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Happy Midsummer!

When I originally started writing this blog, I decided I didn’t want to get “too personal” on it for the fear that I would put people off my writing (aka HURT SALES), but I decided that about six years ago, back when I was young and naïve and didn’t really think about the fact that writing by its very nature invites people deep within your psyche.

So, there’s that. I thought I could write and write and pour things out from my heart and no one would ever connect those stories with “the real me” in quite the same way as a blog where I actually talk about my life in real terms.

I don’t always have a smart.

Anyway, I was raised by a staunch Protestant woman, a Methodist to be exact, to the age of twelve (which is significant to me in a lot of ways), and then basically turned out into the world. Around that same time that the woman who raised me deemed me to be an adult, I became Pagan and dedicated myself on a learning path. Alone, one dark gray morning, shivering in my underwear on a country hillside, surrounded by candles I donned the ferocious seriousness only the very young are capable of and made wild promises to myself and the universe to find something mysterious and strange in the lost frontiers of mysticism.

I had some very unformed and vague ideas about what that might mean then. After twenty-two years on the pagan path, I’m still not always quite sure what I’m doing, but I’m very happy here.

This is the long way around for me to say that I’m Pagan, and it’s Midsummer (the Summer Solstice), and this is a holiday for me. Pagans have a lot of holidays, though we don’t come anywhere near the mind boggling amount of holy days that institutions like, say, the Roman Catholic Church technically celebrate. And the number of holidays one celebrates depends on what brand of Pagan you are as well, but nearly all pagans agree that the Summer and Winter Solstices are holy days. For me personally, I celebrate the Wheel of the Year (4 high holidays and 4 lesser holidays), as well as the Esbats (full moons) and the new moons, which don’t have a special name, as far as I know. I just like the new moon as a “reset” time for my mental energy.

Today, I’m planning to celebrate the Summer Solstice, or Midsummer, by writing an astronomical amount of words, (I’m shooting for over 10k.) and then I’m going to go to the beach. After the sun sets, I’m planning to head downtown and see the fountain illuminated in rainbow lights for Pride. Our city has been surprisingly supportive given the general conservativeness of the area that surrounds it.

So, in summary, I’m your local friendly pagan/witchywoo writer, I’m LGBTQ and I love weaving wonderful stories for you to read.

 

What am I up to writing wise?

Right now, Meg and I are working on the next Cherry Hollow books and will be plotting another big project this weekend that I am out of my mind excited for.

 

Midsummer/The Summer Solstice is for Abundance and making Wishes that will be fulfilled through hard work, hopefully by Mabon (the Autumnal Equinox). So, start wishing and working, and we’ll get there together.

 

Happy reading, friends, and happy holidays, whichever ones you choose to celebrate! Life is about the choices we make, so pick wisely and cheerfully.

 

Ki


 

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Welcome to Cherry Hollow…. Home of the Cherry Festival!

 

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Book #1 in the Cherry Hollow Series

Sheriff Trent Miller was happy with his perfect little life. Being a thirty-six-year-old omega with no partner or family suited him just fine, until it all changed. When he ran out of his heat-suppressant pills and his doctor refused to prescribe more, he had his first heat in years. Around the same time, a young alpha who drives him crazy started working as his partner.

Lawson Fisher hated Cherry Hollow. He only returned to his small hometown to help his papa when his dad was diagnosed with cancer. Working alongside Sheriff Miller was frustrating at the best of times, but when Trent went into heat, Lawson felt it was his duty to help him through it, like any good alpha. Besides, he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off Trent.

The more time Lawson spends with Trent, the more he realizes the omega isn’t as bad as he first thought. When they find out Trent’s pregnant, both their lives change. They need to decide the best thing to do for themselves and their baby, especially since not everyone in town is rooting for them to have a happily ever after.

Purchase Linksblack and white cherry

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NL89YN2

 

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07NL89YN2

 

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07NL89YN2

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The Adventures of Ki, the Intrepid Writer

(Thought that was more attention grabbing than yet another “What’s Ki Working on This Week?”)

Well, this week Luke’s Omega Rommate is with our editor! (*cheering in the background*) So, I’m waiting for that book to happen. Meg is diligently working on a book that sort of folds into the universe she created in Sinner’s Ransom (from what I understand) and hopefully I will be editing that book by the end of the weekend.

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Shhhh… This is a sneak peek at the cover. 

So, there’s a lot of editing going on. 

I’ve also started working on a book we’re calling Jack’s Independent Omega. Haha. I’m doing this one alone. I hope you’re all ready for it. The story line is slightly darker than what we usually have in Cherry Hollow, but I’m trying to stick to the overall tone established in the series so far. I guess I’m just nervous. I feel like it’s going to be good. 

So as far as Love Me Real goes… I haven’t touched it this week, but I’m telling myself that means when I go back to it that the story will all come together for me. I’m not sure why I’m struggling so much with it, except maybe that it’s bringing up some unpleasant things from my own past. “Bunny” and I share some early life history, though he admittedly had it worse than I did, as is the way of fictional characters everywhere.

