Saturday, July 4, 2015

Bored, Stroked and Blueprinted - celebrating American muscle

July 4, 2015

Happy Independence Day! July 4th means different things to folks but most Americans do stop and remember the significance of the day. I've been known to have a thing or two to say about it here

Being Saturday, it's also time to celebrate all things romance with the My Sexy Saturday blog hop. This is MSS #99 - quite an accomplishment. Kudos to organizer Lynn Crain for her dedication to all of us who participate. 

Few things speak to me the way the American Muscle Car does. Yes, I put that in caps. It's a breed all it's own. So for Independence Day I'm throwing in a classic American - a 1969 Camaro - along with two sexy guys. Here are seven sexy paragraphs from Bored, Stroked and Blueprinted. 

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Logan leaned toward me as his right hand slid behind me to grasp the back of my neck. Surprise snapped through me followed by a jolt of electricity as his soft lips touched mine in the sweetest kiss I’d ever been given. Logan didn’t press or seek to arouse me. It was so much more. That careful kiss was a greeting and a question wrapped up in a quiet, unassuming intention to get closer to me. I fought against the rush of blood into my groin, pulled away and looked into his dark gaze. I didn’t want to turn into a horny fool and scare him off.

“Wow, Logan.” I swallowed, desperate to ease my dry throat. “I mean, that was…a surprise. I liked it.”

“Me, too.” He licked his lips. “What’s the first thing we need to do to the car?”

“Um, a detailed evaluation. I, um, have a form I use.” I straightened and frowned at him.


“You’re sort of, um, stammering. It’s interesting.” Logan leaned toward me again, and my brain lost some higher functions. I leaned in and kissed him.

His response was swift. He cupped the back of my neck again and thrust his tongue past my lips. My cock filled in a throbbing, wonderful rush as the pulse beat in my ears deafened me. I sucked in a quick breath laden with the scent of his skin.

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Available now at Amber Quill Press.

About Bored, Stroked and Blueprinted: 

As a boy, Mick Ambrose fell in love with cars. Now he owns and operates an auto restoration shop specializing in all things American Muscle. When the black 1969 Camaro Z/28 he years ago dubbed Onyx pulls into his garage, Mick forgets his first love in favor of her driver, Logan Gregg. Mick’s interested and cruises Logan at a speed worthy of the car he drives.

Logan Gregg’s plan to avoid entanglements in his life drives away when he stops at American Muscle to ask a few questions about restoring the Z/28 he inherited from his uncle. The owner of the shop is smooth as a well-tuned V-8 engine and twice as hot. Logan is quick to shift gears and take a closer look at Mick Ambrose and the road ahead. When Mick wants to get too close, too fast, Logan backs off. His past holds painful memories he can’t escape and the tattoos on his arms aren’t just for decoration.

Working on the Z/28 brings the men closer, but Mick makes a mistake when he confesses his knowledge of the past Logan wants to keep buried. Mick knows a man has to settle his past to step into his future, but Logan’s unconvinced. To slay his personal demon, he’ll first have to look it in the eye. 

KC Kendricks

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Friday, July 3, 2015

A Fine Foggy Morning

July 3, 2015

It's a fine foggy morning in my corner of the world. Being the start of a four-day weekend, I'm not surprised. To make the best use of the weather, we're setting fire to a brush pile later this morning. Mother Nature provides no shortage of tree limbs for our little fires. It's up to us to burn wisely, that being when the ground is damp and there's no wind to speak of. 

The ground here is most certainly damp. This June just past has been quite the rainy season. The annuals in my big pots have loved it, but notice the pool in the background? I've been in the pool exactly THREE times. 

Yes, yes, I'm well aware the average temperature in my location for June hovers around 72F. I know this because of local meteorologists keeping records for over a century. ( Anyway, with all the talk of global warming, I expected better pool temps. Apparently I'm not the only one who's wrong on that. Ten years ago the average temperature for June in my neck of the woods was 73.4F. This year, with global warming, it was 72.6F. I should have gotten a pool thirty years ago and saved the planet. 

