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November 22, 2014
The Calm Before the Storm
November 22, 2014
As I begin this entry, it's 6:08 AM and quiet. Well, if you can ignore my old dog's dreaming, that is. His feet are making little rustling noises on the rug as he runs fast and free, something he can no longer do when awake.
Come Thursday, which is Thanksgiving here in the States, the mad rush to 2015 begins. Come Thursday, the world seems to shift on its axis as people descend into seasonal madness. I'll add my fair share of lunatic energy into the universe, have no fear. But first I want to enjoy the blissful calm before the storm.
For many, many years I worked with the most hateful, spiteful, jealous little man you can imagine. Part of his problem was that he wasn't actually my boss and he bitterly resented my successes within the company. He had to do his job before I could do mine. He gave me information and I compiled and reported it in various ways. Sounds simple, doesn't it? It should have been. Do the work on Monday and Tuesday and coast for the rest of the week. It IS simple enough but the man lacked proper focus so I spent years scrambling to complete reports, etc. What he really focused on was being an ass. THAT he was good at.
Praise God and a good pension plan he's gone from my work week.
These days I'm dealing with young blood. As a Baby Boomer I'm reading all I can about Millennials. This guy never puts his laptop down. He's connected. But let's put aside the fact he turns white if the wi-fi goes down....
This youngster knows how to work. With the days relentlessly marching toward Thanksgiving, I mentioned we could actually double down on a few things and coast through the short week and he seized upon the idea. He stormed his job like Grant took Richmond and the due conclusion of this part of the story is that next week will be a breeze. The work is done. I'm closing the office at noon on Wednesday.
So here I am early on the Saturday before Turkey Day. No headache. No pain in my stomach or ulcers in my mouth from stomach acid. No weight sitting on my chest making it difficult to breathe. It's the weekend before the start of the holiday season and I'm actually looking forward to enjoying the days off.
Maybe I've finally reached the place in my life when it's not the calm BEFORE the storm. Maybe this time in my life will prove to be the calm AFTER the storm. That would be nice.
KC
http://www.kckendricks.com
As I begin this entry, it's 6:08 AM and quiet. Well, if you can ignore my old dog's dreaming, that is. His feet are making little rustling noises on the rug as he runs fast and free, something he can no longer do when awake.
Come Thursday, which is Thanksgiving here in the States, the mad rush to 2015 begins. Come Thursday, the world seems to shift on its axis as people descend into seasonal madness. I'll add my fair share of lunatic energy into the universe, have no fear. But first I want to enjoy the blissful calm before the storm.
For many, many years I worked with the most hateful, spiteful, jealous little man you can imagine. Part of his problem was that he wasn't actually my boss and he bitterly resented my successes within the company. He had to do his job before I could do mine. He gave me information and I compiled and reported it in various ways. Sounds simple, doesn't it? It should have been. Do the work on Monday and Tuesday and coast for the rest of the week. It IS simple enough but the man lacked proper focus so I spent years scrambling to complete reports, etc. What he really focused on was being an ass. THAT he was good at.
Praise God and a good pension plan he's gone from my work week.
These days I'm dealing with young blood. As a Baby Boomer I'm reading all I can about Millennials. This guy never puts his laptop down. He's connected. But let's put aside the fact he turns white if the wi-fi goes down....
This youngster knows how to work. With the days relentlessly marching toward Thanksgiving, I mentioned we could actually double down on a few things and coast through the short week and he seized upon the idea. He stormed his job like Grant took Richmond and the due conclusion of this part of the story is that next week will be a breeze. The work is done. I'm closing the office at noon on Wednesday.
So here I am early on the Saturday before Turkey Day. No headache. No pain in my stomach or ulcers in my mouth from stomach acid. No weight sitting on my chest making it difficult to breathe. It's the weekend before the start of the holiday season and I'm actually looking forward to enjoying the days off.
Maybe I've finally reached the place in my life when it's not the calm BEFORE the storm. Maybe this time in my life will prove to be the calm AFTER the storm. That would be nice.
KC
http://www.kckendricks.com
November 17, 2014
11-17-70
November 17, 2014It happened forty-four years ago today.
11-17-70.
Recorded live at A&R Recording Studios, New York, NY, on November 17, 1970 for a live radio broadcast on WABC-FM.
Bootlegged at least a million times.
No one has laid down the soundtrack to my life the way Elton has. I don't have one of those bootlegs but I do have the album on vinyl. And you know what? It still sounds great.
