K-lee Klein's Blog: Chaos in the Moonlight , page 25

Happy birthday, baby girl. :)

Twenty-five years ago today, I held my baby girl in my arms for the first time, and yes, I was a mere child myself when I had her *snorts*. Jenna-lee was unexpected but all loved, and she blessed me with being the mom that I'd always wanted to be. Yeah, I was one of those teenagers that, despite all the partying and having fun, knew that one day she would have a little girl of her own (along with 2 boys after - and that's totally the way it happened).

My husband and I were young, inexperienced in the ways of a screaming newborn baby. There was a lot of worrying whether we were doing the adequate things; changing her correctly, feeding her enough, bathing her the right way. She was generally a happy baby, but unfortunately Miss Jenna had colic for a while and the thing she loved most was being bundled up into her car bucket and taken for drives in my 1974 Firebird. Then-to-be-husband had a rusted-out, falling apart Gremlin so that was definitely not an option for either Jenna or me. Lol.

Jenna was the first grandchild on both sides so to say she was almost over-loved, is an understatement. She had more nicknames than any little girl I've ever known, many that have stuck over the years and still make her brothers go WTF is up with that one, example Punky-face and Nanoo. The girl has more pictures than any other child I know as well, albums and albums of just-Jenna stacked in my basement while my boys have a few boxes (Jake - the baby - even fewer than Jesse).

She's always made me proud, even through her teenage years, despite a few bumps in the road here and there, and we never did have to send her to that Private Girls' School in the middle of where-the-fuck-are-we Saskatchewan so that's a plus. :) She was a good big sister even once her year-apart brothers started getting into her stuff and sucking up some of her attention. She kicked ass in high school, making us proud with drama productions and always doing just what she wanted to do. She chose to go to a university half-way across the country and as hard as that was, it made us proud to see her independence and determination. Her last endeavour was to become a Yoga teacher, traveling to Montreal for intensive training, and I can happily say she has achieved that status and is more than likely, awesome at her new job. She blossomed into a beautiful, independent, assertive, lovely human being in front of my eyes and she is truly one of the most important things in my life.

In some ways because of my mental illnesses, seeing my kids grow and thrive and become good people has made me realize I did an okay with them despite all the issues I had when they were growing up. I can look at them and say I did a good job, I had a hand in the way they grew up and the people they are now. I don't think anything makes me prouder than that.

So happy birthday, Jenna-lee, I miss you and wish I could be with you on this special day but you'll be with me in my heart every single moment.

xo

Just Kiss Me

I'm totally supposed to be doing research - shifters, werewolves, gypsies, lore, spirit guides, but instead I've been looking at pretty pictures of men kissing. I blame Kari Gregg who posted something about beautiful kisses on Twitter this morning. Yep - give her a poke when you see her because it's all her fault.

Not all of these are kisses, some are just special moments that struck me as intimate (whether stages or not is not my concern for this post). So enjoy. (PS I always set out to only post a couple pics then my OCD takes over and BAM, huge post again - *hangs head*)

We'll start with a wedding - porn star Brent Everett and Steve Pena's to be more exact

In most pics of this couple kissing, Steve always has a hand wrapped around Brent's heador more than likely touching his ear - I think it's so sweet


Porn couple Samuel Colt and Chris PorterThey were just featured in a story in OUT magazine talking about gay relationships.


Angelo Peterson and Colton Ford


Jessie Colter and Trey Turner


Okay, enough with the porn couples. Here's some other pics. Enjoy.


Love this pic


Intimate and familiar = beautiful



Nice hand placement in this one. 

Original but kinda scary













This one's always a fave



Brian and Justin (dammit - guess what I'll be watching today - QAF dvds)


Ahhhh - maybe a kiss would help?Come on dude, kiss him!

Half-full or Half-empty?

Half-empty? Half-full?
Everyone has a different opinion or perspective on this age old question of negativity vs positivity. I'll be the first to admit that I'm the Half-Empty type but over the past few years with all the struggles I've gone through and the thinking - forced and otherwise - I've done, I'm trying harder to let my mind swing a little when it comes to viewing this glass.


Maybe it's my disorder or my depression or just simply who I am but the positives of situations don't come nearly as easy for me as the negatives. I'm emotional all the time and on those bad days when everything I see, touch, hear makes me cry, (like today) I curse those emotions and wish I could just box them up and send them away, and in some ways I have. 


I was on a widely-used medication at one point that made me emotionless. Picture that, someone with a disorder described as emotional dysregulation whose life evolves around not logic but emotion, having no emotions at all. My husband says it was like I was encased in a glass box, I could see out and everyone else could see in but I was unreachable and basically didn't give a crap about anything. I hate that my kids saw me that way and I hate that my doctors insisted it was the right solution for me. I may want to rip my heart out so I don't have to feel at all some days but that's definitely not the way to do it.


