K.C. Kendricks's Blog, page 115
April 4, 2011
The Challenge of Commitment
April 4, 2011
A to Z Blogging Challenge
Day 3 - C
When I signed up to do the A to Z Blog Challenge, I knew it meant dealing with that dreaded C-word: Commitment.
Webster defines commitment as: an act of committing to a charge or trust; an agreement or pledge to do something in the future; something pledged; the state or an instance of being obligated.
Heavy stuff, commitment, and something to be taken seriously by all those who by spoken word or action practice it. People depend on you when you make a commitment to them. They trust you and they make decisions based on that trust. But I think the most important aspect of commitment has to do with something more. Something inside us.
These days, it seems easy for folks to say 'yes' to doing [fill in the blank] and then not follow through. Most of life isn't rocket science, so what's the harm, right? So what if you tell your BFF you'll go with them to [fill in the blank] and you stand him/her up on the night of the event? They love you and will forgive you, right?
Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Do they have the strength of commitment needed to love you as the flawed human being you are? If you aren't equally committed to them, you might be in for a surprise.
And the Internet doesn't always advance your cause. It's far too easy to give a cyber-yes to something because cyberspace deals in the anonymous, especially in the world of romance fiction. But you're kidding yourself if you think no one past those you made the commitment to will know you ignored your pledge. People have long memories, yes, but most importantly you'll remember you duffed on your commitment, and if you're any kind of decent human being you'll have to ask yourself if that's the kind of person you want to be.
Commitment is scary. It's for grown ups. When you can truly commit, it's a sign of maturity. Who the hell wants to be MATURE?? You do.
You want to know that when you say you'll do something, you mean it. You'll do it. You owe it to yourself to follow through on your word. Yeah, sure, it makes people look at you in a very favorable light when you make good on your commitment, but more importantly, it allows you to see yourself that way, too.
And that's the whole point of acting like a grown up and embracing commitment. How do you want to see yourself? Who do you want to be inside?
Just so you know, I struggle with commitments every darn day of my life. Saying "yes" is so easy but it can get me into trouble. I hate to say "no" to my loved ones, to the people I work with, to people I know in the publishing world.
It wasn't easy but I learned how to be mature and say "no" when it's called for. And sometimes it IS called for. It's far more appropriate to say "no" than to let down the people I've made a commitment to when I can't follow through.
And you know what? I think they respect me even more for having the courage to set boundaries on those things I commit to and to sometimes say "no." Setting boundaries can be a very loving thing to do.
The journey to a better me hasn't always been easy. It's frequently a challenge, but I'm committed to my own evolution as a human being. And that's the most important commitment I've ever made.
A to Z Blogging Challenge
Day 3 - C
When I signed up to do the A to Z Blog Challenge, I knew it meant dealing with that dreaded C-word: Commitment.
Webster defines commitment as: an act of committing to a charge or trust; an agreement or pledge to do something in the future; something pledged; the state or an instance of being obligated.
Heavy stuff, commitment, and something to be taken seriously by all those who by spoken word or action practice it. People depend on you when you make a commitment to them. They trust you and they make decisions based on that trust. But I think the most important aspect of commitment has to do with something more. Something inside us.
These days, it seems easy for folks to say 'yes' to doing [fill in the blank] and then not follow through. Most of life isn't rocket science, so what's the harm, right? So what if you tell your BFF you'll go with them to [fill in the blank] and you stand him/her up on the night of the event? They love you and will forgive you, right?
Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Do they have the strength of commitment needed to love you as the flawed human being you are? If you aren't equally committed to them, you might be in for a surprise.
And the Internet doesn't always advance your cause. It's far too easy to give a cyber-yes to something because cyberspace deals in the anonymous, especially in the world of romance fiction. But you're kidding yourself if you think no one past those you made the commitment to will know you ignored your pledge. People have long memories, yes, but most importantly you'll remember you duffed on your commitment, and if you're any kind of decent human being you'll have to ask yourself if that's the kind of person you want to be.
Commitment is scary. It's for grown ups. When you can truly commit, it's a sign of maturity. Who the hell wants to be MATURE?? You do.
You want to know that when you say you'll do something, you mean it. You'll do it. You owe it to yourself to follow through on your word. Yeah, sure, it makes people look at you in a very favorable light when you make good on your commitment, but more importantly, it allows you to see yourself that way, too.
And that's the whole point of acting like a grown up and embracing commitment. How do you want to see yourself? Who do you want to be inside?
Just so you know, I struggle with commitments every darn day of my life. Saying "yes" is so easy but it can get me into trouble. I hate to say "no" to my loved ones, to the people I work with, to people I know in the publishing world.