My favorite track?
"Take Me To The Pilot"
If you feel that it's real I'm on trial And I'm here in your prison Like a coin in your mint I am dented and I'm spent with high treason
Through a glass eye your throne Is the one danger zone Take me to the pilot for control Take me to the pilot of your soul
Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger
Take me to the pilot Lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot I am but a stranger
Well I know he's not old And I'm told he's a virgin For he may be she But what I'm told is never for certain
November 14, 2014
Desert Snow - KC Kendricks -
November 15, 2014
Welcome to Saturday and the My Sexy Saturday Blog Hop! With the weather here on the east coast turning the corner towards winter, I'm thinking about warmer climes.
Here are seven sexy paragraphs from Desert Snow for today's My Sexy Saturday. Was I really thinking about snow? Nope. I was thinking the white party and all the guys dressed in white, each unique as snowflakes. (It made really good sense a the time!) Enjoy!
= = = = = = =
Annoyance surged through me and crystallized how I felt about having some fun with Haydn. I gave him a nudge to move him sideways so we could bypass the line.
“Sorry, big fella. This one is all mine tonight.”
Haydn froze and shot me a surprised look. “Really?”
“Yeah. Really. C’mon. Start walking.” I slipped my arm around his waist to propel him forward. He balked.
“Wait a sec.” He fished around in his pocket and pulled out the wad of slips with names and numbers on it. With the mangled mess came a crumpled dollar bill. Haydn handed the entire fistful of paper to the guy in line. “You can have these. Keep the change.”
There was general laughter from those paying attention to our conversation as the guy grabbed Haydn and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips. I grinned and clapped with everyone else, but I’d just as soon yanked Haydn out of the guy’s clutches, then smacked the dude for trying to jump my claim.
Fun. It was all in fun. Every man here was at the White Party—heavy on the party.
= = = = = = =
Desert Snow - available now at Amber Allure.
For more information and to read an excerpt, please visit
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/1664-Desert-Snow.aspx
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
www.twitter.com/kckendricks
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Welcome to Saturday and the My Sexy Saturday Blog Hop! With the weather here on the east coast turning the corner towards winter, I'm thinking about warmer climes.
Here are seven sexy paragraphs from Desert Snow for today's My Sexy Saturday. Was I really thinking about snow? Nope. I was thinking the white party and all the guys dressed in white, each unique as snowflakes. (It made really good sense a the time!) Enjoy!
= = = = = = =
Annoyance surged through me and crystallized how I felt about having some fun with Haydn. I gave him a nudge to move him sideways so we could bypass the line.
“Sorry, big fella. This one is all mine tonight.”
Haydn froze and shot me a surprised look. “Really?”
“Yeah. Really. C’mon. Start walking.” I slipped my arm around his waist to propel him forward. He balked.
“Wait a sec.” He fished around in his pocket and pulled out the wad of slips with names and numbers on it. With the mangled mess came a crumpled dollar bill. Haydn handed the entire fistful of paper to the guy in line. “You can have these. Keep the change.”
There was general laughter from those paying attention to our conversation as the guy grabbed Haydn and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips. I grinned and clapped with everyone else, but I’d just as soon yanked Haydn out of the guy’s clutches, then smacked the dude for trying to jump my claim.
Fun. It was all in fun. Every man here was at the White Party—heavy on the party.
= = = = = = =
Desert Snow - available now at Amber Allure.
For more information and to read an excerpt, please visit
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/1664-Desert-Snow.aspx
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
www.twitter.com/kckendricks
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November 13, 2014
Cover reveal time for Ace, Deuce, Trey by KC Kendricks
November 13, 2014
Coming in December 2014 - Ace, Deuce, Trey.
The third installment in Ian Coulter's Amethyst Cove series.
Love, love, love the colors!
More info at my website at http://www.kckendricks.com/AceDeuceTrey.html .
Ian Coulter is juggling his relationship with his lover Rick, a new assistant, a movie star client, and a drag queen with a mission, but when a con man messes with a friend, Ian's on the case.
November 7, 2014
Legacy
November 8, 2014
This date marks the anniversary of my father's death. I've written about this day before. If you've lost a beloved parent you recognize your life is suddenly divided in two - the before and the after. I've lived longer in the after than the before and, for me, the time before is marked by halcyon days.
I don't remember who took this old snapshot of us at the wedding of one of my cousins. I was a bridesmaid, which pleased me greatly. My mother made all the bridesmaid dresses, too. Dad wasn't big on having his picture taken but he did it for me. How could we know in a few short years he'd be gone?