Emotions are the language of everyone's mental and emotional state of being and are tied to a person's social and physical sensory feelings. They tell you how to react to different situations and are necessary for expressing what you feel and need. They do need to be controlled - I get that - but having them taken away completely is not the answer. Taking my emotions away also took my creativity away and that was totally unacceptable for someone who uses their creativity to express everything they feel on the inside but don't know how to deal with on the outside. That's what my writing does to and for me. It lets me relay how I'm feeling on the inside by letting me breathe on the outside. That doesn't mean I feel what my characters are feeling or visa-versa, it just means I use how I'm feeling to shape the situation I've put my characters in. I can be feeling like complete crap, like my world is falling down and still write a scene where the love just jumps off the page. In that way, it doesn't seem to matter what I'm writing just as long as I'm doing it. 


The fact that I've dipped my toe into writing publicly, opening myself up for emotional criticism and failure is nothing short of a miracle. All I know is I need to write and when someone likes what I'm writing, when I'm getting positive feedback it flutters and zaps my hug-seeking heart and makes me feel like I'm doing something right - something important to someone besides me. I know it's just fiction and it's just fluffy versions of reality but as Sally Field said so famously, it makes me feel like "You like me, you really like me".  I won't talk about the scary as fuck part of having people not like what you write - we'll save that for later.


I've totally shifted from what I had intended on writing about but that's par for the course on a day (during a couple of statistically hard months) that is an emotional roller coaster for me. I started out wanting to talk about being more positive in my life and how I was going to do that but now, that's just not even in my sights. Instead I'll try a little exercise a really mean but totally wonderful psych nurse used to make me do (he was a hot Australian boy to boot). A gratitude list. I usually suck at these lists but hey, let's give it a try.


I am grateful for my over-emotionality because:


- it makes me empathetic towards others' situations
- it fuels my writing and allows me to express the inner feelings of my characters a little more realistically
- it keeps things interesting (lol)
- it balances the tough, independent exterior I try so hard to maintain by providing a big gushy, mushy, sappy centre
- it makes me write long-ass posts like this so y'all think I'm even crazier than I am :)


And while I'm in the swing of it - here are some other things I am grateful for:


- my beautiful kids who turned out impossibly normal and well-adjusted despite who raised them (lol)
- my online friends who take the good with the crazy and support me on a day-to-emotional-day basis
- my ability to put words on a page that sometimes actually make sense
- the two publishers who gave a newbie a chance this year and made do an actual happy dance (just inside of course) 
- the quiet, stillness of my empty house during the week
- my cats who insist on making me pet and hug them so they can purr and love me back
- the beautiful men around the world who take the time to hug and love each other so others can take their pictures and post them online so people like me can ohh and ahh at them


And with that I will leave you with some pretty pictures that make me happy, and a hope that you all have a glass half-full weekend. :)


Bartek Borowiec is now my inspiration for my witch, Alistair, in Family of Misfits and I'm chomping at the bit to write his storyeven though it's not his turn

This lovely man has become my gypsy, Nicu, from the same series.He and Lucius will make a beautiful couple.

This stunning picture by the fabulously talented Dan Skinneris in my sights for my lawyer story. It's perfect - sexy but still classy.

David Guintoli who plays Detective Nick Burkhardton Grimm. Fabulous man, fabulous show. Another great pic by Dan Skinner. I love the way he's hidden behind his bangs.


A rockstar just waiting to be written. *purrs*

And another one - WHY DO I SEE ROCKSTARS EVERYWHERE??My gosh, he's so beautiful.

❤The beautiful business card that Megan Derr is in the process of making me.❤

And of course, Lol Cats - you know I love 'em.

Wednesday inspiration

The shock and awwww twins are completely stupefied over the fact that I actually updated part of my website - only one page but updated nonetheless.

I managed to add some new books to my Books page and after several (meaning lots) of formatting issues, I now have all my upcoming releases listed. Next up will be updating my WIPs and maybe doing some actual updates posts on there. But whoa - can't get ahead of myself.

So if you wanna see the (whispers - two hour) update I did, click the pretty down there. :)


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And finally, a couple pics of inspiration.
I actually used this one for Gage/Rylan inspiration in my new Glitter FoxV-day sequel, Theme of Hearts, which was accepted for publicationby MLR around Valentine's Day. (did I mention that)

And this one - I just NEED to write about.

Isn't he pretty and yeah, hot. :)

What slash means to me - NC17 rated

A few of my online buddies are doing posts about slash fanfiction slash so I thought I'd throw my hat in the ring. If you don't know what slash or fanfiction is, here's an easy definition:


Fanfiction is stories written by fans of characters and settings based on original books, television shows or movies. Slash fiction is the genre of fan fiction dealing with same-sex relationships or sexual encounters. 


There is a lot of discrepancy on the issue of fanfiction amongst writers and readers in the m/m genre. My opinion is nothing but positive. I'm someone who has always written but it wasn't until I started reading then writing my own fanfiction and more specifically, slash, that I gained the confidence to put my writing out there for others to read and scrutinize. I remember posting that first story was just as unnerving as subbing my first story for publication.


Alexander the Great was my first fanfiction genre, more specifically Alexander and Hephaistion and more, more specifically the characters from the movie portrayed by Colin Farrell and Jared Leto. If you've seen the movie or know the history, they were a totally slashy, loving couple.


