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The Creative Process Isn’t All Rainbows Farted by Unicorns

balloons                I’m a positive person. I’m the type of person who truly believes nearly anything can be done, likely attributable to the steady diet of positive 90’s movies with ridiculous endings during my childhood. But…I’ve been working on the second book in the Gem City Grit universe for nearly 9 months now. That is beyond the pale. It should have taken me four months to get this book done, tops. I’m beginning to think it will never end. At least half of the reason this is dragging out so long is my fault. I like to play the blame game, but there you are. I have, as yet, to figure out a workable, reliable daily writing schedule around my Sugar Plum’s job that he started last August and my children, whom because of that delightful schedule I am nearly entirely responsible for.

                I feel like Winnie-ther-Pooh, Singing a Complaining song.

                Yes, ther Pooh.

                You know what that means.

                I spend soooo much of my day with my children and I love them.

                But I really want this book done. I’m up at 5 am again even though I know it turns me into a bear by day three. I need this book to be done.

                Tut tut, it looks like I’m starting to loathe and detest every waking moment I don’t get to work on this book because I want it to be done so badly.

                That’s actually a slight exaggeration fueled by grumpy, up too early, melodramatic thoughts. Yesterday was Sugar Plum’s birthday and my living room is scattered with balloons I blew up for his party at the kids’ insistence, and all I can think as I look at them is, “So much wasted time”. That’s how I knew I had to find time to work on this story more, even if I had to steal it from my sleep and stop doing every other single “extra” thing I do that isn’t keep up the house so that it isn’t disgusting and take care of the kids. When I start hating things like birthday parties as wasted time I know.

                The creative process is so fun sometimes!

                Tut tut, it looks like a mild anxiety attack.

                So, the agenda for today is to find at least 4 hours to write without relying on Sugar Plum to pull his weight and give it to me because that so infrequently happens, teach my eldest pre-Algebra, teach my youngest to recognize the ABC’s, and potentially throw in a science lesson somewhere. Hell, I might even start teaching state capitals today. Why not?

                But I have to get this Gem City Grit book done before my brain declares war on itself. I’m tired of thinking about it without it going anywhere and getting done. I need to be thinking about new stories, new characters. I have to be done with it.


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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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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Dreamspinner Press

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OMG! Where The Hell Have You Been?

Hello All!

Thanks for asking, Internet friends. Mostly I’ve been getting down to the nitty gritty of writing. Last night I completed the second book in the Gem City Grit universe in three notebooks. I’m kind of excited about that.

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The title is still up in the air. I’m thinking, perhaps, Love It Like You Stole It.

I haven’t notebooked a novel since Threefold Love, which was my first professionally released story. It’s nostalgic, but as I stare down the barrel of typing it all out I’m seriously wondering if I am insane. Working in a notebook allows me to avoid the myriad distractions and pornographic bounties of the Internet, but it also, alas, creates more work. I’m not entirely sure it’s bad work though. I’m, optimistically, choosing to view it as the first layer of editing.  

One other thing before I sign off here. Dreamspinner Press has The Paranaturalist on sale with 2 other ghostly tomes until the end of the weekend (October 16, 2016). Happy reading!

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Writing Fugue

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(Mark Ruffalo as  Bruce Banner from The Avengers)

This is basically how I feel when I’ve been writing for two hours straight and finally resurface.


Check out my book The Shape of Honey!

ShapeofHoney[The]

Available on Amazon , Dreamspinner Press, and other retailers.

Yulian Volkov is an entrepreneur and lone werewolf who hates the city. At a pack meeting, he learns the only member he’s attracted to is being expelled for crimes unspecified. Yulian strikes a deal with the pack leader to allow Rolly Witten to live on his farm and work in his Meadery. Although enjoying handsome Rolly’s company, Yulian must tread carefully, since Rolly doesn’t trust him and the pack doesn’t acknowledge homosexuality exists. Meanwhile, Yulian stealthily courts Rolly by teaching him the value of his wolf side.

Rolly, who’s known he was gay since he was a teen, has accepted a life of solitude—and a life of crime. He has no desire to relocate. Yet Yulian’s trust in his ability to do honest work builds his confidence. As life is settling well for them, Rolly learns a friend from his old pack had a crush on him, and he’s torn between returning his friend’s feelings or pursuing the budding relationship with Yulian. But that’s not their worst problem. Assassins are trying to take out both wolves, and they need to figure out who wants them dead or all the trust and happiness they’re building together won’t matter.