Yes, my sarcasm is showing and that usually happens only at the day job. My apologies. 

To remedy the cool-and-not-in-a-good-way pool temps, we've purchased a solar heating mat. Cost about $25 at that big online monster we all have a love/hate relationship with. My plan for the morning was to hop out of bed and install that puppy asap in hopes of the water in the pool warming to a nice 88F by this afternoon. 

But it's a fine foggy morning here. I think I've time to take a cup of coffee to the patio and enjoy the quiet first. Fire and water can wait. 


A Conversation Between Writers - Let it Roll!

July 3, 2015

I finished writing that book I told you about. Now I'm free.... free to go to Biloxi, MS to gamble the middle of next month and squander money I should spend elsewhere. - Brenda Williamson

Gambling is good! I won $2 on the Powerball and said "let it roll..." I hope you hit big :) - KC Kendricks

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

IWSG: Write the Story You Want to Tell

July 1, 2015

The Insecure Writer’s Support Group

I must confess the Insecure Writer's Support Group has had me perplexed for a while. Author Melissa Bradley mentioned this on her blog several years ago and I’ve lurked around the edges and read the IWSG posts from time-to-time. I finally decided to hop on the train, at least for the remainder of 2015, and see if I have any pearls of wisdom for other writers.

Insecurity is not unique to writers. We all own our fair share whether we like it or not. Personally, I get annoyed with myself when I feel insecure for no good reason. I’ve lived long enough to know there will always, and I mean ALWAYS, be someone smarter, prettier, wittier, thinner, more talented, richer and more successful than me.

There will always be those less successful, less talented, chubbier, uglier, dumber, poorer and who are severely lacking of a sense of humor, too. And no, I don’t get cocky over that fact and use it to pump myself up. That would be tacky.

I think it’s important for every writer to remember what it was that called them to write. That “something” that continues to call them to write even when discouraged or insecure. An old adage states you should write for yourself first because you’re your first reader. I can’t begin tell you how true that is.

The best stories I’ve written were for me and not for a deadline or in hopes of a decent review. In fact, I think most of those stories written to a deadline didn’t turn out all that well, but that’s fodder for another blog.

So here’s my pearl of wisdom for my first IWSG post: Write to please yourself.

Write the story you want to write and don’t worry about anything else until you’ve told it just the way you want to tell it. All the other stuff - proofreading, editing, publishing - it all comes after you write the story, so do the first thing first.

KC Kendricks

Monday, June 29, 2015

"...not what I expected."

June 29, 2015

I'm a five-time survivor of the A to Z Blogging Challenge. No mean feat, that, let me tell you. It takes a lot of planning (and even more planning) to organize a month's worth of posts in alphabetical order and get them out on time. It's a huge investment in time, something I always seem to lack. The old adage of "write something every day" predates blogging but the advice still holds true. The A to Z cuts into my real writing time. 

While comments overall seemed to be down this year, I received one I want to share. It's attached to Z is for Zen, which of course is the last post of the month. 

"I must admit after the warning about the content on the way into your blog, your posts where such a relief! I'm not sure exactly what I was expecting but it was a lot worse than romance novels! I really enjoyed your posts. I enjoyed reading a little about what your books are about but I loved the fact you also included other things so it didn't feel like it was just an ad for your books. Congratulations on finishing the challenge. Zen was the perfect end to it!"

This comment really made my day in a big way. I'm glad Between the Keys is not what she expected! To be candid, it's never been quite what I expected, either. I started the blog for promotional purposes but it's morphed into so much more. 

Another writing adage says today's writer must interact with the reader. Love to! I work forty-five hours a week. I have a household to run. My husband is disabled by nerve damage caused by chemotherapy. I write. Now, just what do I let slide to accomplish this interaction? Answer: nothing. And so I blog. 

