END OF YEAR BLOG 2017   1 comment

Greetings All,

I admit it. I’m not a great blogger. I usually only blog when I have news or a book cover reveal from one of my writer friends.

This year has been not good in so many ways (political) but it hasn’t been good for me in other ways. I ended up leaving a soul-sucking job that caused an ongoing health issue. Not only did the job suck, now I have a chronic issue because of it. I haven’t been able to find another job but I keep persisting. But overall, besides the job, it’s not been a bad year.

I ended up moving to a smaller town, still in California but not ideal. I’m hoping to move back to LA soon (once I find the elusive job).

Still no agent/book deal/movie deal etc. I have a new YA Murder mystery I wrote that I’m excited to enter into Sun vs Snow at the end of January. If I don’t get in, I’ll query it. I hope that 2018 is finally my year to achieve my literary dreams. I do have hope though and I keep going, which is all I can do. I’m making a Vision Board on Pinterest in order to put my goals in a visual form. My pinterest boards are here: http://www.pinterest.com/kathleea

My three year old Tortie is thriving and she got used to the new apartment before I did!

Toffee at five months

I got to spend the holidays with family and that was nice.

I’ve been trying to think of a word to focus on in 2018, I know several are doing this as a way to help themselves but I can’t think of one.

My goals this upcoming year, the ones I can control (agent etc. are out of my control) are to write four novels. I recently finished a short story I’m submitting to an anthology and I’d like to get back to writing short stories again. It’s how I started writing…well, first I wrote poetry, then moved onto short stories and finally, novels.

I hope to get a new computer this coming year. Mine is from 2009 and needs replacing. It’s a good thing I know where the T, S, A and E are because they have faded out. The space bar doesn’t always work. And the R key doesn’t work unless you tap it with a hard tap. So, yeah, a new computer would be lovely.

pink cat typing

My wish for you  in the new year is that you find your passion and pursue that passion in order to feed your soul. For me, it’s writing. I will never NOT write because it’s imprinted on my DNA (not really but it feels like it could be).

I hope you have good health, happiness, enough money to live on, family and friends and a cat who loves you. Okay, a dog could work too.


My wish for 2018 is for everyone to be at peace but never stop standing up for what you know is right, even if you are the only one standing!

Happy New Year,




Posted December 30, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

SIGHTWITCH!   Leave a comment

Would you like to read the first chapter of SIGHTWITCH by Susan Dennard? Of course you would! Here you go?

via Read the First Chapter From Sightwitch | Tor Teen Blog

Posted December 7, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

BOOKS YOU MIGHT LIKE!   Leave a comment

Go here for ideas for books to buy! Mine is on there too.

Check it out!

Whatever Holiday Gift Guide 2017, Day Two: Non-Traditionally Published Books – Whatever

Posted December 5, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

Progress on NaNoWriMo   Leave a comment

Greetings All,

It’s the middle of November and I had 23K written on my NaNo novel but it stalled out in the middle and so I decided to start over. What? Start over? But there’s only….(INSERT NUMBER) daysleft! Yeah, the thing is I need to make my words sing in a way they weren’t. In my WIP my main character loses the love of her life and is grief-stricken about it. I wanted to have her pain ooze off the page into the reader’s soul and it wasn’t. Oh, sure, I could’ve done it in the revision stage but I needed to start over. THIS IS WHAT PANTSERS DO. Or at least what I do. I’m happy with what I’ve written so far even though it’s only 500 words. Will I finish by the end of November? I don’t know and I’m okay with it.

As I was writing the story I realized it was going in a direction I didn’t want it to go. It’s a story about how a seventeen-year-old girl copes with the suicide of her girlfriend and the fallout from it and how she begins to heal.

I better get back to it.



Pooh wants to go back to page 1

Posted November 18, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

November is the Best Month   Leave a comment

Greetings All,

It’s been a while since I blogged. I was trying for a spot in Pitchwars but alas, didn’t make it in. Since August I’ve been writing a new book (okay, two new ones) and decided to write one for NaNoWriMo. I’ve also recently moved to a new apt. and am in the midst of unpacking.

