’s supposed to be a huge help and I’m sure it is to some. The group I had the misfortune to fall into had one girl who wanted the group to proofread items for her day job, and another whose head exploded when I asked a question about a paragraph that didn’t make sense to me. I can’t remember her name. She didn’t last long. I learned a great deal from that experience.

So all this may not mean a thing to you. Writing is a solitary art form. If you’re as happy and content in your career as I am in mine, I’m truly delighted for you. Those of us who have many years of wear and tear on our keyboards value knowing the shared experiences more than actual advice, and I guess that’s the whole point of today’s blog. Advice should be about the sharing, not the demanding of actions that change our course - unless we want it to.

Oh, and for the record, the Hail Mary worked.

KC Kendricks
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Saturday, January 21, 2017

Cover reveal - Bourbon & Blues

January 21, 2017

Coming soon - Bourbon & Blues.

Part of the Men of Marionville collection. 

I expect it to go live on or near February 12, 2017.

About Bourbon & Blues:


Griffith Ernde missed his father’s funeral because he was drunk. When he made it to the cemetery, the gates closed with him on the inside. Griff ends up in a cell at the local precinct house charged with trespassing, and with no way to salvage the day. No doubt about, it’s a personal low in his life. Then his luck changed when Kory Watts joined him in the cell.

Kory Watts has a knack for being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Stood up on a blind date at a local club, Kory gets swept up in a drug raid and lands in a cell with an inebriated stranger. When his drug test comes back clean, the duty sergeant offers Kory a deal: if he takes Griff home, they both can go with no charges. It’s not a deal Kory will refuse.

When Kory and Griff meet again, they agree to have a drink - of ice water. Neither man judges the other and it’s quickly apparent they share an attraction. As their budding relationship heats up, Kory wonders if he’s ready to get serious with a guy he just met no matter how well suited to each other they are. When Griff is suddenly charged with the murder of his father, Kory is ready to move heaven and earth to help prove him innocent, but it might not be enough to save what’s between them.
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An excerpt is up at http://www.kckendricks.com/BourbonandBlues.html

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Friday, January 20, 2017

System FAIL!

January 20, 2017

Establish the facts.

1. I'm a lifelong bowler and I'm not too bad at it. 
2. I only bowl one house and I know about 75% of the house bowlers by name.
3. I hate to discuss politics. 
4. If you try to drag me into a political discussion, I will rip you and not feel guilty.
5. Friday night is my bowling night.
6. January 20 was Inauguration Day.

[sigh]

This evening I arrived at the bowling alley a little early. I got all my equipment out of my locker and dropped it behind the lanes I was scheduled to roll on. I then went to the snack bar and commandeered a bar stool to wait my turn to order a Pepsi. Yes, I drink a soda a week and that's at the bowling alley. 

A young woman landed on the stool beside mine. I estimate she's about twenty. I didn't know her. If she's bowling in the league, she's a newbie. I haven't bowled against her. 

She said hello and then asked if I'd watched the Inauguration Day happenings. I answered truthfully. I did watch the swearing in but nothing else. Today was a work day and I did have duties to perform, but I wanted to see the president sworn in. Seeing is believing, so they say. 

Anyway, this young snot I didn't know began to pontificate on her opinions of the new president (as though I care about her opinions). And that's when It happened. 

She started to rant about the plans to reform immigration. In HER opinion, the new president should start with his WIFE. 

[Everyone should pause to think here.]

Do we not teach the basic laws of the United States in our schools? At what point did marriage to someone of another nationality become null and void? 

I don't care where the new first lady was born. She legally married an American citizen, a man born on our soil. They've been married more than three years. There is nothing illegal about her presence in the United States. Do we really not teach this stuff in school any longer? Is it now completely unnecessary to learn the basics about United States citizenship? 

That girl is walking proof of the failure of our very expensive school system to impart even basic knowledge to young people. 

I was less than kind to her in pointing out the error of her thinking and did later search for her to tender an apology. I explained it wasn't her opinion I found at fault because everyone is free to allow stupid to fall out of their mouth from time-to-time. I apologized for not educating her about that particular situation. That was my fail.

My problem with what she said lies in the fact that had her education provided her with basic citizenship knowledge, she would not have been going around the bowling alley blathering about deporting the new first lady as an illegal immigrant. 

System fail. 