It's a simple comment but it says a lot. It says I connected to someone. And that makes all the effort of maintaining Between the Keys, of taking time out to blog, to do the work to participate in the A to Z - it makes it all worth it. 

So go say something nice on someone's blog today. You may never know the exact manner in which it will happen, but rest assured, you will touch someone's life. 

KC Kendricks

Saturday, June 27, 2015

No One But You by KC Kendricks

June 27, 2015

"No one but you." Who doesn't love to hear those words whispered in their ear?  

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday #98! We're talking about sexy men today and Levi and Stacy are one of my very best sexy couples. Their story began in Shining Victory from Stacy's point of view and continues in No One But You from Levi's point of view. I've always wanted to go back and tell the next part of their story once again from Stacy's viewpoint. I should put that on my To Do List! 

Here are seven paragraphs from No One But You. Enjoy! 

I raised my hands skyward and rolled my eyes. “God save me. He thinks you’re cute, too. I told him you’re hung like a horse and the whole thing is mine. Now don’t force me to have to snip off both your dicks.”

“Ouch.” He laughed softly. The old, cocky Stacy grinned. “He’s watching. You gonna kiss me?”

I backed him against the pickup, thigh-to-thigh and pelvis-to-pelvis. My cock started to swell. The man always had that effect on me. “You’re too eager, Stacy James.”

“You’ve got some nerve, calling me eager.”

My mouth slanted across his. Stacy’s lips opened; his tongue licked into mine. I pressed closer, wanting to crawl inside his skin with him. He relaxed in my arms, and my hips surged forward. Stacy broke off the kiss, his hands steady on my ribs.

“Whoa, lover. Last night not enough to hold you over?”

“I never get enough of you. I keep telling you that.”


Available now at Amber Allure and other fine online booksellers

More about No One But You:

Lovers Stacy James and Levi Wright keep their relationship hot and spicy by enjoying the little things in life. Levi welcomes Stacy home from a business trip by delighting his partner with a quick trick in the men’s room of a local pool hall.  An offhand comment by a stranger cools Stacy’s ardor, and sets in motion a chain reaction that rocks the very foundation of Levi’s world. He’s never cheated on Stacy, but Stacy has sudden doubts. 

On his own, Levi is tested in his discoveries – about Stacy, their relationship, and about the kind of man he wants to be. One thing he knows for certain. He’s not losing Stacy over a careless whisper that isn’t true, but will the only man he’ll ever love forgive his angry words?

Stacy made the worst mistake of his life telling his lover to find another place to sleep. Levi might be younger, but he’s a man, with a man’s pride. Stacy draws on all his experience to walk a road full of detours and pitfalls to meet Levi halfway, and bring him home. Because for Stacy, there’s no one but Levi.

KC Kendricks

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Friday, June 26, 2015

ACBW - Can't waste steak

June 26, 2015

Went to the meat market today to do some freezer stocking so I got two NY strips while I was there. The first thing Ron did was trip and drop them on the patio concrete. I scrubbed them and I bet they'll taste like dish soap, but we figured grill and see. How’s life? - KC Kendricks
Yum, steak off the ground. I've washed plenty of things off that I've dropped. Doing good, busy as hell. Still working on twenty projects at once. Had a yard sale this past Saturday, made $200 and then went and bought groceries. Needless to say the store got all my money. - Brenda Williamson

Friday, June 19, 2015

A Conversation Between Writers - Going Indie

June 19, 2015 I decided...I'm going to format my m/m story for Kindle. No backing out. I spent all morning playing with photos trying to decide on a simple, easy cover. Of course nothing is simple and certainly not cheap. But the cover is the first thing they see, then the title, then the blurb, and then they buy and are stuck with everything inside :-) I had almost decided on a mountain scene and then I saw this guy's face and thought - yum. So I bought a handsome man...well at least the right to use his face. Now if that isn't commitment I don't know what is.  Now I HAVE to get the story ready. -Brenda Williamson
That is a really good cover. It's simple and it's HOT. And where exactly did you find that guy? Are you going to try and get some of your self-pubbed into print, too. Indie publishing, here I come. - KC Kendricks

Available now: Hey, Joe by KC Kendricks

Saturday, June 13, 2015

The Ghost Makes Three on this My Sexy Saturday

June 13, 2014

New release! The Ghost Makes Three is now available at Amber Allure. The Ghost Makes Three is the sequel to The Ghost Wore Denim. It's a joint project with Christiane France. It's kinda cool making up our own ghostly rules as we go along.