I guess that’s about that. Memorial Day (U.S based here.) was a day off for me, so I got less done than usual, and I’m gearing up for figuring out how to deal with the summer school break. I’m the “parent at home” with the kids when that’s necessary, and I’m going to have eight glorious weeks of trying to fit my forty hours of work per week around their schedule. Should be interesting, if nothing else.

Any tips on how to survive this would be appreciated. I wasn’t working more than fifteen hours a week last summer. (That’s just how things shook out, not what I wanted, but I can’t let it happen again.)

I hope everyone is doing well! Happy reading!


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Welcome to Cherry Hollow…. Home of the Cherry Festival!

 

Book 1 (1)

Book #1 in the Cherry Hollow Series

Sheriff Trent Miller was happy with his perfect little life. Being a thirty-six-year-old omega with no partner or family suited him just fine, until it all changed. When he ran out of his heat-suppressant pills and his doctor refused to prescribe more, he had his first heat in years. Around the same time, a young alpha who drives him crazy started working as his partner.

Lawson Fisher hated Cherry Hollow. He only returned to his small hometown to help his papa when his dad was diagnosed with cancer. Working alongside Sheriff Miller was frustrating at the best of times, but when Trent went into heat, Lawson felt it was his duty to help him through it, like any good alpha. Besides, he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off Trent.

The more time Lawson spends with Trent, the more he realizes the omega isn’t as bad as he first thought. When they find out Trent’s pregnant, both their lives change. They need to decide the best thing to do for themselves and their baby, especially since not everyone in town is rooting for them to have a happily ever after.

Purchase Linksblack and white cherry

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NL89YN2

 

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07NL89YN2

 

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07NL89YN2

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What is Ki Working on This Week?

Hi all you readerly folks!

This week I’m working on a book for the Cherry Hollow Series that Meg and I are tentatively calling, Luke’s Omega Roomate. We’re at roughly 50 thousand words on the story, and if you’re not familiar with what that means, most romance genre novels are somewhere between 60-75 thousand words, so we’re almost done! We were hoping to get two books out in May for Cherry Hollow because we love writing the series so much, but, alas, it may not happen. Editing does take a little time. We’ll see. I’m also working on a short “missing scene” for Cherry Hollow that should be out on the Cherry Hollow website either this weekend or early next week. In the meantime, if you haven’t read the short stories there, here’s a link to the blog to catch up. They are primarily between the books snippets so far.

In other news, the audio for Brodie’s Million Dollar Omega should be going live sometime this week!

 

 

For those of you OH SO VERY PATIENTLY waiting for the next installment of the Love Me MMF mini-series: I have it mostly completed, but I’m waffling because it will mean releasing a story that is more or less a cliffhanger, and I’m thinking maybe I should wait until I have the next section done before I toss it out there. I’m not sure. I may just go for it and let people hate me. If even one person responds to just put it up, I may send it out to my editor early next week. So, YOU HAVE THE POWER, MY DEAR READERS. I’m just tired of staring at it and trying to decipher if it’s at the right spot to cut it up for this section of the story.

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I have other books in the planning stages, but these are the ones that I’m mostly working on this week. I hope everyone has a great weekend, eats lots of good food, does something they love, and takes care of themselves. (I am channeling my inner Bob Ross today.)

As always, thank you, and happy reading!

 

 

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Love It Like You Stole It Will Be Coming to Kindle Unlimited

The publisher released Love It Like You Stole It back to me! Now I have to play the waiting game before I can release it back into the wild. Wish me luck!

 

 

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RIP Anthony Bourdain and The Fears and Hopes of Those Who Love Men Like You

wineglassAnthony Bourdain lost the fight with his disease, depression, today, and was found dead while on location in France. He was working, going through what I can only assume is a usual daily routine for him.

That scares the hell out of me.

My heart bleeds for his daughter and the rest of his family and every person who loved him and knew him. Even his hardcore fans are in my thoughts.

My husband was and remains in awe of Anthony Bourdain. They have many parallels in their lives, both love good food and to cook, both have depression, and both have had serious alcohol problems in the past. My husband frequently pointed to Anthony Bourdain during a now familiar argument. The argument would always begin like this—

Me: You’re not supposed to drink on the pills that keep your brain functioning. They literally make your brain not hurt you.

Husband: I won’t drink in the house. I’ll do what Anthony Bourdain does, he only drinks when he’s out having a good time.

This always enraged me.

For a very long time I loathed and despised Anthony Bourdain. I wasn’t even able to enjoy his shows because every time I saw that silver hair and those deep eyes I thought, “You’re the reason my husband still thinks it’s okay to drink. You’re such a fucker.”

Now? Now I feel terrible. Now I see other possibilities: He was fighting hard to achieve balance and stay well, and that was his solution, to still drink sometimes so that he wouldn’t throw it all over and go on a bender one day. And in the end, no matter how hard he fought, no matter how successful he was, that horrible disease won.