KC Kendricks
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Thursday, January 19, 2017

You'll only see this when she's sitting still

January 19, 2017

I found this on my camera. I'd forgotten I'd taken it. You'll only see icicles on this car when it's sitting still. 

Seriously. 

Last Saturday was typical January weather. We had a wintry mix and this is what happened. I thought the row of icicles looked sorta cool, so I shot the pix. They were still there the next day because this car doesn't handle well on icy roads. I stayed home - in the warm and dry. 

Don't misunderstand - the Charger corners on a rail on dry pavement, but the ass end will slide right out from under it on a slick road. 

And that's not the kind of thrill I'm looking for.

KC



Saturday, January 14, 2017

Undeniable by KC Kendricks (new!)

January 14, 2017

Happy Birthday to my darling Deuce! He's one year old today. If you're wondering what my pup has to do with my writing, or the My Sexy Saturday blog hop, the answer is EVERYTHING! Deuce is my constant companion, a cheerful presence who reminds me taking breaks and moving to stay healthy makes my writing better. 

He also sleeps beside my desk and keeps me in my chair and writing instead of finding "excuse" chores. 

So you see, he's an integral part of the KC Kendricks machine. 

Now on to the very first My Sexy Saturday of 2017! This week, Deuce and I have seven sexy paragraphs from Undeniable. Enjoy!

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What? Was that an invitation? If it was, Ford was going to be disappointed. Asa had no intention of
hopping back into bed with Ford. He had to stay cool. So far the conversation was going better than he could have dreamed, and Asa wanted to keep it that way. He had a far better chance of getting the answers he needed if he kept his head. Asa got to his feet. “Why don’t you go ahead and get a booth while I close up the office? I’ll be there in about ten minutes?”

Ford stood. “I’ll see you in a bit. Thanks, Asa.”

Asa watched Ford walk away, admiring the easy way the man moved. Landscaping was hard, physical labor and, while Asa was sure Ford had employees, it would be in Ford’s nature to jump in and work beside them when he had no other duties to perform. Back in the day, Ford frequented a gym, so Asa knew the man liked to flex his muscles. It did show.

He snorted to himself as he shut down his computer. He’d worked out with Ford a few times and it wasn’t in his blood. A couple of rounds of golf a week kept him in shape and fit.

Had Ford tossed an invitation to spend the evening with him? Maybe he’d read too much into those words. It could be all Ford meant was he didn’t need to rush off to an appointment. Asa stepped into the quiet hallway and locked the door to the office suite. His evening was unencumbered and, with any luck, it could take some interesting turns.

He slumped against the side of the elevator car for the short ride to the ground floor. What the hell was he thinking? If he was that horny—and he didn’t think he was—he’d do better to go find one of his fuck buddies. He stepped outside into the glare of the afternoon sun and spotted Ford sitting inside the café across the street.

Ford raised his hand and waved once at him. Nope. It wasn’t good when a man lied to himself.

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About UNDENIABLE:

With a summer storm threatening to ruin his Friday afternoon, Asa Burton packs his briefcase and bolts for home before the driving gets dangerous. On the interstate, stuck behind an accident, he regrets his decision until he sees Ford Weston standing along the side of the road talking to a police officer.

Ford Weston can’t believe his luck, bad and good. First, his car gets clipped on the tail end of an accident, and then none other than Asa Burton pulls over and offers him a ride home. Coming face-to-face with the biggest regret of his life leaves Ford off-balance. He screwed up with Asa all those years ago. It was his fault the relationship ended.

Asa can’t believe he’s found Ford again, so why is he angry with himself? Could it be because Ford walked out on him without a word seventeen years ago and he did nothing to stop him? Asa’s sure of only one thing – Fate just handed him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to win back Ford.  


Undeniable is available at Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble/Nook, Kobo, and other online booksellers. 

Be sure to check out all the My Sexy Saturday participating blogs by using the linky list below. 

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Wednesday, January 4, 2017

IWSG - Back to basics in 2017

January 4, 2017

It is my intention to pause my participation in the monthly Insecure Writer's Support Group blog hop. I'm not very insecure, ergo, I don't have issues which I feel the need to pull my hair and wail about. The possibility exists that one day my opus will be The Diary of an Angry White Woman, but that day is not yet upon us. Be grateful, she says, tongue-in-cheek.

On the afternoon of December 28, 2016, Lori James of All Romance eBooks announced the closing of her company on December 31, 2016. How's that for short notice?

