When It Rains, It Pours

Have you ever noticed that it seems if something goes wrong, then it doesn't quit until several other things go wrong, too. Yep, my mom always said, When it rains, it pours. I used to laugh when she'd say that. Course I was young and problems were small. Anyway, my problems could be taken care pretty easily by talking to my mom or my sister or my best friend.

Now, of course, I'm older. Gosh I hate to admit that. Tire on our truck keeps going flat so I know I'm facing buying new tires. Winter is approaching and that means draining the sprinkling system, draining the hoses and putting things away. And, of course, October is one of the busiest months of the year. I have two trips planned out of town, it's our annual Reader's luncheon which I have volunteered to help at, my brother needs my help with some medical things going on with his family, step-daughter had surgery, and I woke up this morning with a leak in the roof.

Do I laugh or do I cry? Crying really won't help but sometimes it sure seems as if that is the best answer. Laughing doesn't help either unless you think keeping my sanity is helpful and sometimes I even wonder about that.

Where do I find the time to take care of everything? Ever ask yourself that question? Oh, I'm sure you have. Well, that's exactly what I have been pondering today.

Will things work out? Yes, they always do. Will they work out the way I want them to? Who knows, but I guess the main thing is they will work out and life will go on.

I hope your life is going smoothly. It's fall, and my favorite time of year, and I want to enjoy it. I'll get through. Hopefully, you will too. Hopefully, you will find time to enjoy the crisp fall days, the beautiful fall colors, and perhaps find a book to read to relax.

Wishing you the best.

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

http:/www.KRBailey.com

M Favorite Author

Do you have a favorite author? I'm sure if you are a reader like I am, it's hard to pick just one favorite. There are so many wonderful books out there and so many amazing authors that I just love how each one tells a story, pulls me into it so much I feel like I'm friends with their hero and heroine. When I finish the book, I feel sad because I'm going to have to meet new people and go to a new town and experience something new.

Is that bad? Not really. That's what keeps me reading.

Right now, I'm reading Nicholas Sparks' book The Rescue and loving it. So I guess today my favorite author is Nicholas Sparks. His books are amazing, and I love most of the movies made from his writing.

If you are looking for something to read, check out his book. You won't be sorry.

What's your favorite book and author?

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

http://www.KRBailey.com

Thought For the Week

I love thoughts. Maybe you can tell that. Anyway, here's one I found and I wanted to share it with you.

Outside my window, a new day I see
And only I can determine what kind of day it will be.
It can be busy and sunny, laughing and gay,
Or boring and cold, unhappy and grey.
My own state of mind is the determining key
For I am only the person I let myself be.
I can be thoughtful and do all I can to help
Or be selfish and think just of myself.
I can enjoy what I do and make it seem fun,
Or gripe and complain and make it hard on someone.
I can be patient with those who may not understand
Or belittle and hurt them as much as I can.
But I have faith in myself and believe what I say
And I personally intend to make the best of each day.

This is so true. Only we can determine what kind of life we will live, how we will treat others, and whether to be happy or sad.

Don't you agree?

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

http://.www.KRBailey.com

The Mountain View Cafe

I'm excited to announce that The Mountain View Café is now available in paperback as well as Kindle Format from Amazon.com

Here's a brief blurb:

“Come here, Franny,” he spoke softly to her.

She paused for just a moment, then walked right into his arms. Trembling at the strength of his embrace, she molded herself against him and looked anxiously into his eyes, then her gaze drifted to his mouth.

“You’re beautiful, Franny,” Dean whispered. “And very charming.”

Her breath hitched at the words offered so unexpectedly. She searched his eyes, looking for the truth, still nervous about accepting people at face value, but he seemed to be honest. She could feel his warmth and knew he was definitely very real.

“Not really,” she laughed, uneasily. Her heart beat erratically, and she was appalled at the reaction she was having to him. Max must have sensed she was uncomfortable because he came over and nudged her.

“It’s okay, boy,” she bent to pet him, breaking the spell. “It’s been a fun day, Dean, but we should head back.”

She tried to move away, but he held her, and she turned to meet his stare. Her gaze traced the hard planes of his face, the small dimple in his chin, the few gray hairs mingled with his dark hair, longish above his ears. She ran her hand through the hair at the nape of his neck which was slightly curling above his collar.

Looking up, she met his kiss. His lips were gentle, and she could smell his sweet breath mingled with the spicy scent she now associated with him.

When it ended, she remained in his embrace, relishing the warmth of his body. His dark brown eyes stared back at her with an intensity that sent a thrill through her

Happy Reading!