I wrote more than 25 stories and series in the Alexander/Hephaistion fandom on LiveJournal and they remain my one true pairing. If anyone would like to read them, I'm more than proud of showing them off, even the really bad earlier ones. :)


 From Hephaistion I gravitated to other Jared Leto slash which is called Real Person Slash and it's not appreciated or accepted by a whole lot of people, even in the fanfiction community. I'm sure just by saying I've written it will piss off some people but hey, I wrote it and enjoyed it. RPS is slash based on real people, generally actors, bands, that sort of thing. I wrote Jared Leto/30 Seconds to Mars slash (a lot of it) and anyone who knows me, can attest to that fact that I was severely addicted to the band for quite some time. I *ahem* saw them 15 times in 2010. Lol. Yeah, I go all the way in my obsessions. I also wrote Jared Leto/Colin Farrell slash and had a very cool series going on that followed them from starring in the movie together to modern day. I even wrote slash that had Alexander, Hephaistion, Jared and Colin, or just Jared and Hephaistion. I'll admit that was a blast to write. 


I slashed a few of Jared's other movies as well and the story I'm going to post is based on the movie Lord of War with Jared and Nicholas Cage. Unfortunately, it's a brother scene so there is slashcest - if that makes you uncomfortable even in a fictional way, do not continue. It's also very graphic and more than a little sexy. Scene set-up: Vitaly (Jared) is entering rehab for the umpteenth time and his older brother Yuri (Nicholas Cage) is accompanying him.

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Title: "Blow"
Pairing: Vitaly and Yuri Orlov ("Lord of War")
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Slash, incest, implied drug use, angst, language
***"Please, Yuri. Just one more hit." Vitaly's words were shaky, his forehead bathed in sweat as he whined and rocked in the back of the limo. He felt like he was gonna suffocate, and fuck if Yuri just didn't seem to be getting it. He'd been pleading since they pulled up to the building of doom, and Yuri was just not getting it.
Why was his brother doing this to him? Hadn't he promised to go into rehab? And he did intend on keeping that promise, he just needed a little ... extra courage. Couldn't hurt, right? They were gonna make him jump through hoops with all their testing anyhow so what was the fucking difference if he was high? He'd do anything they said, but he just needed a little something to get him to that point. 

"No, V. Fresh start, remember?" Yuri carded his fingers through his hair, uncomfortably warm in the air-conditioned limo as he avoided his brother's unrelenting gaze. "You need this ..."

"I know," Vitaly said quickly, roughly grabbing Yuri's arm. "I promise I'll get better. I'll do anything you fucking want me to ... anything they want me to ... just a little to calm me down ... please, Yuri ..."

Yuri raised his head, meeting Vitaly's eyes and smiling gently. "I love you, bro, but you're sick ..."

Vitaly didn't let him finish, digging his fingers into Yuri's arm then shoving him away. "Fuck! I can't fucking do this!" He dropped his head to his hands, rubbing his face roughly between them. 

"V ..." Yuri let his voice trail off, laying a hand gently on his brother's head, fingers stroking softly in Vitaly's hair. "You can do this, bro. I know you can ... just give it some time."

"Fuck time!" Every instinct in Vitaly's body told him to jump out of the car, escape while he still had the chance. He just wanted to find somewhere to get high, some place to be alone with all his drug-induced, drug-withdrawing, schizophrenic thoughts that kept running through his head. He wanted to make Yuri happy, make his family happy, but most times he just wanted the drugs more.

And now he was going into fucking rehab stone cold sober, no fucking way could he do that. No fucking way could Yuri or anyone else make him do that. He was tired and sick, and sick and tired, and fuck if the drugs didn't just take all those feelings away, take all his feelings away, period.

"I need a hit, Yuri. Just one fucking hit or I can't even walk in there." He knew he was repeating himself and that he sounded like whiny bitch, but he also knew Yuri was the only one who could understand, had always been the only one who tried to understand. He just needed him to understand one more time.


Yuri sighed heavily,scrubbing his hand across his face, struggling to find some way to calm hisbrother down, just some way, any way. Taking a deep breath, he turned his headto Vitaly, running a hand slowly up his thigh. "Would it help if I ..."