Since then all manner of things have come to light, not the least of which is the distinct possibility of payments due being mishandled for the last several years. I do know, based on my sales numbers, a lot - and I mean A LOT - of money went through that company. (I'm only one of thousands.) And it's the authors who are getting screwed. Again. (Refer to my comment about writing my opus.)

While this situation is of great concern to me, it is beyond the scope of what I can control. My life goes on. What this means to the independent author, no one yet knows. Will Amazon, iTunes, Kobo, NOOK and other places pick up the slack? One hopes, but one is far from assured. 

Before you think being with a formal publisher is the answer, remember they too sold through ARe. ARe was a major third-party vendor for publishers. They will also feel the pinch and they may pass the loss right along to the author to avoid damage to their bottom line. 

In this new year, my focus needs to be squarely on writing. This is why I'm going on IWSG hiatus. Even as I prepare this entry I feel the need to get on with the next item on my to-do list, which is proofread an upcoming story and get it formatted for release.  

As always, thank you for stopping by Between the Keys. I hope you'll check back regularly. After all, I may one day organize my notes and begin work on my opus. You wouldn't want to miss that, would you?

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Monday, January 2, 2017

Cover reveal - Undeniable

January 2, 2017

What better way to kick off the new year than to prepare to release a book? 

Coming on January 12 - Undeniable. 

ABOUT the book:


With a summer storm threatening to ruin his Friday afternoon, Asa Burton packs his briefcase and bolts for home before the driving gets dangerous. On the interstate, stuck behind an accident, he regrets his decision until he sees Ford Weston standing along the side of the road talking to a police officer.

Ford Weston can’t believe his luck, bad and good. First his car gets clipped on the tail end of an accident, and then none other than Asa Burton pulls over and offers him a ride home. Coming face-to-face with the biggest regret of his life leaves Ford off-balance. He screwed up with Asa all those years ago. It was his fault the relationship ended.

Asa can’t believe he’s found Ford again, so why is he angry with himself? Could it be because Ford walked out on him without a word seventeen years ago and he did nothing to stop him? Asa’s sure of only one thing – Fate just handed him the opportunity to win Ford back – and get some answers. 

Please visit www.kckendricks.com/Undeniable.html to read an excerpt.  

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Saturday, December 31, 2016

2016 Retrospective and the Kendricks 800

December 31, 2016
New Year's Eve

As I begin this entry, I think it's significant to note it's number eight-hundred here at Between the Keys. I wonder what reasoning the universe had for arranging for the Kendricks 800 to fall on New Year's Eve? One shouldn't discount any possibility. 

The word 'retrospective' conjures a bit of nostalgia. We tend to view the past through a rosy lens when we keep our focus on a brighter future. Some years, achieving that rosy glow on past events takes a little longer. Sometimes there is no rosy glow. So it will be for parts of 2016. 

I had BIG PLANS for 2016. I put eight books in development, all set in the fictional town of Marionville. I figured I could write four in 2016 and four in 2017. Now I think the project will run into 2018. 

The Year of our Lord Two Thousand Sixteen dawned with the anticipation of the release of Fly By Night at Amber Quill Press. Day 2 of 2016 saw that vision crushed with the announcement Amber Quill was shutting down, ceasing operations. I was, in a word, dismayed. I knew having forty books with one publisher was a gamble. I knew, given that the quality of the covers and editing had slipped, something was a bit off. I'd already self-published Hey, Joe and a couple of the old Rayne Forrest books to test the do-it-yourself waters. Darn good thing as it turned out. 

And now it seems 2016 is closing on a similarly dismal note. On December 28, 2016, Lori James announced the closing of her company, All Romance eBooks on December 31, 2016. The fourth quarter settlement she's willing to give publishers/self-published authors is laughable. I immediately pulled all the titles I have control over off her storefront. (How can you lose money on just a digital storefront?) It looks like the prophecy is coming true. Amazon is the only viable game in town.

Now to recap the year that was - 2016.

January
Scramble mode. With Amber Quill closing on March 30, I had ninety days to improve my Photoshop skills and get covers made. Then my mother had surgery and my world really went to hell. 

January 22 also brought us the Blizzard of 2016. On January 23, my county had its fourth highest twenty-four-hour snowfall since records have been kept - 21.4 inches. Everything took a backseat to keeping our 975-foot long lane passable. 