November is my favorite month of the year. It used to be because, when I lived in Michigan, I’d look forward to the gray, cold, snowy days (as long as I didn’t have to drive in the snow). But now that I’m in NorCal, November is pretty much the same as any other month except it does rain more and gets a bit chilly. Still, I like November and I bet you can guess why. Yep, it’s my birthday month! Something exciting always happens around my birthday (and please don’t let it be the move) so I am ever hopeful. Maybe it’s the excitement of NaNoWriMo happening. I did it for four years in a row, then stopped because I didn’t need NaNo to help me write 50K words anymore.

NaNo taught me to write the bleeping book because as others have said, you can’t edit a blank page. It doesn’t matter what you write, you can fix it later. This is actually they way I write my first drafts now. I write and write and write until I reach the end, let it sit for a few days, weeks or months then revise, edit and send out to beta readers and critique partners. I take their feedback and let it marinate for a day or two before I look at it. I make note of confusing spots or places where it needs more explanation. I usually look at all the comments first and if there are more than one comment about one area, I will tackle it. I don’t always do every tiny little thing they’ve asked me to do, I only do what is right for my novel.

But that’s down the road in December or later. Right now I have to write the first draft.

My birthday wish is to get an agent…hee hee. That’s always my birthday/Christmas/New Year’s Day/Valentine’s Day/St. Patrick’s Day, (well, you get the idea) wish. MAYBE IT WILL HAPPEN THIS YEAR.

But if it doesn’t, I will continue to write because it’s in my DNA (as my fam member said) and I need it to live like I need to breathe. *nods head in agreement*

If you want to be a writing buddy on NaNo, my name is kathleea, same as my Twitter name.

Now, go forth and write!


Kathleensilent movie writing

Posted November 6, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

#PIMPMYBIO PART 2   Leave a comment

Hi All,

If you clicked on this bio, you might be confused because I already have a bio up. Well, I’m doing another one because I “might” be subbing a different manuscript into Pitchwars. If you don’t know what Pitchwars is, see Brenda Drake’s blog or check out the new Pitchwars website which launches in two days from today, July 26th. https://twitter.com/brendadrake

I’ve entered Pitchwars since 2012 with different manuscripts. Last year I entered a gothic horror which, in retrospect, wasn’t ready. It’s since been revised, edited, edited some more, rewritten with a new format and ending and a new first chapter. I can’t seem to let go of this book so I’m going to try it again.


I bet you can’t guess what my book is about, can you?

Here’s my Pinterest inspiration board: https://www.pinterest.com/kathleea/for-in-that-sleep-of-death-what-dreams-may-come-yo/

And another board: https://www.pinterest.com/kathleea/victorian/

My book is a YA retelling of Frankenstein with a female protagonist who fights against Victorian notions of what a seventeen-year-old girl should and shouldn’t do in London in 1888. It does get a bit graphic at times so if you get queasy better stay clear!

I said on Twitter that this is the book of my heart. What does that say about me that the book of my heart is a gothic horror? Yeah, we won’t go there.

So if any mentors are looking for a gothic horror to put a spit shine polish on, look no further! I’m one of those odd writers who likes to revise because it always makes your book stronger.

So, there you have it.




Posted July 27, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

#PIMPMYBIO 2017 EDITION   Leave a comment


Greetings All,

Yes, I’m entering Pitchwars again this year. Last year I tried, okay I admit it I tried to get in for several years (what year did it start again?) If you aren’t sure what Pitchwars is, go here: http://www.brenda-drake.com/2017/06/pitch-wars-2017-details/

It’s basically a writing contest for unagented writers with completed manuscripts who are looking for a literay agent. If you get in you get to work with a mentor who will help shape your manuscript for the agent round. Once agents see your pitch they may request and that request may turn into an offer! That’s the dream of course.



I’m entering a different story this year. It’s still young adult (I mean what else could it be?) but this one is an historical fantasy! Maybe it’s a gothic fantasy. Anyway, it’s about a Victorian music student who falls in love with his strange, enchanting  reclusive pupil. But there’s something odd about the house and about her controlling father. There’s a garden that blooms before his eyes yet when he tries to find it again, it’s only weeds. Strange faces appear in the wall, voices whisper when there is no one there and the magnificent Grand Piano plays by itself. Victorian man playing piano




Spiritualist sisters

The boy meets a Spiritualist who warns him there is a dark entity around him but he doesn’t heed her warning until deaths of his fellow students happen. And it’s somehow tied to the piano girl.