Vitaly opened his eyeswide. "Don't do me any fucking favors!" he snapped, slapping Yuri's hand away.
"I want to, V."
"It won't fucking help!"
"Couldn't hurt though,either."
Vitaly shook his head,chewing frantically on his bottom lip and staring hard at his brother. "You neverwanna suck me off."
"Well, I do now," Yurisaid, his hand back on Vitaly's leg. "I wanna help, and if that'll help, I'lldo it."
"Fine. It's not like I'vegotten any lately, anyhow," Vitaly said, body relaxing back into the limo, legsspread apart, head resting on the back of the leather seat. "Do it then."
Yuri nodded, turning in hisseat, dipping his head as he moved his fingers over Vitaly's crotch. His handsshook slightly as he undid Vitaly's belt and jeans, the hardness of hisbrother's cock completely apparent through the thin denim. Vitaly sucked in hisbreath as Yuri palmed his dick, then pushed one hand inside his jeans.
"You don't fucking do thisoften enough," he moaned when the warm fingers wrapped around him.
"I'm doing it now, so stopwhining," Yuri hissed.
"Less talking, moresucking," Vitaly hissed back, wiping a hand over his damp forehead, pushing thehair back from his face. His hips involuntarily rose up off the seat when theheat of Yuri's mouth reached his cock, his brother's tongue licking at thesensitive head, then sucking it into his mouth. 
Vitaly wanted to watcheverything that Yuri was doing, wanted to see the bobbing head in his lap, thehand stroking up and down his length, the tongue snaking out to lick and suckhim, but it was too much. Closing his eyes, he arched up, dropping his head tothe back of the seat, his whole body screaming at him to fuck his brother'smouth. But he struggled hard to hold himself back, Yuri wasn't used to suckingdick, and he didn't want to hurt him. 
He was just getting intoit, just feeling the warm flash of heat prickle through his body when suddenlythe delicious mouth on his cock was gone. He snapped his eyes open, the poppingsound of Yuri's lips pulling off, resounding in his ears. "What the ..."
"Do it, little brother."Yuri hummed against the hard flesh. "Stop holding back. Let yourself go."
With the sweetness ofYuri's mouth swallowing him down, Vitaly thrust slowly upwards, the sensationof hitting the back of his brother's throat almost sending him over the edge.Almost. He let his hips fall, again, the head of his cock coming dangerouslyclose to slipping out from between Yuri's lips, before he pushed back in.
Yuri slid one hand underVitaly's ass, squeezing the denim between his fingers and forcing his brotherto lift up. Vitaly moaned as he thrust harder this time, relaxing only a secondbefore doing it again, until he was finally fucking Yuri's mouth. Therealization that Yuri was actually sucking him off was almost as hot as theactual experience, and Vitaly felt a slow-burning fire begin to overtake hislower body. 
He rocked and rolled hiships, feeling his brother relax his throat more with every thrust. His eyesopened wide as a staggering groan escaped his throat, his short fingernailsdigging into the soft leather of the seat, legs spreading wider, toes curlingup inside his sneakers as the warmth in his groin intensified, and his ballsached with impending relief. 
He took a deep breath,stopping his movements altogether, gasping at Yuri, "Stop ... gonna come ...pull off ..." But Yuri didn't stop, just bobbed his head faster, his fingersdigging into the back of Vitaly's jeans as he lifted his brother's ass to meethis mouth.
Vitaly was coming undone.No fucking drug or skank had ever made him feel as out-of-control orintoxicated as Yuri's lips on his dick. Moving one hand into Yuri's hair, hetugged at the greasy mess and bucked his hips up, once, twice, three times,then felt the overwhelming ecstasy and relief as his cock twitched and pulsed,flooding his brother's mouth.
Yuri's throat constrictedagain and again, sucking every last drop of come from Vitaly's shuddering body,managing to only let a few dribbles escape his lips. Only when Vitaly hadslumped back into the seat, his body boneless and heaving, did Yuri pull off,giving the soft cock one final cleaning with his tongue, then raising his headto kiss Vitaly.
Vitaly moaned when hetasted himself on his brother's lips, his tongue reaching inside Yuri's mouthto lap up all the flavor he could find. 
"Fuck, that was ..." he panted, handsbusy tucking himself back in his pants. "Maybe if you would have done thatbefore, I wouldn't have needed the coke."
"V!"
"Just kidding." Vitaly practicallythrew himself in Yuri's lap, his arms winding tightly around his brother,holding on for dear life. "I love you, bro." 
He knew he had to go, knewhe had to do what he promised to do, but now it almost seemed a little harderto leave Yuri. "Time to go?" he whispered, already knowing the answer.
Yuri nodded against his shoulder, giving Vitalyone last hard squeeze before releasing him and watching him get out of the car and walk away.

Fini

K-lee's update and pimpage post

January and February are two of the toughest months of the year for me. My depression seems to enjoy coming out to play during this time and last year these two fabulous months led to a few months in hospital. 

Skip to this year - I'm nowhere near how I was as one year ago & I have some good things happening and going on. I just need to lie a little low, find some patience for myself and ask for and allow some extra support from my friends. I guess I'm needy right now, a state I do not enjoy being in. So if you'll all bear with me, I'd appreciate it. 
End of update on the ickiness - on to the goodness.

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I have a Valentine's Day story coming out on February 8 with  Less Than Three Press . If you haven't heard of them, you must go there. They're a small publishing company but very interested in keeping that personal approach. You may have heard of the awesome author Megan Derr - her and her sister are the owners and they are made of win.


Anyhow, on February 8th I have a short story called Love & Patience being released. I'm quite proud of this story - it's sexy but so sweet at the same time. It's about an angel so if you like those beautiful winged boys at all, please check it out. :) Megan did the cover herself and it just made me ohhh and ahhh all over the place. In reality it's my first cover that's all mine and I'm so damn proud to have my name on it. The feather on the bed is so sweet and perfect to the story, and blue is my very favourite color. I'm still squeeing inside.

Here's the blurb:

Love & Patience
"One week out of every year the angel Anael spends time in a remote cabin with the human he loves—a human who does not know his lover's secret, who for the last five years has patiently waited for the day that one week might finally become one eternity ..."



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The 2nd Valentine's story I was working on was supposed to be a sequel to Finally Home and I got to 13,000 words when the realization hit me that it was no where near being finished and was way too angsty and dramatic for a sweet Valentine's story so for now it's been put in the WIP pile to be finished soon (I hope).