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Haters Gonna Hate

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There’s a lot of hate out there on the internet, so much so that some days I find it hard to find my enthusiasm to write if I muck around in too much of it. It seems like everyone has an opinion on why other people shouldn’t do things. Good things. Bad things. Neutral things, someone doesn’t want you to fucking do it. Every now and then I read something online about m/m publications and writing and what people should and shouldn’t be allowed to write based on their (insert whatever here: sexual orientation, gender, race, political persuasion, religion, pretty much anything). Sometimes there are good points, but frequently it is all outrage porn that irritates me down to my bones.

I’m a writer. I write. I imagine people and their situations. I try to put myself into other people’s shoes with varying degrees of success. I’m not perfect and that is why critique, criticism, and going to others to check over your work is sometimes necessary. I’m not about to let who I am in my (somewhat boring) day to day life dictate the lives, occupations, sexual identities, and gender of IMAGINARY PEOPLE I can create. Imagine a world in which writers only wrote people just like they are. It would be a sad, sad thing, let me tell you. I certainly want to write as inclusively as possible as well, so if I only wrote people like me that would be off the table. NO ONE would be able to write inclusively. (Once again, I’m certain when I do this comes off with varying degrees of success.)

I’m not saying that the voices of minorities should be “stolen”, surely not, but I do think that an author who puts their heart and soul into researching a character, often getting to know people in real life they might have never gotten to know otherwise in the process, is just doing what the age old profession of storytelling is all about. They make shit up. They sift through the dreck of society and decide whether or not what they find there is worth using in the story they’re making up. They look at stereotypes and they look at the unusual, and they decide what might make a good story, what’s bullshit, what’s hurtful, what people are struggling against, be it the mundane or the spiritual.

Writers write.

I tell stories.

Sometimes I tell stories that are very close to reality. Sometime I tell fantasies, but I try to approach things that don’t come directly from my personal experience respectfully.

I, in the true spirit of my hopeless romanticism, like to believe most other writers are trying to do the same thing. I like to think that everyone who writes is trying to get to some fundamental truth about reality and the spirit of humankind, even if it’s just how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop or how to make their hero orgasm.

I am tired of being told I can’t write this, that, or the other thing. I can write it. I do write it. I do the best I can, and I try to support other authors who do the best they can, and I try to give my readers the spit shined gold rather than the trash that gets slung on the cutting room floor.

I’m not suggesting we, the writing and reading community, don’t have discussion and discourse about things we notice that are wrong in the world, but entertainers and artists are always walking that line—pointing those social problems out through satire and fictitious scenarios that are frequently meant to educate the public or shock them into action. Do we sometimes write the status quo? Yes, that happens to, and do stereotypes sometimes work their way into novels? Certainly.

Artists are human too.

But, more frequently than most, I think, writers and entertainers are amongst those people putting a lot of thought into why people do what they do, and whether or not that is acceptable and what common reactions a particular action might engender and what maybe might be better. Sometimes writers are just going for realism, and sometimes reality is fucking shitty.

It just depends on the story a writer is trying to tell.

I can write. I will write. And I’m going to let that hate slide down my back and go right down the drain with all the other hate I ignore and fight against by living the best life I can. I will write the best stories I can, and be true to myself.

That’s all I can do.

If I listened to every naysayer out there I would never get another word out onto a page.

So, write. Read. Do all the things. Make love, not war.


Check out my book The Shape of Honey!

ShapeofHoney[The]

Available on Amazon , Dreamspinner Press, and other retailers.

Yulian Volkov is an entrepreneur and lone werewolf who hates the city. At a pack meeting, he learns the only member he’s attracted to is being expelled for crimes unspecified. Yulian strikes a deal with the pack leader to allow Rolly Witten to live on his farm and work in his Meadery. Although enjoying handsome Rolly’s company, Yulian must tread carefully, since Rolly doesn’t trust him and the pack doesn’t acknowledge homosexuality exists. Meanwhile, Yulian stealthily courts Rolly by teaching him the value of his wolf side.

Rolly, who’s known he was gay since he was a teen, has accepted a life of solitude—and a life of crime. He has no desire to relocate. Yet Yulian’s trust in his ability to do honest work builds his confidence. As life is settling well for them, Rolly learns a friend from his old pack had a crush on him, and he’s torn between returning his friend’s feelings or pursuing the budding relationship with Yulian. But that’s not their worst problem. Assassins are trying to take out both wolves, and they need to figure out who wants them dead or all the trust and happiness they’re building together won’t matter.

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