I’m writing this late on Thursday - and it’s been six weeks and I still don’t have running water. If that changes between now and Sunday, I’ll update - but I’m not expecting it to change.
I’ve been working on Queen - and I’ve made some edits. If you’re in the US, you will understand why my not-so-subtle naming convention was changed. I don’t want to discuss it - I’m just letting you know why a couple of names have been changed.
This has been a hard week for a lot of reasons, but instead of kicking rocks, I started another audio recording. If you’ve subscribed to my Graffridge Publishing ‘stack, then you’re already getting And So It Begins - but as of Monday, you’ll also start getting Ashes to Ashes.
Here’s the prologue:
Like many others, I’m tired, I’m angry, and I’m afraid for myself and those I love who are not white cis-het men. Know that if you’re one of the groups of us that feels threatened - in my spaces, you are safely welcomed and appreciated. Give yourself time to feel all of the feelings, then channel them into something useful - even if it’s a sledgehammer.
For me? I’m going to pour it into my writing. We need the stories now, more than ever before. We all need to keep moving forward as best we can.
I appreciate each and every one of you, but I’m going to say something I’ve already been advised against… if you think that it’s a good thing what happened on Election day regarding the highest office, please unsubscribe and stop reading my books. (And yes, I’ve toned down the language in this paragraph.)
Whoops. Guess I’m still really angry - and no, I don’t see that changing any time soon.
Insta-love, Multicultural, Interracial, Romantic Comedy Novella
When Ava takes her break-up vacation in Santa Barbara, she clicks an interesting photo and uploads it to her Instagram. The photo features a home of a handsome man named Amit, one of her million followers. An exchange of messages sparks chemistry between them. They meet in person and their feelings grow with intimacy. Both Ava and Amit are looking for nothing more than a summer fling. When love strikes, will they be ready?
Kess—you so completely expressed my feelings about this past week. I truly worry about what our country is becoming. My friend and I had planned to retire at the end of the year, but we have both put that off. We’re scared of what programs will be gutted. It’s been a very depressing week for me.
My group of family and friends feel gutted. My daughter had a hysterectomy at the beginning of the month for health reasons. Her doctor said a lot of gynecologists are working overtime to get necessary surgeries done while they still can. They are genuinely concerned about what changes could come in the new year.