Sunday, November 1, 2015

Thought for the Week

As you probably can tell, I collect thoughts. All types of thoughts. In fact, I have a file folder on my desk and a binder on a shelf full of them. I also have stacks of them in little nooks and crannies around my house. I love thoughts and little stories that have a message whether it be inspirational, funny, full of love, whatever. I love them!

Here's one I found just this week, and I wanted to share:

The secret of getting ahead is getting started."
                     ....Sally Berger

My first instinct, was duh, we all know that. But as I thought about it, I realized that I've had many dreams of accomplishing things but I never got around to taking that first step, the hard step of starting.

Whether it was doing crafts, cleaning my house, succeeding at work, or writing a book, the hardest part was doing something to get started.

I had the desire for a long time to write a book and get published way before I ever did. Know what my problem was? Taking the time to do it. I had a lot of excuses why I didn't have the time. I didn't know what to do, so I didn't do anything. How did I format my book? I didn't know so I didn't do anything. How did I get it published? Again, it was an excuse not to start. How did I find an editor? What if no one wanted to read it? So many excuses. I drug my feet and didn't do it for years.

Once I finally made up my mind I wanted to write and get published, I started taking little steps. I found the Romance Writers of America. I met other helpful authors. I interviewed agents and editors and publishers at conferences. It was amazing how easily I found out what I needed to do. So I did it! More than ten books later, I'm still writing and enjoying seeing my hard work published.

Do you have a desire to accomplish something? Do it! Take the first step. Forget worrying about failure. Just do it!

Happy Reading!
K. R. Bailey
http://www.KRBailey.com

Saturday, October 24, 2015

Love Old Western Towns

It was about four o'clock in the afternoon on May 26, 1863 when a ragged, trail-weary party of six men decided to make camp beside a mountain stream. One man decided to pan for enough gold to buy some tobacco. What he discovered would prove to be one of the richest gold deposits in North America and would be a pivotal event in Montana history.

Within a year after that first pan of gold was found along Alder Creek, Virginia City grew to a population of 8,000 - 10,000 people and became one of the prominent cities of the Rocky Mountains. But by 1875, just a mere twelve years later, mining activity had greatly diminished and so had the area's population. Many of the mining camps were abandoned and Virginia City's population was less then 800 people.

I love old western ghost towns. I remember as a child visiting Virginia City, Montana, walking down the main street where the old buildings had been converted to shops and riding the stagecoach up to boot hill. When my husband took me back this summer, I was amazed at how different my memories from childhood were from what I saw. Now I'm not saying I was disappointed in Virginia City as it is today. It was just different than what I remembered.

For one thing,Virginia City was bigger than I remembered. Talking to my Dad, it's what he remembered so obviously as a child, things felt different than what I see today. Homes are scattered along the main street and up over the hills surrounding the town. Some are still historic buildings. Others are residences where people reside today.

I remember the excitement of getting aboard an old stagecoach and riding up the hill toward boot hill. At that time -- at least from my memory -- it had many headstones. I remember walking through the old cemetery and reading those old headstones. Sadly, today, there are only five graves left on boot hill and they are vigilantes who were hung and buried there. After the outlaws were buried on Boot Hill, most of the residents preferred to be buried at the new Hillside Cemetery not far away. They even had the remains of their families moved from boot hill to Hillside because they didn't want to be anywhere near the vigilantes. I thought that was pretty interesting.

 Hillside Cemetery sits on a hill with a rod iron fence and gate with rock pillars. I thought this was an interesting looking old headstone which stands out as I gazed across the Hillside Cemetery.

Virginia City was the site of many "firsts" in Montana's colorful history:
1 - Home of the first territorial capital
2 - Home of the first newspaper (The Montana Post)
3 - The first meeting of Montana's Historical Society met there
4 - The first public school
5 - The first Masonic Lodge

The actual buildings associated with many of these historic events remain preserved. In fact, I understand there are more 1860's buildings preserved there than found anywhere else in the west.

A man named Charlie Bovey fell in love with the unique history and charm of this area and began purchasing buildings and property in the late 1940's. He saved many buildings from demolition and decay.

Wow, so much history and I'm glad. It provides us with a glimpse into history that would be forever lost.