Had he survived the cancer, Dad would be 85 this year. I can't begin to picture what he might look like. For me he is forever young, frozen in the few precious snapshots I have of him. He left me a legacy of love and lessons of what makes a real man, all freely given. He helped shape the person I am today and I'm proud to be part of his legacy.
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
This date marks the anniversary of my father's death. I've written about this day before. If you've lost a beloved parent you recognize your life is suddenly divided in two - the before and the after. I've lived longer in the after than the before and, for me, the time before is marked by halcyon days. I don't remember who took this old snapshot of us at the wedding of one of my cousins. I was a bridesmaid, which pleased me greatly. My mother made all the bridesmaid dresses, too. Dad wasn't big on having his picture taken but he did it for me. How could we know in a few short years he'd be gone?
Had he survived the cancer, Dad would be 85 this year. I can't begin to picture what he might look like. For me he is forever young, frozen in the few precious snapshots I have of him. He left me a legacy of love and lessons of what makes a real man, all freely given. He helped shape the person I am today and I'm proud to be part of his legacy.
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
November 1, 2014
Autumn breaks
November 1, 2014It's hard to image it being the first of November already. I find the wisdom of my elders to be painfully true. The older I get the faster the days go by. It seems like only a blink of the eye since the biting cold of last January. But it is November and lovely autumn's days have reached the breaking point. It's a quick slide into winter from here.
There's an old song by Al Stewart with a line that sticks in my mind about "in a country where they turn back time." Tonight most of us in the States set our clocks back an hour. Do we really gain anything? Of course not. The length of each day is unchanged.
Now it will be dark when I leave home in the morning and dark when I arrive back home. I do not see this as advantageous when it will trap me inside except for an all too brief lunch break. Retirement, anyone?
My countdown clock now sits at 1,580 days. Aren't those little phone apps fun?! Will the date ever move forward? I hope so. I'm diligently saving my pennies in anticipation of becoming a full-time writer and the lady of my "manor." At the same time I'm leaving myself open to all possibilities. Maybe just being able to leave the workforce when I choose is what I'm really looking forward to. That day will be a game changer in so many ways. But I digress...
This morning we (the spousal unit and myself) hopped in the pickup and took an accumulated load of scrap metal to the scrapper. I'm happy to have the "crap" removed from the darkest corner of the shed and I'm sure those family members who took advantage of the opportunity to toss a few things in on the load were happy not to have to deal with it themselves. We decided to take the scenic route to our destination and it's obvious that in just a few days the trees will be bare. I used to mourn the passing of autumn but I've learned even bleak winter holds beauty.
And so enough musing for today. I have a few chores to finish, a chapter to finish writing, and a bottle of wine chilling. Long about dark we're taking our glasses to the den and spending an hour or so enjoying the warmth of a fire in the wood stove. We'll call it practice for the colder evenings ahead. They will surely come.
KC
http://www.kckendricks.com
October 27, 2014
Bad kitty!
October 27, 2014
I do like cats. They're fascinating creatures. A cat sleeping in a sunny window is somehow pleasing to the eye and spirit. But there's another side to felis catus we need to remember.
It says sooooooo much.
KC
I do like cats. They're fascinating creatures. A cat sleeping in a sunny window is somehow pleasing to the eye and spirit. But there's another side to felis catus we need to remember.
It says sooooooo much.
KC
October 24, 2014
Deuce of Diamonds (An Amethyst Cove novel) #MSS65
October 25, 2014
This is NOT any recipe I'm going try!
Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn and caldron bubble.Fillet of a fenny snake,In the caldron boil and bake;Eye of newt and toe of frog,Wool of bat and tongue of dog,Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,For a charm of powerful trouble,Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn and caldron bubble.Cool it with a baboon's blood,Then the charm is firm and good.
Welcome to the My Sexy Saturday before All Hallow's Eve. I enjoyed Halloween when I was younger. It was fun to dress up and run amok in the neighborhood. Here I am, all grown up, and while I appreciate the creativity of my neighbor's displays, I feel no urge to join them in decorating.