February
In 2015, I had contacted several Labrador Retriever breeders in Maryland, West Virginia, and Pennsylvania. Remarkably, the one a mere ten miles from my home finally emailed with the news she had a litter, and did I want to come select a pup? I broke every speed limit getting there. Did I choose Deuce or did he choose me? I don't know or care. If I survive the extended puppyhood Labs have, he'll be a great dog. 

Work continued on SABRE, as did making covers to self-publish the back list.

March
Amber Quill closed on March 30. On March 31, Fly By Night went live. Fly By Night had been under contract but never released. I've often wondered why AQP even issued a contract on FBN. 

We brought Greenbrier Smokey Deuce home on March 14. I'd like to be able to say I kept working, but I think I spent at least two weeks spending every moment with the puppy so he'd bond with me. What was I thinking???? I now have two shadows. 

April
The first batch of books was republished, including Double Deuce, Deuce of Diamonds, Ace Deuce Trey, and Circle of Steel. I was thrilled to get the ball rolling. 

In year's past, I enjoyed participating in the annual A to Z Blogging Challenge. In 2016, not so much. I made the decision this would be the last year. 

Bored, Stroked, and Blueprinted was re-released through Loose Id. I was with LI many years ago. My experience with the editorial staff wasn't positive, then or now.  It's like dealing with a used car salesman. It's "upper management" this, and "upper management" that. If one's editor is being micro-managed then you are being micro-managed multiplied. Just admit it - big mistake. 

May
SABRE was released in May. Confession time - I saw this guy and had to write a story for him. I rifled through the ideas folder and realized he was perfect for a "secret agent" idea. The downside of this tale is I wanted to do a SABRE series. That got put on hold when I had to shift gears and indie publish the backlist.  

SABRE reached No. 7 on the All Romance eBooks bestseller list. I was thrilled! Then I realized I'd never checked to see how Fly By Night did on the list. Live and learn. 

My spring vacation was spent playing with Deuce and not writing. Priorities, you know. 

June
With a good portion of the backlist republished, I finally got to work on the plan to revisit Marionville with The Right Brew. 

July
The Right Brew was released and immediately hit the All Romance eBook bestseller list! It really gave me a much-needed mental and emotional boost. 

August
This month found me still re-publishing backlist items and lazing in the pool. Things were busy at the day job as everyone filled in for others to cover for vacations. I picked and pecked at my ideas folder to flesh out character bios for the next Marionville book, and got Where There's Smoke underway. 

September
What's not to like about a month that starts with a week off from the day job? Yes, I finally got my turn and I only used four vacation days. Waiting until last gives me Labor Day as part of the vacation. It also gave me the opportunity to do a lot of work on Where There's Smoke. 

Then I tossed a new paranormal into the mix. It's a shapeshifter, but it's not part of the Sundown saga.

October
Where There's Smoke was released on the 22nd and immediately climbed the ARE bestseller list to #5. Deuce posed for his first book cover. He's a twitchy little doggie model. Extremely difficult to work with. And he demanded food after every shot. In the end, he did give me what I needed. What's male for diva? Divo? He is one.

I also started on the next Marionville story. The character of Kory was introduced in WTS and savvy readers will pick out the crossover scene between Leon (Smoke's dad) and Kory. 

November
With my mother in an Alzheimer's care facility, my personal life is in a time of transition.  As the holiday season approached, I was tempted to throw my hands in the air and run away from home.

As the month progressed, so did work on Kory's story. I decided on a title, made a cover, and did the template for a page at my website. I got Undeniable formatted and then decided, with the holiday season upon me, to wait until the new year to release anything else.  

December
I will admit it. December isn't my favorite time of year. The weather turned cold. Work continued in the realm of Marionville - when I worked. The day job had me pulling my hair out, and I breathed in something that sent me into fits of coughing that lingered for days. After I recovered from whatever airborne spore laid me low, I did some good writing. I just wish it had all been on the same story! (I spread it around in December.)

And so we've arrived at the eve of the new year. My beloved and I have no great plans to celebrate. We'll ring in 2017 quietly - or as quietly as Deuce will allow. I suspect we'll select a favorite movie, settle in front of the television, and do our best to stay awake until midnight. With or without us, 2017 will arrive. 

As always, to those who follow along here at Between the Keys I wish you health, happiness, peace in your heart, and great joy in the New Year. 