In 1898 the mining dredge boat arrived.
It was a mechanical marvel and became the first dredge to begin operations. Dredging brought new life to the area and continued until 1937.

As we drove into the area of Virginia City, there were big hills of tailings left over from the dredge operations. Again, these were something I don't remember as a kid, but the leftover tailings line the river. One sign said they found so many garnets that the valley became known as Ruby Valley.

Another tidbit I didn't know was the trail between Virginia City and Bannock was rife with so many bandits that the trail became known as Vigilante Trail.

Just between Nevada City and Virginia City sits the remnant of an old train engine and passenger car. In 1964, a 1 1/2 mile railroad line was built linking the two cities.

I could go on and on about the interesting sights, but I'd urge you to take a trip to Montana and visit Virginia City for yourself.

Any while you are there, don't forget to stop and see Nevada City which is just 1 1/2 miles west. Charles Bovey collected many old Montana buildings and moved them to Nevada City where previously old buildings once stood. The town's original layout was retained. Today it is an outdoor historical museum with numerous artifacts and furnishings.

Take some time and go exploring. You'll be glad you did.

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

http://www.KRBailey.com

Thanks to the interesting websites "Legends of America" and "Virginia City.com". They provided me with much of the information I quoted above.


Sunday, August 23, 2015

It's Official!

Finally, I can announce that Dark Secrets will be available for order this week. I'm really excited about this story.
What's it about?
Here's a brief excerpt:

Her fingers tingled when he took her hand and led her onto the dance floor. The heat from his body enveloped her as she slid into his arms. It felt so good nestled against his body. His grasp on her waist was firm.

Electricity arched between them as they danced together, moving as one, her leg between his, her breasts pushed against his muscled chest. His scent surrounded her as she closed her eyes and breathed deep. Beau. She brought his name to her mouth, and it rolled off her tongue like butter.

“I think that blue bottle had some magic potion in it,” she whispered.

“Enjoy.” He smiled and placed a feathered kiss against her forehead.

His lips were soft and left trails of fire on her skin as they traced down her check and to that spot just below her ear. She closed her eyes, relishing his touch as they moved in sync to the slow, sensuous music. Without realizing it, she ran her hand across his shoulders and to that long, curling hair. As she pulled her fingers through it, she heard him groan.

“Wanna get out of here?” His voice was a low growl, and she heard the want – the need – in it. Her heart pounded and she fought to catch her breath at the knowledge that he felt just like she did.

“Okay.” She stepped back, but before she broke contact, he pulled her against him, so close her body was tucked up against him like a tight tee and stretchy jeans. He kissed her. His kiss beckoned for more, and she gasped at its intensity. She met his kiss and dug her fingers into his back with all the passion she held inside. Her heart pounded as he explored her mouth, and all she wanted was more. More of his kisses, more of his touches.

The music stopped, but they remained locked together, lips tasting, opening to allow the warm, moist exploration of tongues dancing.

Someone cleared their throat.

Moira looked up to see three couples watching, grinning at their actions. She ducked her head into Beau’s shoulder, and he led her off the dance floor and to his truck.

The cab surrounded them, making a warm secluded cocoon.

Beau put his key into the ignition, but before he started the truck, he pulled her against him one more time. His lips met her already kiss-swollen ones, and she whimpered with need. They remained pressed against each other. Moira fought to control her breathing and the pounding of her heart.

Beau kissed her once again. His lips lingered. She closed her eyes at the feel of his warm breath against her skin when his mouth slid from her lips down her throat. Her legs quivered at the want of more. Her breath caught at the touch of his lips down her neck.

“Gotta stop,” he growled.

Cold air whooshed between them as he pulled away and started the truck.

“Hurry,” she urged as they drove away from the pub and into the mountain. Moira marveled at how right it felt being with Beau, holding his hand, their thighs touching, her body trembling with need.

The inky sky lit up like a million twinkle lights as the stars glowed in the heavens as if fireworks exploded along with her pounding heart. Excitement flashed through her when she looked at Beau.