So this week for the My Sexy Saturday blob hop, I'm featuring seven sexy paragraphs from The Ghost Makes Three. This is a short exchange between Michael and Robin where they negotiate Robin's tendency to sneak into the bedroom to watch. (Don't make me explain what he watches!)



“I hear you.” He laughed and backed away. “You’re such a silly boy. In case you haven’t noticed I already am. Dead that is.”

I laughed in spite of myself. He was right. Robin was a ghost and I couldn’t force him to do anything.

“Okay, Robin. You win. I can’t prevent you from spying on Colin and me. All I can do is beg you to be discreet.” I approached him, stopping when we were toe-to-toe. “And absolutely no spying on the guests. Deal?”

For a moment he looked a bit pouty, but then he nodded.

“Shall we shake on it?”

I rolled my eyes. “Right. You don’t have a hand I can grasp.”

“Then what did I just touch you with?”


THE GHOST MAKES THREE by KC Kendricks and Christiane France
Available now at Amber Allure

About the book:

Michael Brooks’ life took an unexpected direction when he found the Taylor mansion, a two-story Colonial perfect for a Bed & Breakfast. An untenured college professor, he suddenly became a successful entrepreneur. And best of all, he met sexy deputy Colin Jefferson and they hit it off in a big way. He’s even made friends with a ghost.

Deputy Colin Jefferson is dedicated to his career and to making a life with Michael. Serving the community he loves, he’s well aware of the stories that tell of the Taylor mansion being haunted. Now he’s living there with Michael and Colin knows the stories are true. There’s a ghost with a penchant for wearing denim lurking in his bedroom.

How the ghost came to live in at the B& B is a mystery Michael and Colin need to solve. It’s the only way for their resident spirit to find eternal rest. Until then, the ghost makes three.

Friday, June 12, 2015

A Conversation Between Writers - Another cover story

June 12, 2015

Writers obsess about covers. Brenda and I are learning to make our own. It's been a lot of fun.

Another Cover Story

I think orange with a brown-ish undertone always works. I, too, am very tired of blue on my covers but I'm just the author. I'm glad I'm learning the self-pubbing because I really think it's going to be more and more important in the future. -KC Kendricks

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I didn't know orange was hot, but I was happy to see it wasn't blue or red, I have too many of those already. The cover is okay. Part naked man usually works.- Brenda Williamson

Sunday, June 7, 2015

The Ghost Makes Three - now available

June 7, 2015

Now available at Amber Allure - The Ghost Makes Three.

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Michael Brooks’ life took an unexpected direction when he found the Taylor mansion, a two-story Colonial perfect for a Bed & Breakfast. An untenured college professor, he suddenly became a successful entrepreneur. And best of all, he met sexy deputy Colin Jefferson and they hit it off in a big way. He’s even made friends with a ghost.

Deputy Colin Jefferson is dedicated to his career and to making a life with Michael. Serving the community he loves, he’s well aware of the stories that tell of the Taylor mansion being haunted. Now he’s living there with Michael and Colin knows the stories are true. There’s a ghost with a penchant for wearing denim lurking in his bedroom.

How the ghost came to live in at the B&B is a mystery Michael and Colin need to solve. It’s the only way for their resident spirit to find eternal rest. Until then, the ghost makes three. 