It wasn't easy but I learned how to be mature and say "no" when it's called for. And sometimes it IS called for. It's far more appropriate to say "no" than to let down the people I've made a commitment to when I can't follow through.
And you know what? I think they respect me even more for having the courage to set boundaries on those things I commit to and to sometimes say "no." Setting boundaries can be a very loving thing to do.
The journey to a better me hasn't always been easy. It's frequently a challenge, but I'm committed to my own evolution as a human being. And that's the most important commitment I've ever made.
April 2, 2011
Take the Back Stairs - you'll find what you need there Beneath Dark Stars
April 2, 2011
A to Z Blogging Challenge
Day 2 - B
Every so often a writer feels the need to stretch a bit. Step out of the comfort zone. Do something fun. Writing is a unique job. First, it's a calling to put to use a talent that comes from beyond oneself. Second, if you go at it professionally, it quickly becomes a manner of self-employment. Here in the States, when they pay you, the IRS demands its cut.
Sometimes when you scamper off to have writing fun, the readers don't follow. I'm very fortunate to be able to report that you, my loyal readers, definitely followed when I started the Sundown shapeshifter series. I thank you!
Sundown is a different sort of shapeshifter. Alien. Non-human. Actually, his entire clan is here among us. And among his clan, he is unique. Their only catalyst, and vital to the survival of his species.
He lives in the city. As wolf, which he certainly can become, he'd be noticed. No, when he wants to go boldly about in a non-human appearance, he wears a different skin. And he's a bit of a prankster. Just ask his lover's best friend, the one with the Bigfoot obsession. Sasquatch has come to town, or so it appears from the strange footprints, but Sundown knows the truth of whose feet have been where doing what.
Yes, I enjoy writing Sundown. I wasn't sure about creating a different kind of shapeshifter, but I knew I couldn't do the whole "big moment shape shift." I didn't want to do it. So many others do such a good job with that, what could I add? So I went...different.
Here are the blurbs and links to excerpts for The Back Stairs (book one) and Beneath Dark Stars (the sequel).
See you again tomorrow for the letter C.
THE BACK STAIRS
available now at
http://www.amberquill.com/AmberAllure/BackStairs.htmlGay romance with a paranormal shift
Fallon Roxbury has a nose for trouble, and the uncanny ability for landing in the middle of it the moment he finds it. While investigating the gruesome murder of a young male prostitute in the red-light district, Fallon gets a whiff of something very strange. Forensics has unidentified hairs. Very unidentified hairs, like nothing in any of the textbooks. Following a tip from a person of interest, Fallon meets Sundown, an apparent hustler who knows a lot more than he will admit.
Getting personally involved with Sundown breaks every rule in the police manual, and in Fallon's own personal code. Sundown is like a drug, and Fallon can't stop at just one hit. When Sundown is forced to reveal the truth, Fallon's world is turned upside down, and he's left with only two options: check himself in for psychiatric evaluation, or accept a new reality with a strange shift.
Shapeshifters, that is.
BENEATH DARK STARS
Gay romance with a paranormal shift
available now at
http://www.amberquill.com/AmberAllure/BeneathDarkStars.html
The sequel to Amber Allure's Best Seller The Back Stairs...
Fallon Roxbury, seasoned detective and special police consultant, knows that appearances can be deceiving. Trained to gather the clues and arrive at logical conclusions, he fits the puzzle pieces of a situation together to find the truth. But there's nothing reasonable in Fallon's attraction to the sexy, secretive shapeshifter called Sundown.
Sundown has studied people all his life. Having his very own human male is all he ever wanted. In Fallon, he's found a man he can trust with his secrets and reveal his true nature. Keeping Fallon happy is a joyful exercise into which Sundown puts his heart and soul—when he's not teasing Fallon's police partner by leaving strange footprints at crime scenes, that is.
Fallon's new case ties into an old one. At a dead end, he knows it's time to ask Sundown for a little help. With his special abilities, Sundown can get into places Fallon can't. All Fallon has to do is figure out a way to prove what he already knows. But what's a cop to do when the truth takes a shift that's stranger than fiction?
KC Kendricks
Visit my website at: http://www.kckendricks.com
Follow me on Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/kckendricks
Join my mailing list at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/betweenthekeys
Read my personal blog: http://www.kckendricks.blogspot.com
Check out the MySpace page: http://www.myspace.com/kckendricks
A to Z Blogging Challenge
Day 2 - B
Every so often a writer feels the need to stretch a bit. Step out of the comfort zone. Do something fun. Writing is a unique job. First, it's a calling to put to use a talent that comes from beyond oneself. Second, if you go at it professionally, it quickly becomes a manner of self-employment. Here in the States, when they pay you, the IRS demands its cut.