He glanced at her and his eyes were dark pools of gold. He smiled and all she could think about was his full lips kissing her  ̶  everywhere. He squeezed her hand, and she glanced down at the long fingers and anticipated their touch. All memories of the wild mountain man escaped her as they traveled up the dark, winding road that she knew would lead to his cabin. Their hideaway. His bed

Dark Secrets will be available in ebook format exclusively from Amazon this week.  The print book should be available shortly.

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey
 

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Why Is The Grass Always Greener?

Have you ever noticed that the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence?

Are you the "swinging single" who has all your paycheck to spend as you desire? Who lives your own life, never having to report to anyone when you do something, who works when you want to and plays when you want to? Are you the one everyone envies because you have control over your own life?

You're also probably the one who struggles to pay bills with one paycheck when all your married friends have two incomes. You're probably the one who hates social functions because you face going to them alone or with a "new friend" who is a gorgeous hunk, but in reality that hunk is either boring or unfamiliar and you envy those "couples" who always attend functions together, always knowing how the other will react.

You're probably the one who lives the "exciting life" when in fact you're bored and restless, wishing for some of the contentment your couple friends enjoy.

Or, are you perhaps part of the married couple that has everything going for you? Who has so much in common? Who has a couple of lovely kids? Who has all the nice things like a big home, new car, boat, ATVs, etc?

You're probably the one who envies the excitement of meeting a new man like your single friends do. You're probably the one who envies the freedom and the control of your life your single friends have. You'd love to just once spend a paycheck on you rather than the kids and necessities. You'd love a change rather than the contentment (maybe boredom sometimes) you think your life is today.

Why is it we never are satisfied with our lives? Have you noticed everyone feels someone else lives a better life?

I wonder how many of us really sit down and realize that we are the reasons we're happy -- or not. Everyone, no matter what lifestyle they live, faces problems and frustrations and depending on how they react, can be happy.

I know it sounds too easy, but it really is.

The following are my philosophies but I'd like to share them with you.

1. Decide what you want. It's up to you to take the steps to achieve it.

2.  Don't blame others.  You made the decision to be where you are in life. It's up to you to change it.

3.  Where are you? Look closely at yourself.

4.  Have you tried to improve or change? If not, why not?

5.  Talk to people (friends, relatives, etc)

6.  Do you really want things different?

7.  Accept things -- go for it if you really want to change. 

8.  It's up to you to be happy --- make the decision to look at things positively.

I love these thoughts:

You can achieve anything but
sometimes it comes at a cost
      ....Annie Oartman

When you say yes to something
You say no to something else!
    ....Unknown

Okay, I'm done. Have a great day -- decide to be happy.  You deserve it!

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

www.KRBailey.com

Friday, July 10, 2015

It's Here!

Received my cover for my newest story, Dark Secrets, from my cover artist.  I think she did a fantastic job and I'm excited to share it with you.


Dark Secrets is a romantic mystery and here's a short blurb:


She’s searching for answers ...
Under the guise as a journalist learning the ginseng trade, Moira Dawson is determined to learn the truth about her brother’s death. Someone knows the secret of how he died.

 He’s determined to protect what’s his …
Beau Johnstone looks like a rugged mountain man, and he hates ‘sangers who tear down his fences and destroy his property to dig the coveted roots. When Moira meets Beau at the end of his shotgun, he’s the last person she plans to trust.

Together, can they succeed?
As Moira unravels the mysteries of Cold Hollow, Beau may be her only chance of survival if she can get past the secrets he’s keeping. But without his help, she’s destined for the same fate as her brother.

I'm excited about this story. It should be available later this summer.

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey
http://www.KRBailey.com

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Want To Be A 'Sanger?

What's a 'sanger you ask? Well, until I watched the reality TV series on the History Channel, Appalachian Outlaws about digging ginseng, I had no idea either.

Ok, why am I blogging about this? Because it gave me an idea about a new book - Dark Secrets that should be coming out later this summer.

I had no inkling that ginseng grew wild in parts of the United States, as well as areas of Quebec and Ontario. When I started doing some research, I found not only that it grows wild but that many states regulate the entire ginseng business from those who dig the roots to being a registered dealer. You need a license to be a 'sanger or ginseng digger. There's even regulations about how old a plant must be before it can be harvested.  How do you know a plant's age? Count the scars near the base of the stem. Each year the stem and leaves die back and leave a scar. Count these and it will give you an approximate age of the plant. The berries must be replanted near the harvested plant so more can grow.