But how?

And what’s even stranger, the piano girl gives him a marzipan rose to eat and it’s the sweetest confection he’s ever tasted. He craves more of it and can’t wait until he eats it again. He won’t have to wait long, there’s a box of it waiting for him at his dormitory, each piece a tableau of a scene from his life including a recent stolen kiss with one of the spiritualist girls. The tableau includes a marzipan girl who has a knife embedded in her chest. Someone spied on him and the spiritualist girl. Someone who wishes her dead.

Marzipan rose


As the boy practices for his end-of-year performance piece he becomes more and more convinced he has to get the piano girl away from her father and the strange house.  His plan is to whisk her away after one of their lessons but when his plan falls through he’s left making the hardest choice he’s ever had to make.


And that’s a brief snippet of what my book is about!

Fairy dust





Posted July 7, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

MY SOUL TO GIVE-BOOK   Leave a comment

A writer friend of mine has a new book out!




When Celina Leviet escapes the brutal home invasion that kills her husband, she’s left with a bullet in her gut and vengeance in her heart. An alluring demon, Mekaisto, offers an irresistible deal—in exchange for her soul, he’ll let her live long enough to get her revenge, but she must hunt and kill the murderers herself.

After sealing the contract, Celina digs into her husband’s past for clues about his murder, and what she uncovers makes her question everything she thought she knew about him.

His company never existed.
His family history was a lie.

And he was involved with The Lumen, a shadowy religious order whose members know too much about demons. As the life she thought she knew crumbles around her, Mekaisto’s charms become harder to resist. Forced to face a horrible truth, Celina struggles against her late husband’s betrayal and the dark seduction of the devil she knows.



Short Excerpt

Her breath came faster, and he could smell what she wanted before she even knew what it was. “Please, Kai—I’m yours. I want more. I want everything you can give me.”

The wave of lust heating his body could have burned a city to the ground. “Well, now,” he whispered in her ear as he stood, lifting her up with him, “I need to oblige such begging with a reward.”




Evernight Publishing: http://bit.ly/2t3IZZA





I’m passionate about writing, reading, photo manipulation artwork, animals, anime/manga, video games, the fandom world of TV shows and movies, and stuff like that. I’m a proud Ravenclaw: I’ve always been sorted into this house, but the recent Pottermore sorting placed me in Gryffindor―I don’t care since the Sorting Hat couldn’t consider my choice, so I identify with Ravenclaw, and that’s where I’ll remain!


I have two main hobbies: writing and creating book covers. I’m also a gamer (Diablo, Zelda, Final Fantasy), enjoy listening to music (and always singing along to Disney), have a passion for Japanese culture, and adore reading. I love anime/manga, Japanese Dramas and consider myself a proud fan of many different TV shows including Buffy, Supernatural, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Merlin, Game of Thrones, Outlander, etc.


I wrote my first story when I was 12 years old (and we’ll never talk about that story), but started writing three years later. Since then, I always write, and this particular novel is my 19th story. It’s always been a dream to be a published author, and I can happily say I’ve reached that goal―I plan on continuing writing and publishing for the rest of my days.


Connect with Magali

Website: http://bit.ly/1G4NELt
Facebook Page: http://bit.ly/2su1ZTS
Twitter: http://bit.ly/2oRUGit
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2sci0uL



(This story has two points of view )

“I am a demon, Celina, and above all else, demons love the hunt.” He smirked when her eyes widened.

“So, you see having sex with someone as a hunt?”

He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “By your expression, I would say you still do not quite understand.”

“It’s your twisted logic.”


“I take my time, stalk my prey first, count the number of breaths she takes, imagine her screams…”

She arched an eyebrow. “That’s not at all creepy.”