Sometimes when you scamper off to have writing fun, the readers don't follow. I'm very fortunate to be able to report that you, my loyal readers, definitely followed when I started the Sundown shapeshifter series. I thank you!
Sundown is a different sort of shapeshifter. Alien. Non-human. Actually, his entire clan is here among us. And among his clan, he is unique. Their only catalyst, and vital to the survival of his species.
He lives in the city. As wolf, which he certainly can become, he'd be noticed. No, when he wants to go boldly about in a non-human appearance, he wears a different skin. And he's a bit of a prankster. Just ask his lover's best friend, the one with the Bigfoot obsession. Sasquatch has come to town, or so it appears from the strange footprints, but Sundown knows the truth of whose feet have been where doing what.
Yes, I enjoy writing Sundown. I wasn't sure about creating a different kind of shapeshifter, but I knew I couldn't do the whole "big moment shape shift." I didn't want to do it. So many others do such a good job with that, what could I add? So I went...different.
Here are the blurbs and links to excerpts for The Back Stairs (book one) and Beneath Dark Stars (the sequel).
See you again tomorrow for the letter C.
THE BACK STAIRS
available now at
http://www.amberquill.com/AmberAllure/BackStairs.htmlGay romance with a paranormal shift
Fallon Roxbury has a nose for trouble, and the uncanny ability for landing in the middle of it the moment he finds it. While investigating the gruesome murder of a young male prostitute in the red-light district, Fallon gets a whiff of something very strange. Forensics has unidentified hairs. Very unidentified hairs, like nothing in any of the textbooks. Following a tip from a person of interest, Fallon meets Sundown, an apparent hustler who knows a lot more than he will admit.
Getting personally involved with Sundown breaks every rule in the police manual, and in Fallon's own personal code. Sundown is like a drug, and Fallon can't stop at just one hit. When Sundown is forced to reveal the truth, Fallon's world is turned upside down, and he's left with only two options: check himself in for psychiatric evaluation, or accept a new reality with a strange shift.
Shapeshifters, that is.
BENEATH DARK STARS
Gay romance with a paranormal shift
available now at
http://www.amberquill.com/AmberAllure/BeneathDarkStars.html
The sequel to Amber Allure's Best Seller The Back Stairs...
Fallon Roxbury, seasoned detective and special police consultant, knows that appearances can be deceiving. Trained to gather the clues and arrive at logical conclusions, he fits the puzzle pieces of a situation together to find the truth. But there's nothing reasonable in Fallon's attraction to the sexy, secretive shapeshifter called Sundown.
Sundown has studied people all his life. Having his very own human male is all he ever wanted. In Fallon, he's found a man he can trust with his secrets and reveal his true nature. Keeping Fallon happy is a joyful exercise into which Sundown puts his heart and soul—when he's not teasing Fallon's police partner by leaving strange footprints at crime scenes, that is.
Fallon's new case ties into an old one. At a dead end, he knows it's time to ask Sundown for a little help. With his special abilities, Sundown can get into places Fallon can't. All Fallon has to do is figure out a way to prove what he already knows. But what's a cop to do when the truth takes a shift that's stranger than fiction?
KC Kendricks
Visit my website at: http://www.kckendricks.com
Follow me on Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/kckendricks
Join my mailing list at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/betweenthekeys
Read my personal blog: http://www.kckendricks.blogspot.com
Check out the MySpace page: http://www.myspace.com/kckendricks
April 1, 2011
A Hard Habit to Break - the Book
April 1, 2011
A to Z Blogging Challenge
Day 1 - A
Most writers set up a personal blog to promote his/her work, and as a way to reach the reader on a more personal level. Publishers have blogs, forums, chat lists, etc., but each publisher has strict rules regarding those venues. A personal blog affords the author the freedom express themselves from A to Z.
I'm kicking off the A to Z Blogging Challenge month with a promo. You'll see a few of those during the month of April. Approximately one-fourth of the entries will be promo, which means you get seventy-five percent personal stuff. Not a bad mix from where I sit.
So here we go! As I head out the door to finish out the work week, I leave you with something from A Hard Habit to Break to warm this chilly spring morning. Read yesterday's blog for a little more about why I blog. Have a great day! - KC
A HARD HABIT TO BREAK
Available now at Amber Allure (part of the Marionville collection)
http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/HardHabitToBreak.html
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 being second best.
EXCERPT
"How much time do you need? A day? A week? How much time have we already wasted? I don't need more time. I need you."