An excerpt:

The door opened and Colin came in carrying a small tray. “Who were you talking to?”
I hoped I didn’t look guilty as I flopped down onto the bed. I had to stop fibbing to my lover every time Robin was around.
“I was muttering to my pants. They kept falling off the hanger.”
Colin handed me a shot glass full of a dark amber liquid. He lifted his glass, tapped it against the rim of mine and with a quick flick of his wrist downed the contents. I echoed his action. The whiskey burned all the way down and after it hit bottom the heat rapidly spread through my entire body. Colin ran his index finger from the tip of my leaking cock to my aching balls.
“Now. What to do about this?”
“Anything. Something. I’ve been having a hard time trying to ignore it until you get naked and crawl into bed.”
I patted the spot beside me. His response was slip off his belt along with his holster and service revolver and hang them on a special hook in the closet. The one in the far corner, behind his shirts and out of sight. I idly stroked myself until I realized Robin was watching.
Drat him. How was I going to sneak up here in the middle of the day and masturbate with the ghost watching? Outsmarting him was going to take some serious planning.
Colin tossed his uniform in the basket the laundry service provided and stepped into the bathroom. I heard the shower come on. My heart rate kicked up a notch. Not long now. He always took a quick rinse before he came to me after being on duty – quick being the important thing. I glanced over at Robin.
He was now sitting with his arms wrapped around his knees, a satisfied grin on his face and looking entirely too human for my personal comfort. God, I hoped I could forget he was there. What if my erection faded and I couldn’t finish the job?
Fucking hell! What if I couldn’t even begin the job?
I wished I hadn’t had that thought. If it became a self-fulfilling prophecy, Colin would think he did something wrong and I’d have to let him or… Absolutely not. No way. There was no way in hell I could tell him that my failure was due to Robin’s presence in the room. He’d go ballistic for sure. Even worse, he’d probably leave and never come back.
I heard the shower cut off and in less than a minute a damp and clammy Colin joined me in the bed. I switched off the lamp and patted his belly. He covered my hand with his.
“I’m glad I’m here with you, Michael. I don’t mean to worry you by seeming distant or distracted. It’s just—”
"I get it, Colin. I really do. Your job is rewarding, but stressful.” I eased our joined hands down to his groin. “What you need is a little stress relief.”
He chuckled softly. With a quick, controlled motion he rolled and pinned me to the bed. His mouth took mine in a searing kiss that sent me soaring for several wonderful moments. Colin kissed my neck. His voice was rough in my ear.
“I need you, Michael. I want to feel you move inside me…”

The Ghost Makes Three
Now available at Amber Allure

Read how Michael and Colin met the ghost in The Ghost Wore Denim, available at Amber Allure.

Saturday, June 6, 2015

This kind of education

June 6, 2015

This kind of education is worth every cent. - from Paradise Cafe by Arc Angels

No, my recent education wasn't worth every cent. It was valuable, but way too expensive. I will be years reckoning with the cost. To what do I refer? My recent spring vacation. 

I've got a serious problem lurking over my shoulder. I picture it grinning in secret glee. 

My spring vacations have been a source of joy for many years. Last year I was positively manic during the week. This year, looking back on the week just past, I've got some hard questions to answer. Is this merely a bump on road or something serious? To what extent am I going to allow it to affect my plans? What can I do now?

You see, the man of the house has been retired for many years. Please understand it's not been wine and roses for him. A kidney transplant followed by two rounds of cancer caused him to enter his post-employment phase. It wasn't something he chose. The damage done by disease and treatment is irrevocable. He'll never be strong and able again. It's a frustrating situation for both of us. 

My vacation was a definite intrusion into his time and space. I get it. I really do. He's used to having his days to himself to do whatever the hell he wants to do, which is usually not much. I was home and I wanted to do things he did not. And so my education began. 

It's up to me to decide where I go from here. I'm unwilling to change my retirement plans to accommodate his reluctance to lose the solitude to which he's accustomed. That is to say, I'm unwilling to continue to work past the point when I can afford to retire and write full time. And so he must begin to adjust his thinking, too. How much noise does one make when writing? Just the clicking of the keyboard. I like quiet, too. Perhaps it's my presence he finds objectionable. See the problem?