Kai ignored her. “I am a creature of infinite time; the world creeps by, yet an intimate moment is so fleeting, it feels as though it is gone in less than a second.” He stopped, expecting an interruption again, but she stayed silent. “The pleasure is heightened by the danger, and in the throes of passion, I could lose my control and revert to the form least likely to be found pleasurable by my … partner?” He lost himself in the images in his mind, pinning down Celina’s body, taking her in a way she would never be able to recreate with a mere mortal man. “Hunting is simple. There is always one in the crowd that stands out—rarely is it the one searching for the one-night stand—no…” Kai locked his eyes with hers and goose bumps rose on her arms and legs. “No, the one unsure of what society wants her to be, the one who is desperate to be loved and appreciated. She is the one I seek.”

“So, social outcasts are your type?”

His eyes pierced her until he could see through her mind again, to all those curious little fantasies.

He smiled. “It’s about finesse, Celina. I listen to her, and as she speaks more confidently, I brush a hand over her skin”—his hand skimmed Celina’s neck as he brushed her back—“just enough so she shivers with anticipation of what my lips would feel like in the same spot.” He delved into Celina’s mind as his words worked against her disdain for him. “Then I caress her in a way she won’t notice, but her subconscious will let her lean into, let her mind take over and her body will beg for more.”

“She’d notice if…” She followed his gaze to his hand on her knee.

“Are you certain?” He’d worked his own body into a sensual frenzy as he’d drawn her into his web.

She stared at him, her cheeks flushing. “I—”

“Eventually, I suggest a night filled with pleasure.” He couldn’t contain his smile as he moved closer. “I keep touching her in small ways—maintaining physical contact at all times.” His hand inched up her side, until he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She sucked in a breath and he cupped her cheek.

He sat close to her and her scent calmed and excited him at the same time.

“Kai?” Her voice wavered.

“Sex is fleeting.” He took her chin and drew her close. “But intimacy is endless, a continuous moment of gentle touches”—his hand dropped back to her knee, and then made its way up her thigh until she let out a small gasp—“personal boundaries broken, and pleasures that go beyond sex.”

She sat as if frozen. “It’s still a one-night stand.”

“Mine last longer—and you reveal not only your body.” His hand moved to the middle of her chest. “When you are intimate with a demon, you reveal your soul. You make yourself vulnerable and open.”

“Considering you’ll have my soul sometime soon, I’m not giving you a free sample.” She drew away from him and stood. “I won’t be your prey tonight.”

Another surge of heat rushed through him, but he pushed it down with a long, deep breath. “You would set me loose on another human?”

She glared at him. “I wasn’t aware I had a choice about what you do outside of our deal. This would be on you, not me.”

“You think you control what I do within our deal?”

She rubbed her arms when he stood. “Not when you say it like that.”

“Celina…” He stopped in front of her and leaned into her personal space, drawing a lungful of a scent he would only ever associate with her.

He wrapped his arms around her, swallowing the shiver that shook her body. “What are you—?”

“Let’s play, Celina. I can assure you, you will not regret a night in my arms.”

I want you… Against all my instincts, I need you close.

Celina pushed him as hard as she could, and he withdrew as disappointment withered his gaze.

“Let me go, Mekaisto.”

You are trembling again, my dove… Is it because you are scared you will give in? How far can I push you until you bend?

“What if I say no?”

She glared at him, but Kai’s smile widened. He could feel, even smell, the pulsing between her legs begging him to take her.

“Isn’t it enough you’re getting my life and my soul? Now you need my body, too?” She pushed against him again, but he only held tighter, unable to let her go. “Why are you doing this? I just lost my husband, found out things that break my heart. I can’t sit and flirt with you.”

“I am offering you the chance to forget.”

“No!” Her hands clenched to fists as she shoved even harder against his chest. “No! You want to take everything I have left.”

He grabbed her wrists, pushed her back on the sofa, and pinned her down, his body hovering over her. “What is your life without your body?” He tilted his head and flicked his tongue across his lips. “You never asked what selling your life and soul meant specifically. Allow me to enlighten you now.” He moved until his face loomed only an inch or so from her face and her breath caught. He let go of her wrists, but his gaze pinned her to the spot.

“What?” Her voice ached just above a whisper.

“I own every inch of you … body and soul.”

Her face flushed and her lips trembled. “I never agreed to that!”

“You agreed to living. The details did not matter to you.”

“I was dying! You told me I didn’t have much time left, so it—”

His smile widened. “Even if you had all the time in the world, it would not have made a difference. Humans never read the fine print.”