My knees went weak as gooseflesh shivered across by backside. My cock hardened, eager to lead me to mistakes I knew I'd never regret. Travis' arms tightened around me as he drew me to him. His hoarse voice was low in my ear as his erection pressed to mine. Soft lips caressed my neck and left me unable to think, or breathe, or believe.
"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. I was aroused, but infused with a great calmness. 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.
His lips were on my cheek, soft and seeking. I turned my head, and his mouth found mine, suddenly hot and searing. I licked his lips and they opened, his tongue stroking into mine with barely leashed hunger. My ass collided with the edge of the counter as his pelvis arced into mine. Back and forth, we tasted and tested, leading only to relinquish control so we could seize it again.
My body ached with need, my cock full and pounding in tandem with my heart. I'd never let a man have me—I'd always topped—but now I wanted to do something different. Something more, that I would only ever give him. I slipped my hand between us and slowly pulled down his zipper. Travis shifted his weight and the next thing I knew, I was on the floor beneath him, and we both went a little wild.
None of my fantasies had prepared me for the reality of finally touching him. I fought his efforts to get his T-shirt off, wanting the same thing. I had to give up and let him do it, then his hands were against my skin. My shirt sailed over my head, and we were bare chest to bare chest.
The tiles were cool under my sweating back. I wanted to wrap my fingers around his erection, stroke his shaft and feel the silky foreskin glide over his glans. I'd always envied him that he was intact and wondered just what I was missing without a foreskin. I yanked at the snap on his jeans and it gave way as his hand pushed my pants and underwear off my hip.
Freed of the constraining denim, my cock rose into his warm hand. His breath was warm on my skin an instant before his teeth scraped my nipple. A wet swipe of his tongue soothed the spot, then he suckled at me, pulling a long, low moan from my very soul. He wiggled his hips, and his cock finally sprang free of his jeans and into my hand.
A HARD HABIT TO BREAK
ISBN 978-1-60272-671-0
Available now at http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/HardHabitToBreak.html
This title is also available as part of FROM THIS MOMENT ON, a five-story PAX available only at Amber Allure. http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/AP_...
KC Kendricks
Visit my website at: http://www.kckendricks.com
Follow me on Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/kckendricks
Join my mailing list at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/betweenthekeys
Read my personal blog: http://www.kckendricks.blogspot.com
Check out the MySpace page: http://www.myspace.com/kckendricks
A to Z Blogging Challenge
Day 1 - A
Most writers set up a personal blog to promote his/her work, and as a way to reach the reader on a more personal level. Publishers have blogs, forums, chat lists, etc., but each publisher has strict rules regarding those venues. A personal blog affords the author the freedom express themselves from A to Z.
I'm kicking off the A to Z Blogging Challenge month with a promo. You'll see a few of those during the month of April. Approximately one-fourth of the entries will be promo, which means you get seventy-five percent personal stuff. Not a bad mix from where I sit.
So here we go! As I head out the door to finish out the work week, I leave you with something from A Hard Habit to Break to warm this chilly spring morning. Read yesterday's blog for a little more about why I blog. Have a great day! - KC
A HARD HABIT TO BREAK
Available now at Amber Allure (part of the Marionville collection)
http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/HardHabitToBreak.html
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 being second best.
EXCERPT
"How much time do you need? A day? A week? How much time have we already wasted? I don't need more time. I need you."
My knees went weak as gooseflesh shivered across by backside. My cock hardened, eager to lead me to mistakes I knew I'd never regret. Travis' arms tightened around me as he drew me to him. His hoarse voice was low in my ear as his erection pressed to mine. Soft lips caressed my neck and left me unable to think, or breathe, or believe.
"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. I was aroused, but infused with a great calmness. 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.
His lips were on my cheek, soft and seeking. I turned my head, and his mouth found mine, suddenly hot and searing. I licked his lips and they opened, his tongue stroking into mine with barely leashed hunger. My ass collided with the edge of the counter as his pelvis arced into mine. Back and forth, we tasted and tested, leading only to relinquish control so we could seize it again.
My body ached with need, my cock full and pounding in tandem with my heart. I'd never let a man have me—I'd always topped—but now I wanted to do something different. Something more, that I would only ever give him. I slipped my hand between us and slowly pulled down his zipper. Travis shifted his weight and the next thing I knew, I was on the floor beneath him, and we both went a little wild.
None of my fantasies had prepared me for the reality of finally touching him. I fought his efforts to get his T-shirt off, wanting the same thing. I had to give up and let him do it, then his hands were against my skin. My shirt sailed over my head, and we were bare chest to bare chest.