Instead, I wrote a sort of short prequel to Outfoxed that is hot, sexy and sweet all at the same time (well, hopefully).  I'm still humming and hahing about a title, and it hasn't been "officially" accepted yet, but here's the blurb. I'll keep you posted on what's happening with it.

Glitter Fox series .5 (prequel to Outfoxed)

--Gage Galeano's career is soaring: he has his best friend, lover, and bandmate by his side and Glitter Fox is everything they always wanted their band to be. Their latest concert went off spectacularly, and Gage is so high on life he can almost forget it's his least favorite day of the year.Rylan Rivers knows that Gage hates the dual meaning of Valentine's Day, and why, but he's bound and determined to make this year's dreaded day memorable in a very good—and sexy—way



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I have another release with Less Than Three as well, but as of yet has no release date. It will be included in the Private Dicks: Undercovers anthology which will be in ebook and print. (This is not the real cover.)
My story is called The P.I. and the Rock Star  and yes, shockingly enough, it's about a private investigator and a rock star. I don't have an official blurb yet but here's the premise:
Mason Stasonis a private detective. He's not flashy or hip and he doesn't have an officeconducive to entertaining wealthy clients and their bratty teenage daughters.He runs his life and his business the way he wants and he's perfectly happy indoing so.


But whenmade-of-money Durango and his gum-snapping daughter hire him to do surveillanceon a hugely popular rock star named Jade Jonathan Lee, Mason's business worldcollides with his personal life, and the result is a mystery that must besolved. 


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Still on deck - WIPs:


Home on the Ranch 2 - 13000/30000
Glitter Fox series 2 - 12000/40000
Opposing Counsel (tentative) - 21000/35000
Family of Misfits 1 - 21000/35000 (Wolf/witch/gypsy/lion)
Perfection of Frailty - 5000/40000 (Scottish/Tiben vampire)
(AND Way too many other ideas bouncing around in my head - gladiators, vikings, more rock stars, ug)



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Other things coming up for K-lee

GayRomLit Retreat 2012 now has an official site. The dates will be October 18-21 in Albuquerque, New Mexico (I cannot for the life of me spell that without looking - ack) at the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino. I've spoken to both JP Bowie and William Neale and they're both completely in love with the location so OMG I can't wait.

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I will be attending the Rainbow Book Fair in New York City on March 24. I'll be helping to pimp Less Than Three Press as well as myself and will be attending with the fabulous Piper Vaughn. (yays) We intend to do nothing but writing during the days we are there - strictly a business trip with a little sightseeing, gay bar tours, eating, dancing, and Priscilla Queen of the Desert on Broadway thrown in for good measure. Lol. *squees* 
So excited to see the show - Nick Adams is such a hottie in drag or out. :)

Piper and I are also looking for suggestions on where to stay and things to see and do from all you native New Yorkers so hit us up with your ideas. Megan Derr is making me up cards with my Love & Patience cover and Outfoxed on them and she's even started an actual business card for me - still find it hard to believe that I'm worthy of one of those, and so far it's fabulous. 

Thanks for reading and I've been told I need to pimp my stuff more and since I don't have a clue how to do that, I'll just leave the appropriate links for those of you on GoodReads.

Author page - K-lee Klein

Finally Home - Home on the Ranch 1

Outfoxed - Glitter Fox 1

Pride & Joy    (charity story for It Gets Better)

Love & Patience    (if you wanna add it to your to-be-read list)

End of pimpage. Have a good weekend everyone.

Update - not feeling well OR welcome to my Ricky world

I've been wanting to update my blog for almost a week but whether it's a migraine or the flu dogging my ass - I'm not sure which - I just haven't been able to do it.

I have a few new things going on so I'm hoping to update soon but for now I'm barely getting the writing done for a deadline so I'll just leave some pretty pics of one of my fave hottie men and promise to get back on here soon. I think my brain can handle this. <3
EDIT: I don't think you have to ask why I call it my Ricky Obsession now. Lol.


RICKY MARTIN


Yeah, I've been a fan since 1994 or 1995 when he was that long-hairedhottie, Miguel, on General Hospital. (and I might have named my truck Ricky
*hangs head*)

But not quite as long as his Menudo days.

Loved him when he was Livin' La Vida Loca



And when he was "she banging" (not great quality vid but I had forgotten
there was such pretty Ricky touching in the middle)


And of course, some lovely spanish La Bomba




As far as I'm concerned, Ricky is one of those men who just gets better with age. :)
Happy 40th Birthday, Ricky. (on December 24)









An interview from Greece. Ricky talking about coming out and about fatherhood.
"I am a mom and a father"
And his partner, Carlos Gonzalez.
It's very sweet and has pretty pictures. 


I find men with babies or little kids so sexy.
Sounds and looks like Ricky is a great father - and he wants a daughter too.



Matteo and Valentino - what beautiful names.I'm definitely going to be using them in an upcoming story.







About Carlos Gonzalez
Ricky - "My boyfriend is very smart, very compassionate.
But most importantly, he loves my children."







Promo video just after he came out. Naked and hot Ricky.