KC Kendricks
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Friday, December 30, 2016

All Romance eBooks closing December 31, 2016

December 30, 2016

With Lori James of All Romance eBooks closing her company in a HUGE breach of contract, not to mention trust, good faith, and obviously some not-so-special business practices, lots of incredible information is coming to light. 

For the interested, of which I am one because she's stealing money from me, below are some links to articles by people who know a lot more about it than me. 

I wonder how many more blows the industry can absorb and remain viable. Every remaining ebook publisher will be impacted by this. Thousands and thousands of dollars will not be going to authors, and publishers, by this breach of faith. 

KC

Celina Summers on Blog Critics - very detailed
http://blogcritics.org/publisher-all-romance-ebooks-closing-hits-new-low-in-stealing-from-authors/

Smart Bitches Trashy Books 
http://smartbitchestrashybooks.com/2016/12/romance-closing-effective-12312016/

Karen Knows Best
http://karenknowsbest.com/2016/12/28/all-romance-ebooks-is-closing/

Mark O Randazza - a bit off topic but I found it both enlightening and wildly funny
randazza.wordpress.com/2014/11/04/i-declare-confidentiality/

Romance Writers of America (RWA) - typical response of words that mean very little
www.rwa.org/p/bl/et/blogid=20&blogaid=1721

As of yet, Writer Beware hasn't weighed in. I trust what Victoria Strauss posts so I'm curious to see what she says. Check her out any day for insightful information. 
http://accrispin.blogspot.com/


Be sure to read the comments section at these blogs. They contain additional information from varied authors. 

I'm betting Lori James and Co. certainly do have "a path forward" all mapped out, all of it on other people's money. Remember that phrase - "a path forward." I think it says it all about Lori James. Some of you will know exactly what I mean.    

KC


Saturday, December 24, 2016

Christmas Eve with the eleven month old (pup, that is)

December 24, 2016

It's long been a tradition of mine to bundle up against the December chill and take a walk through the woods to the old pond. With very few exceptions, my companions on these walks have been four-footed, not two. My human partner in life suffers from a nerve neuropathy and walking causes him pain. Last year, I walked alone having lost my beloved Jett in May.

This year is different. Deuce is my constant companion and he loves walking in the woods more than I do. Being young, he covers the ground with long strides, ranging far from the path following scent. His joy at being out and free is evident in his expressive eyes. And I find joy in watching him run and explore.

Our walks begin with a few Frisbee tosses because he loves his Frisbee. It also burns off the first rush of excitement. Then we take just a few minutes to review leash etiquette. I think this important in case we meet others walking in the state park. Duece needs to come to me quickly and be well-behaved so he doesn't make a nuisance of himself until we can continue in private. He also discourages interaction with strangers.

Time was only the locals walked in "my" woods. I miss those days. City folk come to the state park and get lost in the woods because they don't stick to the marked trails. I know where I'm going. These folks end up in my front yard with no idea where they are or which direction takes them back into the park to find their car so they can bolt back to the safety of some city. But I digress...

Today our walk is in jeopardy. I woke to the sound of rain on the bedroom window. When I stepped outside with Deuce (so he could do what a dog needs to do first thing in the morning) I discovered it's a cold, driving rain with a brisk wind. A light mist I think we could bundle up against, but not this. This is a bone-chilling, damp cold. Deuce's thick fur won't protect his paws from the wet, near-frozen ground.

Perhaps later in the day, the clouds will move on and we'll get to go on our walk. Perhaps not. It may turn out to be a good day to finally do website updates while doing some laundry. I also need to send short thank you notes for a few Christmas gifts I received from work-related contacts, those gifts being more about what I do professionally than me personally and therefore requiring a note.

Whichever path the weather puts me on will be fine. Deuce and I can walk or spend the day lounging in my study. I can play one of his doggie DVDs to keep him entertained while I work on the website. Either way, sometime today, rain or no rain, two strip steaks and a hamburger pattie will hit the grill. After that, the three of us, myself, the spousal unit, and the young dog will likely spend a quiet evening watching old Christmas movies. 

As for our walk in the woods, there's always tomorrow or the day after. I'll make sure the young dog gets a good run. Maybe he'll feel the spirits of Callahan and Jett walking with us. I know I will. 

Merry Christmas Eve to you and yours. May you spend the day doing the things you love to do.

KC