And it’s terrifying. I can’t help but see my husband there, my husband lying alone in some hotel room in France, off working away from his family and the people who might have been better equipped to help him see that he needed to go to the hospital or talk him down.

It doesn’t matter that my husband never leaves the county, let alone the country, to work. I can’t help but see those similarities.

What I’m hoping, very much, is that the tragedy of Anthony Bourdain’s loss to our community will compel more understanding of depression, especially for men. For many years, most of his formative ones, my husband who very clearly displayed depression and anxiety symptoms in hindsight, was told to “man up”, “stop being lazy”, and “get his act together”, when what he really needed was a serotonin reuptake inhibitor. Unfortunately, my husband’s first year of college was interrupted by his disease. He couldn’t make himself go to classes, he dropped out, he went home. It had a ripple effect on the rest of his life. To this day he hasn’t finished school and works jobs that he might not have if he’d finished his education.

But depression is a struggle, and it steals things from people. I’m glad it hasn’t stolen his life.

My husband is doing better now, after several frantic despair filled years, but it’s better by degrees. He still has days when he comes home from work and sleeps all day. He has entire weeks where he can’t sleep more than 4 hours a night because of his anxiety, and then he wants to turn to alcohol. Which is a trap, as it makes the medication less effective, and makes everything worse, which makes him want to drink more, and on into perpetuity until he’s an alcoholic mess again, which his family helps him avoid.

And that’s what people with depression and anxiety need. Friends and family. People to be there, not smother, but people close enough to say, “Hey, you’re not doing as well as you usually are, do you need anything?”

And I wonder if that person wasn’t there for Anthony Bourdain, or if they were was he a good enough actor that they never knew how terrible he was feeling? Was his decision to kill himself a dark whim that may have passed otherwise, but since he was alone, didn’t?

My husband has us, but I do lay awake and worry some nights about what might happen to him if I were in an accident and died and he was left alone. How long would it be before he followed me? We have children and they need him. Would they be enough to keep him going? These are the thoughts of people who love the chronically depressed. We know, deep in our hearts, that sometimes the people we love think about death as a soothing alternative to existing. And it terrifies us.

And we still love them with all our hearts.

Rest in peace, Anthony Bourdain.

May the end of your struggle shine a light on all the ways we can help those we love.

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Ki Brightly’s Patreon!

patreon-logoSo, I decided to do a thing I said I would never do, which is basically put myself “out there” as me, in all my awkward, fumbling glory.

Let me break it down:

For a while I have been struggling to live off of what I make as a writer, as it is not the easiest thing to do in the world. For various reasons I have been doing my work from home with my kids, which is also not easy if you’ve ever done it. This is not a litany of complaints post (though I could likely do that), but about a million things have conspired, in various ways, to make me chronically short on cash.

So…a friend convinced me that I should start a Patreon, something where I’m not simply begging for money, but allowing people access to new or unusual “Ki Brightly” content that they may not otherwise get a chance to see.

Okay.

I literally have zero idea about what I’m going to do with this thing, but here it is. And you get to see me, if that’s something you’re interested in. Here is the link to my Patreon account.

If you haven’t been convinced that you would like to participate in my Patreon here is some of the content you might expect in the future if you were to become a Patron of my art. (I am snickering as I type that. I have no idea why my brain has decided it is so funny.) Here I am doing a partial reading of “If You Give an Incubus a Cookie”.

All right friends, and if I’m perfectly honest, I’m hoping that the enticement of a couple of bucks a month will make me more dedicated to working on my blog. I don’t know why I have so much trouble sitting down and doing the “blog” thing (other than my general lack of five minutes to sit down and think when my kids are home), but…wait…no, it’s probably the kids. (I love them, really I do.)

I hope everyone is having a wonderful day!

Happy reading!

kibrightly


Check out my newest book Trust Trade!

trusttradefs_v1Life hasn’t been good to Jeb Birchman. When he attempted to escape his abusive, zealot father, he found himself on the streets, making a living the only way he knew how, the victim of more violent men—one of whom orchestrates a series of vicious attacks that leave Jeb deaf. Now that he’s aged beyond his latest client’s interest, Jeb knows he needs to escape his risky lifestyle before it’s too late. Seeing one last chance for himself, he earns a GED and enrolls in college.

Freddy Williams enjoys a life that couldn’t be more different from what Jeb has survived. He loves sports, being a personal trainer, and hanging out with friends. The son of deaf parents, Freddy is an outspoken advocate of the Deaf community and works as an interpreter at his college. When he meets Jeb at the bookstore, he’s struck by how attractive he is, and as they get to know each other, he finds Jeb’s good heart just as appealing. By the time he learns of Jeb’s past, it’s only a few steps behind them, and Freddy must make a choice between school and his familiar routine and protecting the man he’s falling in love with.

See a sample of Trust Trade here.

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