And this... this is so amazing. Totally in love with it.

The End.


EDIT AGAIN - I almost forgot this one.

Happy Belated New Year & some goals for K-lee

Ack! Late as usual but I hope you all had a rockin' New Year's Eve. I went to a games night but had to come home at 10:30 due to a migraine so my Eve was not so much rockin' as reelin'.

I meant to do this post before the new year so I could do some resolutions or more accurately some goal-planning for 2012. First I'll get some other business out of the way.

I'm thrilled to say that I've had a few good reviews for Finally Home and even though I'm trying really hard to not let any of the reviews affect me in a good or bad way, it's still always nice to see. It's available at MLR Press, All Romance Ebooks, and Amazon now, and I might be planning a Valentine's story as a sequel. *whispers - shhhh*


As for my other Works in Progress:

Pride and Joy (YA) - accepted by Featherweight for charity line - my choice "It Gets Better" - filled out cover art request - should be pubbed January or February 2012


Private Dicks story - has been finished, beta-ed and submitted for consideration - 16,000 words - keep your fingers crossed. :)


Valentine's story #1 - 3,000 words so about 2,000 to go - I'll just say an angel is involved.


Valentine's story #2 - 1,200 words so have a lot to go but the plot is vivid in my head.


Opposing Counsel (tentative title) - 17,000 words, about 5,000 more to go


Family of Misfits 1 - 21,000 words and still a ways to go


Glitter Fox 2 - 12,000 words - at least that much left to go as well


Scottish vamp - 5,000 - barely started


What else is twirling 'round my brain:


- I really want to write a gladiator story 


- I even ordered a book for research purposes. J J



- or one with Vikings 



- just something barbaric and manly with men in strange armor-ish clothing - sweating, grabbing, taking, receiving, with some emotional aspects as well, of course. 





2012


This is where I'm supposed to say what my resolutions are but generally they're a big fail for me anyhow. I think I'll list some goals instead. Last year one of my goals was to be published and I think December 27 just squeaks in under the wire for that.

- I want to be more diligent and proactive when it comes to my health, whether that involves doctors' appointments, sleeping issues (oh yeah, they're bad right now), eating better, getting some exercise.

- I want to learn to schedule my day and my writing so I feel and become more productive.

- I want to have more confidence in myself and think of myself as an actual writer without judgment or negative self-talk.

- I want to get together with the few RL friends I've kept over the years more often. These people are around for a reason - they keep me centred and calm and grounded and make me happy.

- I want to get out of the house at least every other day during the week, even if it's just to sit and have a coffee and write at Starbucks.

- And of course, I hope to get published a few more times in 2012 because writing is what I love to do.

That's it for me - except I also want to update this blog more often, and I'd really like some ideas from you on what you'd like to see. Interviews and spotlights on other authors? Info on my WIPs - or is that boring? Pictures and of what? Videos? Excerpts? Enlighten me people - I'm listening.

Peace out.

"Finally Home" is finally out!

I had a message this afternoon from the lovely T.A. Chase who informed me that Finally Home was out a day early. I was so excited but at the same time nervous. It was so awesome seeing it on the webpage for people to actually buy - that was the exciting part. The nervous part - and I'm told this is common - was that a) no one would buy it and b) no one would like it. But for now I guess I'll just let myself revel in the excitement. :D

In other news, Christmas was good - tiring and over-stimulating for us hermits but good nonetheless. And today was an extra special day as well, since this evening I finished the first draft of my Private Dicks story. It's 15,000 words - right smack in the middle of the word count parameters for the sub call - and I really love my characters, Jade and Mason. Now it's onto the editing (my own), the beta-ing (someone else) and finally, submitting it so see if it makes the cut. :) Next up are two Valentine's stories.

Happy Holidays everyone. :)

And um... yeah, here's the link for Finally Home at MLR and at Amazon.

