Hi everyone at Give a Girl a Pen,

I wanted to share my exciting news. My debut novel, Dark Future a sexy time-travel romance, is coming out October 11th from Avon Impulse. And what can be better than a new novel out…a sale I tell you. Right now, Dark Future is on sale for .99cents at Amazon for a limited time. To whet your appetite here’s the back cover blurb.

Awakened in the middle of the night by a future version of herself, Kris Davenport is given a mission: go forward in time to save the world—and His life. Of course, her future self doesn’t tell her who he is, just sends her into an abyss and straight into an alien invasion.

He turns out to be ConRad Smith, the callous, untrusting Commander of Earth’s army and the world’s last defense. There’s only one way to know for sure if this strange woman is an alien spy—slice her throat. Except, he didn’t anticipate the heat he would feel as he interrogates the hot-tempered, warm-blooded woman. For a man whose sole focus has been survival, she’s more temptation than he can handle. But a world on the brink of destruction leaves no room for love…and time is running out.

Come check it out on Amazon. http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Future-ebook/dp/B005JSMM8Q

Thanks everyone for all your support. Happy reading!

KC Klein is the author of Dark Future, a sexy futuristic time-travel. She became serious about writing three years ago and was as surprised as anyone when her stories took a turn toward dark and snarky. Today, she divides her time between taking care of her family and driving in circles around Arizona, too busy creating stories in her head to pay attention to mere road signs. KC would love a visit at kckleinbooks.com.

It’s a new year and we’d love to hear your writing goals. Share your successes from 2010 and what you’d like to accomplish for 2011.

The rain has been non stop, the fall chill has finally started to settle in.  I climb out of bed and begin my daily task of waking the kids, making a hot breakfast, and sending them off to school. 

Superhero of the morning I then busy myself feeding the cats and dog.  I allow my medium black mutt Jenna to run the yard as I find all 8 of my cats to feed.  Not exactly ready for fall I walk the backyard in my flip flops.  My toes begin to turn a nice shade of pink as the soaking, cold grass brushes against them. 

I can’t find all my cats so I set off to the front yard calling for them.  In the distance I can hear a cat’s meow.  Fluffy is notorious for climbing on my roof and getting stuck so I look up to see if I can see her.  Nope, no sign of her on my roof.  I hear her cries become more insistent as I scan the nearby trees.  I use my imperfect ears and follow her meow across the street, I must be getting closer because she is getting excited and her meow is more frequent.  I am praying she isn’t stuck in my neighbor’s huge 200 foot tree.  how will I ever get her out of that?  I can’t see any sign of a feline in between the branches.  I keep moving toward the sound as a furry grey face peeks off the roof of the grumpy old man across the street. 

“Great”, I exclaim.  A bit of a whine in  my voice.  I walk to the side of my house as Fluffy is meowing for me to not leave her.  I grab our old simming pool ladder, it has been lying out in our yard for two years now.  I sigh and begin the walk back to grumpy old man’s house.  “What is he going to think when I go walk up to his garage with my ladder?”  I mumble under my breath.  I set it as close to the garage as I dare.  My stomach is twisting and turning.  “Please don’t see me, please don’t see me.”  I reach up and grab my cat.  I lower her closer to the ground and drop her.  She runs off toward my house.  I grab my ladder and chase after her, not daring to look behind me. 

I reach the safety of my yard and drop my ladder back in it’s place.  Fluffy is rubbing across my legs in gratitude of her rescue.  I pick her up, look her straight into her yellow eyes and whisper, so my other neighbors don’t think I am nuts for talking to my cat, “You are not allowed to go to grumpy old man’s house.  Just stay here in my yard.  If you get stuck on his roof again, I will not save you.”  I pat her head and return into my house.

This scene played out this morning, I was thinking of using it because to me it was kind of funny after all was said and done.  Just wanted other opinions on it.

So how did I feel when I became one of the RT/Brava Writing with the Stars finalists?

In one word—terrified, okay, maybe that’s not entirely true. I was also happy, elated, honored, but terrified sure was up there.

I hadn’t known the competition even existed until Erin Kellison, my crit partner, emailed me the announcement. After reading the email, my stomach tightened, and my heart rate reached dangerous levels. I knew my manuscript, Dark Future, was perfect for the contest, and for some reason that scared me all the more. Being the fearless and intrepid person that I am, I decided not to enter. I had too many legit reasons. The Brava line was too sexy, too bold. What would my mother think? With over five hundred entries, the chances of me becoming a finalist were nil at best.

I entered anyways.

A few weeks later, I received an email from Megan Records asking me to call her with my contact information. I emailed her instead, and immediately went in search of my mobile phone. My phone was ringing before I even got downstairs. Megan told me I was one of the ten finalists. I don’t remember much after that. Soon there was a flurry of emails. Bios needed to be sent, headshots taken and web sites launched. And of course, I had none of these things.

I spent a few sleepless nights researching the other competitors and realized I had some stiff competition…a lawyer, a housewife, multiple mothers, and many, many contest finalists. My palms got a little sweaty, and then I reminded myself that hey, I’m a multiple contest finalist too, (a winner of the Revel Your Inner Vixen), but this didn’t help the sweat rings under my arms.
One thing is for sure, even if I get booted out during the first round, this competition has put a fire under my rear end, and because of that I am one step closer to being a published writer.

Please visit me at kckleinbooks.com, and don’t forget to vote. You can cast your vote beginning on Oct 11th on the RT website at RTBookReviews.com.

KC

KC Klein is the author of Dark Future, a sexy futuristic time-travel. She became serious about writing three years ago and was as surprised as anyone when her stories took a turn toward dark and snarky. Today, she divides her time between taking care of her family and driving in circles around Arizona, too busy creating stories in her head to pay attention to mere road signs. KC would love a visit at kckleinbooks.com.

Fire Petal Bookstore Tour

Michelle Witte has opened a bookstore for children and teens in Centerville Utah and we would like to offer up our support. Please visit Fire Petal‘s site and offer your support of this great effort.

Good luck and best wishes to Fire Petal Books and Michelle!

Let us know, in the comments, what you’re doing to share your love of books.

What is your idea of a perfect day? Is it sitting on the beach sipping a margarita? Is it going out for wine, dinner and a movie? Is it getting your house cleaned?
I had a perfect day recently and it included nothing on the above list. (But if hubby is reading this the last one is greatly needed and would be much appreciated.)
The morning started out fabulous. I woke up on time, worked out, had my hubby take the kids to school , and I enjoyed a peaceful breakfast while I planned out my day. By nine that morning I had the kitchen cleaned and was armed with a cup of green tea and a protein snack ready for my commute. A few steps and one flight of stairs later I was in my writing office complete with a door that shuts and ear buds for my Pandora. A productive morning ensued, a break for a good lunch and then a few more hours of writing until the kiddos came home from school.
It wasn’t until my daughter asked me how my day was that I stopped and thought about what I had accomplished. I realized how much I appreciated working as a “writer” even if it was for just one day. I had no overwhelming “to do” list or any great adventure, but all in all I couldn’t remember a time where I felt more at peace.
Only a writer or some other artist would be completely content to do nothing except work their craft all day. Not many people could understand that. Realizing this, I answered my daughter truthfully. It was perfect.

KC Klein is the author of Dark Future, a sexy futuristic time-travel. She became serious about writing three years ago and was as surprised as anyone when her stories took a turn toward dark and snarky. Today, she divides her time between taking care of her family and driving in circles around Arizona, too busy creating stories in her head to pay attention to mere road signs. KC would love a visit at kckleinbooks.com.