The tiles were cool under my sweating back. I wanted to wrap my fingers around his erection, stroke his shaft and feel the silky foreskin glide over his glans. I'd always envied him that he was intact and wondered just what I was missing without a foreskin. I yanked at the snap on his jeans and it gave way as his hand pushed my pants and underwear off my hip.
Freed of the constraining denim, my cock rose into his warm hand. His breath was warm on my skin an instant before his teeth scraped my nipple. A wet swipe of his tongue soothed the spot, then he suckled at me, pulling a long, low moan from my very soul. He wiggled his hips, and his cock finally sprang free of his jeans and into my hand.
A HARD HABIT TO BREAK
ISBN 978-1-60272-671-0
Available now at http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/HardHabitToBreak.html
This title is also available as part of FROM THIS MOMENT ON, a five-story PAX available only at Amber Allure. http://amberquill.com/AmberAllure/AP_...
KC Kendricks
Visit my website at: http://www.kckendricks.com
Follow me on Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/kckendricks
Join my mailing list at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/betweenthekeys
Read my personal blog: http://www.kckendricks.blogspot.com
Check out the MySpace page: http://www.myspace.com/kckendricks
March 31, 2011
A Hard Habit to Break - Blogging
These days, blogging would be a hard habit to break. I've come to enjoy it, so much so that I signed up for the April 2011 A-Z Blog Event. Every day in April, except for Sundays, I'll post an entry here at Between the Keys starting with the letter 'A' and ending on April 30th, with the letter 'Z'.
I have a list, and a neat-o calendar you can scroll down to see. I hope to cover myriad subjects, and not just boring promo (but you know there will be some promo!). I hope you'll stop by and read, and click on the little A-Z blogging button and check out some other great blogs such as Melissa's Imaginarium. I'm kicking off event with a bit about how I came to blogging.
And now a little history…
As it happened in the Wayback Time, so many years ago it defies the memory of a woman of a certain age, I resisted blogging. It's true. I didn't want to fool with blogging. Writing kept me busy. When would I find time to blog? What the heck would I blog about?
We were all younger in the Wayback Time, and more foolish. A writer friend started a blog and asked me for an opinion of her first entry, and that, as they say, was that. If she could write about her dog, so could I since my dog is infinitely smarter, handsomer, and better behaved than any other dog ever. I moseyed over to Live Journal and signed up. It didn't go well.
I didn't take to blogging. There was no 'like a duck to water' moment for me. I felt so incredibly stupid, and foolish, telling the world how I came to writing that words fail me. I vowed I was done and the best thing to do was delete the blog. The only thing was, I couldn't figure out how to delete a blog! So I sloughed ahead, and you know what? It got easier. And here I am. Blogging A-Z. Life is good.
I hope you'll stick with me this month. See you tomorrow with A Hard Habit to Break - The Book.
KC
I have a list, and a neat-o calendar you can scroll down to see. I hope to cover myriad subjects, and not just boring promo (but you know there will be some promo!). I hope you'll stop by and read, and click on the little A-Z blogging button and check out some other great blogs such as Melissa's Imaginarium. I'm kicking off event with a bit about how I came to blogging.
And now a little history…
As it happened in the Wayback Time, so many years ago it defies the memory of a woman of a certain age, I resisted blogging. It's true. I didn't want to fool with blogging. Writing kept me busy. When would I find time to blog? What the heck would I blog about?
We were all younger in the Wayback Time, and more foolish. A writer friend started a blog and asked me for an opinion of her first entry, and that, as they say, was that. If she could write about her dog, so could I since my dog is infinitely smarter, handsomer, and better behaved than any other dog ever. I moseyed over to Live Journal and signed up. It didn't go well.
I didn't take to blogging. There was no 'like a duck to water' moment for me. I felt so incredibly stupid, and foolish, telling the world how I came to writing that words fail me. I vowed I was done and the best thing to do was delete the blog. The only thing was, I couldn't figure out how to delete a blog! So I sloughed ahead, and you know what? It got easier. And here I am. Blogging A-Z. Life is good.
I hope you'll stick with me this month. See you tomorrow with A Hard Habit to Break - The Book.
KC
March 28, 2011
Gearing Up for the A-Z Blogging Challenge
March 28, 2011
In just a few days, the A to Z Bloggging Challenge for 2011 will begin. I'm ready. I've got my ideas plotted, the middle fleshed out, and I know where it ends.
Now the real challenge begins. REMEMBERING to post the blog every darn day.
KC
In just a few days, the A to Z Bloggging Challenge for 2011 will begin. I'm ready. I've got my ideas plotted, the middle fleshed out, and I know where it ends.
Now the real challenge begins. REMEMBERING to post the blog every darn day.
KC