K-lee Klein interview and give-away

~~Okay, here wego!!!~~
Hi, I'm Blaine D. Arden, and I'll be taking over theinterview room for today, because after hosting and interviewing all thesewonderful authors on her site, it's time for K-Lee to answer some questionsherself.
First of all, thanks K-Lee for letting me torture youon your own site**
Thank you,Blaine, and welcome to my blog. I look forward to what torture you have instore for me, and I promise I won't cry. JRight, on with the questions, then.
1)    If youweren't a writer, what would you be? Ahhh, that wouldhave to be a rockstar or a cowboy – no! A rockstar/cowboy shifter! Yeah, that'sit. Of course I'd prefer to be a man doing both those things so I could, youknow, do some other rockstars and cowboys and shifters. But I do have a degree inCommunication Arts, a Legal Assistant diploma and am a certified travel agentso I guess if the rockstar/cowboy/shifter thing didn't pan out I could do one of those. J
2)    Do yourcharacters come to you fully-formed, or do you spend hours trying to find thema job … and a name? That reallydepends on the characters and the story. For some reason the job part isusually easy – rockstar, cowboy, fast food worker, lawyer, privateinvestigator. If I don't have a name right off the bat, I usually struggle withfiguring that out. Normally the part I know about my characters first is howand why they are damaged and broken. L
    3)    Are you apantser or a plotter?I think I'm a littleof both of these. When ideas pop into my head I have to write them down orstart the story immediately but other times I think it out for a while. Oftentimes I know the beginning and the ending but not the middle. If I really hadto choose I think I'd say pantser – just sit down and go for it.
4)    What do youenjoy the most about writing? I love writing mycharacters and feeling like I've made new friends – new friends I can guide andtorture. I also like getting my emotions out on the page and being able to shutthe world out when I'm in my own made-up world.
5)    What makes astory worth reading to you? Emotion and goodcharacterization. I don't have a preference for butch or fem, big or small, butI like to get inside the characters' head and there has to be a plot, not justa lot of sex strung together by a few extra words. That's not my kind of story.
6)    What do youwhen you're not writing?I've had a badyear health-wise so right now I'm just trying to get and stay healthy. I'maddicted to reality shows and spend some time with my boys and cats, too.
     7)    Which ofyour characters are you most likely to take on a cruise, and why?That's gotta beRylan and Gage from Outfoxed – I'msure they'd love to entertain me and everyone else on a cruise, plus they'd begreat company. Josiah and Wyatt from FinallyHome would be totally out of their element so I'd have to leave them athome where they're comfy.
     8)    What is yourfavorite place in your house to write?In the morning Iwrite in my living room in front of the big picture window so I can watch theday start. The afternoon and evening are either the family room or my room. Ionly write on my laptop or iPad so I'm pretty versatile that. I also likewriting in coffee shops when my inspiration is low, and embarrassingly enough,I've discovered I'm quite prolific in the bathtub. (which freaks my husband out – but hey, I read on my iPad so if I have enough skill to write inthere too, what's the harm?) Lol.
9)    Finally Homeis coming out on the 27th. 
Tell us about it.Finally Home is a bit of a sad story right from the beginning, involving loss andgrief. Josiah has come home to bury his father and all the bad memoriesassociated with him, but a surprise in the form of his childhood best friend iswaiting for him. There are tears and sadness and confusion, but overall I thinkit's a sweet, hopeful story about finding yourself and figuring out where youreally belong.
10) And on to the fun part:

I never leave home without …......my cell phone and usually my iPad.

I can never ….get enough sushi.

Favorite pizza topping? Strangely enough, I don't really eat pizza because I'mnot a fan of tomato sauce but I do like one I've discovered that has olive oil,salsa, spicy chicken, loads of cheese and jalepenos. J

light or dark chocolate? The only chocolate I don't like is white.

Smile or eyes? Eyes – gotta be the eyes for me. It's one of the first thing I knowabout my characters – what color their eyes are.

Pecs or abs? Some of these questions seem familiar. Hmm. I'm a pecs girl but nothuge, just defined and lickable.

Coffee or tea? The only coffee is something like lattes or macchiatos but I'm a bigtea drinker (with cream and sugar)
** Blaine signed an agreement in threefold in whichshe promises not to do any lasting damage. Any scratches, hick-ups and gaps onthe page happened purely by accident. No K-Lee or kittens were harmed duringthis interview.

The awesome Megan Derr decided to offer a few questions of her own. J
If all your characters were thrown into a season ofSurvivor, who would get kicked off first? Who do you think would win? OMG! Would Ozzy(from Survivor) be there too. ~Purrs~. I asked for a life-size Ozzy doll withworking parts for Christmas – did I mention that? Did I also mention I have writer-ADHD?
Sorry back to thequestion: that's very tough because my cowboys (Josiah and Wyatt) are very gentlemanly and wouldn't be cut-throat enough - one of them would probably go home first then the other right after because he wouldn't want to be there anymore. My rocker boys, Rylan and Gage, would fair pretty well, probably wrap all the boys and girls around their glamorous little fingers but I'm not sure they'd make it to the end - not enough glitz and excitement for them. I think it would be a character from one of my WIPs, maybe Lucius the wolf because he's tough and sneaky and gets what he wants but Alistair (the witch) might also be an option being that he's magical and all.
Who would win in a fight: Viking or Gladiator, andwhy?Megan Derr, youhave lost your awesome title and now are just considered plain, old evil. Butreally what's to fight about anyhow – make love not war and I think a Vikingand Gladiator would be able to do that just fine. Fighting for dominance,already have-clothed, not afraid to get dirty - biting, holding each otherdown, teeth, nails, tongues, hands, pecs, abs… ~~excuses herself for a moment~~
So do you do anything exciting for New Year's? Convinced your hubby acruise would be a great start to 2012 yet?~~sighs~~ No world cruise forme and don't think I'm getting the life-size Ozzy or the pom-pup either. As forNew Year's, we are very boring people or maybe we're just old people. When wewere younger we did the bar or club thing and then house parties, but now, asharsh as it sounds, it's kind of just another day. Last year was the best NewYear's ever though – we took our three basically-grown kids on a Caribbeancruise so we danced and drank out by the pool for about four hours – awesome.                         Thank you, Blaine and Megan foryour questions and thanks to all the authors who contributed to my blog andcomments who showed up in the last couple of weeks.
I'm very excited to have mydebut book coming out on Tuesday, December 27 at MLR Press and if you commenton this post with your name, email address and something witty to say about myinterview or my writing, I'll enter you in a draw to win a copy of Finally Home. Contest will run until thenight of the 27th. If you don't win, please do me the honour of picking up Finally Home from MLR Press, and if you haven't read Outfoxed yet, you can download it for free here. You can also check out my awesome website designed by the fabulous Zathyn Priest K-lee Klein.
Finally, I wish you all a veryMerry Christmas and Joyous New Year!
And just for good measure, even though you're probably tired of reading it - here's the blurb and an excerpt from Finally Home.

