Showing posts with label cop fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cop fiction. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

K is for Keep a Log (and Kentucky 98 Proof)

Day 11
April 13, 2016

2016 A to Z Blogging Challenge
It’s All About Time

Thanks for stopping by Between the Keys in the 2016 A to Z Blogging Challenge. We’re up to the letter K and Keep a Log.

This is the SIXTH year I’ve participated in the challenge, and this year I’m focusing on how I manage my time.

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I keep an activity log. It’s a simple spreadsheet, but I it’s a vital tool for this writer.

My spreadsheet has a workbook for each year, but you may prefer separate spreadsheets. There's no right or wrong. It's about what works for you.

On mine, the book titles go across the top in row 1, and dates go down the side in column A. Whenever there’s something to record - first clicks, updated work count, book submitted, contract, edits, cover, release date, review - it gets added in the column for that book. (That doesn’t mean I have 365 rows on each workbook. I only record word count every few days if that’s all I have to track.)

This way, I don’t need to waste time searching through file folders to find dates for anything. I've kept a log and it’s all on the spreadsheet.

And it feels pretty darn good to view my writing history, too.


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K is for Kentucky 98 Proof
Available now at Amazon
www.amazon.com/Kentucky-98-Proof-KC-Kendricks-ebook/dp/B01E7JEXJ8

(I confess. This is one of my favorite stories.)

KENTUCKY 98 PROOF

Victor Carter knows his grandfather only from a handful of black and white photographs, so his surprise when the man’s will is read is genuine. What’s he going to do with seventy acres on the side of a Kentucky mountain? More importantly, how’s he going to survive living there for a year to satisfy the conditions of the will so he can sell the property? Even worse, it’s not like the hills of Kentucky are teeming with gay companionship.

Boone Mosely is Kentucky born and bred with a proud family heritage he can trace back to his home state’s founding. Following in his uncle’s footsteps, Boone’s in his second term as sheriff of Four Points. He takes the job seriously and doesn’t suffer fools - or crime - in his town.

When city slicker Victor Carter arrives on Shepherd Mountain, Boone knows he’s got a whole new brand of trouble to deal with. And this time, the badge isn’t going to help him at all.

For an excerpt and buy links for Kentucky 98 Proof, please the webpage listed below. 



KC Kendricks

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Saturday, August 9, 2014

Tango in the Night by KC Kendricks (#MSS54)

August 9, 2014
**Updated 4/2/21 - the My Sexy Saturday blog hop has been closed.**

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday #54. Hot August is here and it's time to heat up the sheets even more. In my hometown if you talk about the tango in the night you're talking about sex, not a song by a rock group although I do like the song. So here are seven sexy paragraphs from one of my favorite stories (if the author is allowed to admit that), Tango in the Night. Enjoy!

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Ellis’ gaze locked with mine. I knew that interested look, having been on the receiving end of it often enough in my life. It was nice to know I could still turn a head. He reached out and trailed his fingertips down my arm. “You want some help feeling young again, Jubal?”
I hated to disappoint him. He was a nice looking man, and I couldn’t deny my curiosity about him. But…I rebuffed him as gently as I knew how. “Not with a co-worker, Ellis, even a handsome stud like you.”
Ellis didn’t blink. His chin lifted the slightest bit as those blue eyes saw straight through my act. A warm little glow sparked to life in my belly. I knew by the way he pressed his full, sexy lips together he knew. We stood there staring at each, the air between us sparking with a strange blue lightning. He tried, but he couldn’t keep the corner of his mouth from quirking up in a little smile.
“If you change your mind, Jubal, just say so.”
I nodded. Ellis pushed off from the counter and walked towards the door, the wide vees on the pockets of his jeans showing off his swagger to good advantage. I had one more thing I had to say to him. “Ellis?”
He stopped and turned around. “Yeah?”
“Nice ass.”
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Here's a bit about Tango in the Night:


Jubal Graham is back on the job after a shooter took the life of his long-time partner, and sent him into a coma followed by months of rehab. Determined to have justice, Jubal is focused on finding a killer, not a new romantic entanglement. Ellis Banks, with his smoldering blue eyes and denim-clad swagger is a distraction Jubal can’t afford – or ignore. 

Ellis Banks came to Philadelphia to bust a drug operation; one that connects to the same case agency legend Kentuckian Jubal Graham is working. Ellis finds himself drawn to Jubal, but Jubal holds him off. Sure that Jubal is interested, even though Jubal wears his slain lover’s ring, Ellis mounts a determined siege.

Jubal’s surprise at having a suitor develops into a growing affection for Ellis, one clouded with old fears. Fate ripped one lover from his arms, and now Ellis is in the line of fire. Jubal’s courage can protect Ellis, but is it powerful enough to love him?

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 KC Kendricks

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