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Posted June 29, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

Pantser or Plotter?   Leave a comment

Greetings All,

I’m pantsing my way through an historical fantasy that has reached the 30K mark. You might think this is impressive and for a pantser, it might be. I have to make it past the 30K mark before I can finish a book. If I don’t…it’s shelved for whatever reason. I read a blog post on why books don’t get finished that said it’s because the story becomes too familiar to you and you brain wants something new and shiny (see plot bunnies although mine are more like plot kittens).

kittens bopping heads

This is my process:

get an idea for a story, it could be a character, a plot or a random snatch of conversation that inspires meLightbulb idea



jot down notes about the idea


I put bullet points down on a sticky note or index card but not too many. I might know the beginning or the ending but never the middle.

moving road

let it mold itself into something


red gelatin quivers

My last step is to open my laptop to a blank page and write.


I try and write the first draft without stopping until I have the story down. This is called gagging your inner editor.

Pooh wants to go back to page 1

I keep going until I have my draft. It usually clocks in at 50K to 60K.

It’s important to let it rest for as long as you can. Not ten minutes even though it’s tempting.  A week is good, two weeks is better and if you can go for a month or longer, it’s good.


After it rests, I usually start with a read through and make notes. I put the story on my Kindle app so I can’t edit. I make notes as I go. Once the read through is done, I start the revision process. Some writers start with one chapter or one character or the plot. Whatever you want to work on first is fine just don’t try and tackle it all at once.

At this point is when I utilize my first group of beta readers, readers who don’t know your story and can give constructive feedback on what’s not working, what’s confusing and so on. These are “big picture” edits. Save the line edits for last. You can use as many beta readers as you want. I tend to use a couple at the beginning, make changes, send to one or two more, and that’s it. One of my CP’s (critique partner) will also get a copy to weigh in on too.

I usually do a round of three or four edits focusing on different aspects like setting, description, emotions, plot, characterization.

My last edits are line editing for better word choices, misspellings or grammar/punctuation mistakes and finally, another read through.  This time I let my computer read it to me and I listen for awkward phrases or anything confusing.

Morticia Addams Reading

I don’t write every day either. I’m more of a binge writer. I write in spurts.

silent movie writing

And there you have it. My writing process. Oh, and I forgot to mention, I spent an hour writing this post and not writing my WIP (work in progress). There’s always tomorrow though. Right?


What is your writing process like?



Posted June 14, 2017 by kathleea in Uncategorized

COVER REVEAL!   Leave a comment

Today I’m pleased to help out fellow author, Laura Brown reveal the cover for her new romance novel!


Friend(withbenefits)Zone HiRes

I’m ridiculously attracted to my best friend.

Today is a bad day. The worst actually. After dealing with the constant manhandling that comes with being a cocktail waitress at a dive bar and surviving a date from hell, I see an eviction notice slapped on the door of my sketchy basement apartment. Great.

When my best friend Devon shows up at my door and uses his stubborn charm (emphasis on stubborn) to get me to move in with him, I give in. We’ve had about a million sleepovers since we met in the kindergarten Deaf program, but this time it’s different because I can’t stop thinking about his hard body covering mine, every single night.

I know Devon would do anything for me, but I’m afraid what I want to happen will ruin our friendship forever. And the more time we spend together in close quarters, the harder it’ll be to resist the spark of attraction I’ve always felt. But maybe it’s possible to have the best of both worlds: keep the one relationship I can’t live without and indulge in an attraction I can’t deny.

I guess the only thing we can do is try…






(Author fun fact: Before you check out the amazing cover, there are two details I absolutely love, be on the lookout for them. One, the model’s hands appear to be in motion, almost as if he’s signing. Two, my amazing graphic artist managed to add a hearing aid, as Devon himself normally wears two.)

Available for pre-order at Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | and more!
You can also add to your Goodreads list!


About the author:


Laura Brown lives in Massachusetts with her quirky abnormal family. Her husband’s put up with her since high school, her young son keeps her on her toes, and her three cats think they deserve more scratches. Hearing loss is a big part of who she is, from her own Hard of Hearing ears, to the characters she creates.

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Laura’s first book is good too!



Posted May 10, 2017 by kathleea in fiction, Hard of Hearing, romance

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