FINALLY HOME (Home on the Ranch series 1) (blurb)
When his father's funeral brings Josiah Nelson back to his childhood home during the Christmas holidays, he's determined to sell the ranch and bury his past. But when Wyatt Aames rekindles a fire in Josiah's lonely soul, he realizes that home isn't the house you grew up in, it's where your heart belongs.
EXCERPT
Josiah flicked the cowboy hat from Wyatt's head, one hand sinking into the brown curls he'd wanted to touch for so long. His hair was thicker than Josiah would have thought, thick but still soft and sensual as it slid through his fingers. In Josiah's mind it was the most intimate of gestures, touching someone else's hair, playing with it, tugging it as passion soared. The kiss went on and on, lips moving, tongues exploring until both men were breathless and had to pull away. Josiah nervously ducked his head only to have it lifted again by one calloused thumb, his eyes meeting Wyatt's.
"Do you know how long I've wanted to be with you like this?"
Josiah couldn't contain the excitement that longed to shoot out of him, the urge to whoop and holler and turn into a raving idiot right before Wyatt's eyes. He was achingly aware of his thighs pressing tight against Wyatt's, his cock hard and lusting beneath his jeans as he let one corner of his mouth curl up in a sexy smirk, eyes never leaving Wyatt's. "You kissed me last night."



"You know that's not what I'm talking about," Wyatt growled, leaning in and nipping at Josiah's bottom lip. "I've missed you so much."
"So you said in your letter."
Josiah loved the red blotches that appeared on Wyatt's cheeks. How could such a perfect man be embarrassed about anything, especially something that had made someone else so happy and hopeful? That was the first time he'd admitted that to himself—that Wyatt's letter had touched something deep inside him. It scared the crap out of him.
"Kinda girly, huh?"
"What?" Josiah concentrated his thoughts back to the man beneath him.
"The letter," Wyatt said. "It was kinda girly."
Josiah shook his head but the smile on his lips must have been a dead give-away. "Well, maybe a little." He leaned back to grip the bottom of Wyatt's t-shirt, pulling it up and over Wyatt's head and tossing it to the side.
Wyatt burst out laughing, startling Josiah and almost sending him ass over tea kettle to the floor. The cowboy managed to grab on just in time to pull him back into his arms. Then their mouths were attached again, something more primal and raw this time.
Josiah moved his body closer to Wyatt's, stretching his feet to the floor, going up on his toes so he hovered over the cowboy, lips still firmly planted in place. His hands threaded through Wyatt's hair again, fingers tracing and learning the shape of Wyatt's skull. He shifted his hands lower to massage the back of Wyatt's neck, slipping down his spine, inch by inch, knobby knot by knobby knot. He liked what he felt; bony vertebrae covered by skin as smooth as silk. He hoisted himself up further, one hand gripping the stool while the other slipped further down Wyatt's back, fingers running down the smooth skin until they reached the crack in his ass.
Wyatt groaned into his mouth, hands cupping Josiah's ass, fingertips rubbing and kneading the tight bottom beneath the jeans. They moaned in unison, bodies pressing closer together, mouths eating at each other as their tongues tangled for dominance.
Josiah felt like he was in a dream, the dream he'd had since he was young—kissing Wyatt, touching Wyatt, feeling Wyatt touching and kissing him. It was the most erotic thing he could ever remember doing, so much better than any of the sexual experiences he'd had in the past—and they still had most of their clothes on.
"Holy hell, Josiah," Wyatt whispered when he tore his lips away, breath coming in soft bursts, his chest heaving against Josiah. "Waited so long for this. I just wanna hang on and not let go."
"Then don't." Josiah even surprised himself when the words in his head became a reality and he was saying them out loud to Wyatt, but this time he didn't back off. He brought his forehead to Wyatt's, leaning in close and rubbing his nose against his friend's just as he'd done so many years before. He wanted this. He'd always wanted this, and by Christ if it was a dream he just hoped he never woke up. He felt a hand move from his ass, sliding up his belly and stopping to play with a taut nipple. He gasped and arched his back.
Wyatt's smile was bright, his eyes even brighter as his hands moved up and cupped the sides of Josiah's face. "Do you mean that? Really?"
Josiah loved that smile, half-crooked but all sexy, one dimple appearing in the center of his left cheek when he was happy or excited. He licked over Wyatt's lips, taking his time to taste everything that was his friend's… dare he say his lover's essence? He thrust his hips forward, cock straining against his jeans as it brushed against Wyatt's metal belt buckle. He was already leaking, the material of his boxers' sticking to his wet tip and making the tightness of his pants even more unbearable.
"I—" He didn't get the rest of his words out as the barn door creaked open filling the room with more light.