There's a saying that I find very apropos for today. "If it is to be, it is up to me." That's pretty straightforward. I shoulder the responsibility for my happiness both for today and for all tomorrows. 

If it is to be, it is up to me.   

Friday, June 5, 2015

ACBW - Writers Gotta Eat

June 5, 2015

Today I diet. Going good so far. For breakfast I ate two scrambled eggs & drank 6oz of V8. Then I sat down to write. When I looked at the clock it was 1:30. Yay, I'm writing again! Took break to pack up jewels for shipping and eat lunch and check email. Now I'll go write some more. Actually, trying to read through the rest of this story to see how it ends before I write more into it and find I have a bunch of facts to fix. - BrendaWilliamson

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Diet... I did so/so today. We went to Bob Evans instead of cooking. I got the Wildfire Chicken salad so I DID have green stuff. It could have been worse. Far, far worse....  - KC Kendricks

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

We're saying no to the home improvement center

June 2, 2015

Every year I indulge in a lengthy spring vacation. Memorial Day is a holiday so it makes sense to me to use that as a way to stretch out some time off. This year I added two extras days just because I could. 

This year, I should have just said no to a vacation. It's not like I really had one. For the first time in my life I'm not feeling depressed about going back to work tomorrow. What happened? you ask.  Oh, where to begin....

My beloved has a few physical limitations that have caused him to fall getting into and out of a bathtub. To remedy this, we decided to install a walk-in shower unit. We're pretty handy around the house, and I'm physically able and strong plus pretty good with tools, so we figured it was an easy two or possibly three day job. Take the tub out, put the shower in. 


First off I paid LOWE'S HOME IMPROVEMENT to deliver the shower unit. I paid them $75.00 American. We opened the box containing the back wall of the shower and discovered they delivered a DAMAGED product. I called Lowe's and explained it was damaged and we needed a new one delivered immediately. I explained I live in a one bathroom house, my husband is partially disabled, and we couldn't bathe. In a nutshell, LOWE'S REPLIED TOO BAD MY TOUGH LUCK.  They had another unit in the store but they wouldn't deliver it until the day after tomorrow, between 6 and 8 PM. We know they had another unit because we went to look. 

And they refused to correct their mistake for two days? 

Say what? 

I guess our days of spending money at Lowe's are over. Western Maryland has a lot of other home improvement centers. Why, there's a new outfit setting up shop in the old Lowe's building on Maryland Avenue in Hagerstown. Have to check that out. 

The shower is now installed and working but not without more difficulties. It's made by Kohler, a respected name, but don't let that fool you, either. The dimensions were a solid one-half inch off. This required "modifications." 

In the interim, I was able to wash in the sink and dunk my head under the kitchen sink faucet to wash my hair. My husband was not so fortunate. He can't bend like that. 

I'm trying to tell myself it's okay because it all worked out. My husband can now step into the shower and sit down. The risk of injury has greatly decreased. Heck, I like using his little chair to sit and shave my legs. Yea! A silver lining. 

But the fact of the matter is it's not okay with me that store employees are so callous to and about people with physical challenges. These people proved the saying, "conform or be cast out" and then went one worse. 

They simply didn't care. 

Monday, June 1, 2015

The Ghost Makes Three - coming soon

June 1, 2015

So a guy buys a house and it has a resident ghost....

This is what I love about romance fiction. It's freakin' fun, baby! You can give a guy a career, a new house, the man of his dreams AND a resident ghost - and everyone is happy! Well, the ghost is a little unhappy he's a ghost, but he's not making a big fuss about it. 

Spooky ghost stories? Not my thing. A ghost with his own ideas about sex? I can dig it.

The Ghost Makes Three by KC Kendricks and Christiane France.

Look for it the weekend of June 6 (or 7), 2015, at Amber Allure. 
(It all depends when the powers that be a AQP push the button to make it live. 

An excerpt is up on my website (please forgive the mess, I'm working on it).