    K. R. Bailey

http://www.KRBailey.com

Thought For The Day

If you don't know where you are going
How will you know when you get there?

I love this thought! I felt it would be a great thought for the day.

How many of you just let life take you? You fall into a job you didn't plan to have and after a few years it becomes your career? That's kind of what happened to me. Nearly thirty years later, I retired from a job I never dreamed of having.

Is that bad? It worked out for me, but I often wonder, if I had put more planning into where I wanted to be in life, what would life have been for me?

Right now, I retired after many years. I started a new pathway -- that of being a writer and author. This path I have taken control of. I started taking the time to write the stories bouncing in my head. I took a chance and got first one story published, then another and another until I can say I have about sixteen published stories.

I have to admit it has taken some hard work, lots of time, learning new things, taking chances, but persevering. I'm not there yet, but I hope one day I can say I made it. I know where I'm going, and I've enjoyed the ride.

Think about it. Where is your life taking you? Have you made plans, done the work, and will you know when you get there?

Take a chance - my next goal was publishing The Mountain View Café. I accomplished that goal. It's available in kindle e-book from Amazon.com.  The paperback should be released shortly. I accomplished one of my goals. What about you?

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

http://KRBailey.com

The Mountain View Cafe

My Newest book - The Mountain View Café - is available for pre-order from Amazon.com for the kindle ebook. Hopefully I'll have the paperback published soon.

Here's  the back cover blurb:

As the owner of the Mountain View Café, Franny Alexander has found a way to move on after losing her husband in the war and surviving a brutal attack. She just wants peace and to enjoy the life she’s created.

The war left Dean Bailey with terrible emotional and physical scars. He now has his own construction company and is attempting to settle into a good life.

Maggie is a lost young woman trying to find her place. An abusive relationship with a drug addict has stripped away her self-esteem. She’s full of bitterness after her mother took her away from her childhood home and had her father declared dead. Now she’s searching for a better life.

Shaun Mathews is a great psychologist who tries to be there for everyone. His life takes an unexpected turn when a young woman rushes into his office and throws him into an impossible situation.

Can these four lost souls, who have struggled to survive the pain and hurt life has thrown at them, find the happiness they are searching for at the Mountain View Café?

*****

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

http://www.KRBailey.com

Weddings Are In The Air

It's summer which brings warm weather, flowers, and fun. It's also the time for romance and garden weddings.

If you like romance with a bit of mystery, try my book, Cherry Wood Place. It's available in both ebook and paperback. I'd love to hear how you liked it!

Here's a brief blurb:

“Sleep well.” His voice was so low she had to strain to hear his words.

“I plan to.”

He didn’t move.

She didn’t want him to. It was wonderful having him stand so near. His shoulders were so wide she was sure they would envelope her if he pulled her into an embrace.

She bit her lip, and he stared at her lips.

She gulped again.

He leaned toward her.

Her breath caught as his face came closer.

She watched him move as if in slow motion and found herself leaning toward him as well. Heat spiked in her. Butterflies fluttered in her belly.

Their lips touched. Briefly. Warm and soft and ah, she wanted more.

He pulled back slightly and looked at her. His eyes had changed to warm gold.

She didn’t move. Heat flared on her cheeks, but she couldn’t look away. He was mesmerizing. She craved another kiss.

As if he could read her mind, he kissed her once again.

She met his kiss with fervor, enjoying the way their tongues teased the other. The kiss deepened. She met his passion, enjoying the spicy taste mingled with a hint of the beer he’d drank. When he put his arms around her and pulled her closer, she felt his chest move up and down as he breathed. Her breasts hardened as they were tickled by the feel of his body rubbing hers.

Her arms went around him. Her hands moved across his back feeling the soft cotton of his shirt against the hardness of his muscles. She couldn’t stop herself from sliding her hand along his shoulders and up into the hair at his neckline. Thick and soft all at once.

He groaned and took a tendril of her hair, rubbing it between his fingers, and kissed her again. Soon her pony tail was pulled free and wild tresses cascaded around her shoulders. He tugged her head back and pressed his mouth harder against hers as if trying to bind them together.

Their kiss lingered. Her world spun at the electricity that surrounded them.

When he finally pulled away, the cold air slammed between them and emptiness knifed through her.

She looked into his eyes while her heart pounded. She fought to catch her breath while he ran his thumb down her cheek.

“I should stop.” He whispered.

“No. Not now.” She groaned. “Kiss me again.”

And he did. A kiss hard and full of passionate heat.

*****

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

www.KRBailey.com