This week My Sexy Saturday is all about things that go bump in the night. Hmmmm. My favorite bump in the night is when two hot bodies go bump and the resulting screams are orgasmic. So special for My Sexy Saturday and that bump in the night, here's seven sexy paragraphs from Deuce of Diamonds, book two in the Ian Coulter's Amethyst Cove series. Enjoy!= = = = = = =
“Show me now.” He fisted his hands at my waist, yanked my shirt over my head, and tossed it aside. I shucked the robe off his shoulders and a moment later, his stiff dick filled my hand. I dropped to my knees and took it in my mouth before I even stroked its velvety skin. I remembered his scent, his taste, and it was like coming home.
Rick thrust his hips forward as his fingers fisted in my hair when I swiped my tongue around the rim of his cock. I caressed the back of his pelted thighs and cupped his ass to keep him still so I could work, not stopping until his body gave up the first salty drop. I released him and got to my feet, pushing him backward to the bed. His knees collided with the edge of the mattress and he tumbled to his back. I stripped my jeans off and kicked them aside.
I straddled his hips as the last rays of the sun lit his green eyes and made them glow from within. His roaming hands sent goosebumps skittering over my ass as they skimmed the inside of my thighs. I must have had an odd look on my face because he questioned me.
“What now, Ian?”
I wanted to tell him so many things, but after we made love would be better. I’d have more blood in my brain then, and so would he. I trailed the tip of my index finger along his beautiful, rosy red, eight-inch rod and watched it move slightly under my light touch.
“When we met, my first thought was how I’d like to give your pretty eyes a long look at my bedroom ceiling, and hey, here we are.”
He laughed as he rose up and grabbed me. We rolled to the center of the bed, safe from an unexpected encounter with the floor. Chests pressed, legs entwined, we held each other for a restless moment. I was eager to sink into him, to finally claim him as mine. = = = = = = =
Deuce of Diamonds is available at the Amber Allure imprint of Amber Quill Press.
About Deuce of Diamonds:
Private investigator Ian Coulter has a knack for finding trouble even when he’s minding his own business. Ian’s in the midst of a routine weekly job for movie star client Saylor Blackwood when the man confides he thinks he has a fan turned stalker. Ian stays close to Saylor to observe the people around him and gets an unwelcome shock when FBI agent Rick Mohr contacts him.
Rick Mohr has a problem. Ian’s name just popped up on an FBI watch list. Rick knows it’s guilt by association where Ian is concerned, but what about Blackwood? Rick won’t allow Ian to get dragged into the mix when he’s not involved. For Ian he’ll break whatever confidentiality rule necessary.
It doesn’t take long for Ian and Rick to join forces to clear Ian’s name and get to the bottom of out what’s going on in Amethyst Cove. On or off the case, together is how they work best.
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
This is NOT any recipe I'm going try!
Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn and caldron bubble.Fillet of a fenny snake,In the caldron boil and bake;Eye of newt and toe of frog,Wool of bat and tongue of dog,Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,For a charm of powerful trouble,Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn and caldron bubble.Cool it with a baboon's blood,Then the charm is firm and good.
Welcome to the My Sexy Saturday before All Hallow's Eve. I enjoyed Halloween when I was younger. It was fun to dress up and run amok in the neighborhood. Here I am, all grown up, and while I appreciate the creativity of my neighbor's displays, I feel no urge to join them in decorating.
This week My Sexy Saturday is all about things that go bump in the night. Hmmmm. My favorite bump in the night is when two hot bodies go bump and the resulting screams are orgasmic. So special for My Sexy Saturday and that bump in the night, here's seven sexy paragraphs from Deuce of Diamonds, book two in the Ian Coulter's Amethyst Cove series. Enjoy!= = = = = = =
“Show me now.” He fisted his hands at my waist, yanked my shirt over my head, and tossed it aside. I shucked the robe off his shoulders and a moment later, his stiff dick filled my hand. I dropped to my knees and took it in my mouth before I even stroked its velvety skin. I remembered his scent, his taste, and it was like coming home.
Rick thrust his hips forward as his fingers fisted in my hair when I swiped my tongue around the rim of his cock. I caressed the back of his pelted thighs and cupped his ass to keep him still so I could work, not stopping until his body gave up the first salty drop. I released him and got to my feet, pushing him backward to the bed. His knees collided with the edge of the mattress and he tumbled to his back. I stripped my jeans off and kicked them aside.
I straddled his hips as the last rays of the sun lit his green eyes and made them glow from within. His roaming hands sent goosebumps skittering over my ass as they skimmed the inside of my thighs. I must have had an odd look on my face because he questioned me.
“What now, Ian?”
I wanted to tell him so many things, but after we made love would be better. I’d have more blood in my brain then, and so would he. I trailed the tip of my index finger along his beautiful, rosy red, eight-inch rod and watched it move slightly under my light touch.
“When we met, my first thought was how I’d like to give your pretty eyes a long look at my bedroom ceiling, and hey, here we are.”
He laughed as he rose up and grabbed me. We rolled to the center of the bed, safe from an unexpected encounter with the floor. Chests pressed, legs entwined, we held each other for a restless moment. I was eager to sink into him, to finally claim him as mine. = = = = = = =
Deuce of Diamonds is available at the Amber Allure imprint of Amber Quill Press.
About Deuce of Diamonds:
Private investigator Ian Coulter has a knack for finding trouble even when he’s minding his own business. Ian’s in the midst of a routine weekly job for movie star client Saylor Blackwood when the man confides he thinks he has a fan turned stalker. Ian stays close to Saylor to observe the people around him and gets an unwelcome shock when FBI agent Rick Mohr contacts him.
Rick Mohr has a problem. Ian’s name just popped up on an FBI watch list. Rick knows it’s guilt by association where Ian is concerned, but what about Blackwood? Rick won’t allow Ian to get dragged into the mix when he’s not involved. For Ian he’ll break whatever confidentiality rule necessary.
It doesn’t take long for Ian and Rick to join forces to clear Ian’s name and get to the bottom of out what’s going on in Amethyst Cove. On or off the case, together is how they work best.
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
October 21, 2014
Big sale. BIG. SALE.
October 21, 2014
Big sale. October 21-28, 2014.
I just got an email from the head guru at Amber Allure that my number has come up in the weekly sales events Amber Quill Press is currently running. It works for me!
Now is your chance to get my entire ebook backlist at a total of 50% off if you purchase at the Amber Allure website. And that's ONLY at the Amber Allure site.
This sale is only on digital downloads. That's a total discount of 50% off each KC Kendricks book.
Go have fun!
You can check out the entire list at http://www.amberquill.com/store/m/174-KC-Kendricks.aspx or at http://www.kckendricks.com/KCKendricks_bookshelf.html .
Two caveats - this sale does NOT include my new book co-authored with Christiane France. Gotta be fair to Chris, you know. This sales does NOT include any of the paperbacks.
Now seriously. You only have between October 21 and 28, 2014 to get an overall 50% discount on my Amber Allure backlist. Go have fun loading your reader!
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
Big sale. October 21-28, 2014.
I just got an email from the head guru at Amber Allure that my number has come up in the weekly sales events Amber Quill Press is currently running. It works for me!
Now is your chance to get my entire ebook backlist at a total of 50% off if you purchase at the Amber Allure website. And that's ONLY at the Amber Allure site.
This sale is only on digital downloads. That's a total discount of 50% off each KC Kendricks book.
Go have fun!
You can check out the entire list at http://www.amberquill.com/store/m/174-KC-Kendricks.aspx or at http://www.kckendricks.com/KCKendricks_bookshelf.html .
Two caveats - this sale does NOT include my new book co-authored with Christiane France. Gotta be fair to Chris, you know. This sales does NOT include any of the paperbacks.
Now seriously. You only have between October 21 and 28, 2014 to get an overall 50% discount on my Amber Allure backlist. Go have fun loading your reader!
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
October 19, 2014
Stat curious
October 19, 2014
Being up early this morning you'd think I'd be writing, but not today. I'm avoiding the process and contemplating going back to bed. Sleep would be more productive than looking at my blog stats which tell me...what?
Aside from the fact that people actually do read my blog - THANK YOU!!! - the stats don't mean a lot to me. I simply find it curious that most of the people hitting my blog use Firefox and Windows. I figure it's a pretty good slice of what the majority of Internet users like.
Of course, it does nothing to convince me to get my lazy butt in gear and settle down with the work-in-progress and write.
KC Kendricks
http://www,kckendricks.com
Being up early this morning you'd think I'd be writing, but not today. I'm avoiding the process and contemplating going back to bed. Sleep would be more productive than looking at my blog stats which tell me...what? Aside from the fact that people actually do read my blog - THANK YOU!!! - the stats don't mean a lot to me. I simply find it curious that most of the people hitting my blog use Firefox and Windows. I figure it's a pretty good slice of what the majority of Internet users like.
Of course, it does nothing to convince me to get my lazy butt in gear and settle down with the work-in-progress and write.
KC Kendricks
http://www,kckendricks.com
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