Many of these facts are placed sporadically in my story.

There's even websites on how to dig, harvest, store the roots and when it can be sold or certified and when the actual season is. I was amazed at all the information about harvesting ginseng. I thought it was just something from China and Korea, used in herbal medicine. Boy did I get my eyes opened.

Of course my story, Dark Secrets, is a work of fiction with a few facts sprinkled throughout. The TV program portrayed the business as very competitive thus I've tried to  bring that into my story.

I enjoyed creating this story. It has a few twists and turns that I hope will keep you wanting to read more.

Dark Secrets should be released later this summer.  Watch for it!

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey

www.KRBailey.com


Saturday, June 6, 2015

What's Your Favorite Place?

Do you have a favorite place? Oh, I'm sure everyone does. I have to admit I have several favorites - Yellowstone National Park is high on my list of favorite places. So is my cabin in the mountains of Northern Utah. Recently, I visited the state of Kentucky and fell in love with it. I could go on and on, but today I want to talk a little bit about Colorado and the area near Glenwood Springs - Redstone and Marble.

Now why do I want to talk about that area? I have to admit its because my recent book, A Perfect Catch, talks about the area of Redstone and Marble.

Have you ever had a conversation with a new friend and you talk about one of your favorite places? Well, in my book, A Perfect Catch, that's exactly what they do. Erin and K.C. go to dinner in Park City - oh, that's another beautiful favorite spot of mine. Anyway, K.C. tells her about Redstone and why he loves it there. I wasn't sure how many of you have been there so I thought I'd explain a little about Redstone, Colorado, and the tiny town of Marble.


Redstone is called the Ruby of the Rockies and was an old mining town situated along the beautiful Crystal River.



 At one time, Redstone was a small arts community. Many of the old homes have been turned into antique and gift shops and some of them are still open.  A beautiful Inn was built as housing for a model coal mining town in the late 1800s by John C. Osgood.  The town of Redstone was his dream, and the inn and coke ovens across from the town stand as monuments to that dream.
Today, the Inn is a nice place to relax, eat or enjoy a drink, and sit on the terrace and listen to various musicians.  A few of the old miner's houses still dot the steep hillside and the small town is an interesting place to visit.

Once of my favorite places just outside of Redstone is Cleveholm Manor or many call it "the Redstone Castle". This was Mr. Osgood's former residence. At one time it was open to the public to explore, and then it was turned into a bed and breakfast. The last time I was there, it was closed to visitors, but it's still a grand place and interesting to drive by as it sits atop the hillside.


It has forty-two rooms and built in the Tudor Style with servants’ quarters, a guard house with a huge wrought-iron and rock gate, and carriage houses. You can sit on the patio and enjoy the wonderful view below of the clear flowing water of the Crystal River amidst the aspens and pines.

 
Years ago, a railway went from Carbondale just outside of Glenwood Springs past Redstone to Marble where some of the world's best marble, including the six-ton piece used for the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, was quarried. The railway is not there, but along Highway 133 you can see where the railroad bed once was. Along the riverbed you can see pieces of scrap marble, and I understand it was dumped there to shore up the riverbank. Below is a picture of a couple chunks of the white marble laying alongside the road leading up to the old quarry.

The little town of Marble is surrounded by tall peaks and thick aspens as the road twists and narrows as you travel along the Crystal River. The Colorado Yule Marble Mill, located about four miles above the small town of Marble, closed in 1942 but reopened in 1990. Blocks of marble are trucked down as shown in this picture.  

I'm told this is one of only a few places in the world where you can get white marble.

If you're ever in Glenwood Springs. Colorado, take a small roadtrip along Highway 133. Follow the beautiful Crystal River. Stop in Redstone and do some exploring, perhaps take time to get a drink or a snack in the old hotel and travel back in time as you visit Marble. It's one of my favorite places. What's yours?

I hope this gives you a few tidbits about the Redstone and helps you better picture the small town Erin and K.C. talk about in my story, A Perfect Catch. If you haven't picked up your copy of the book, it is available in both ebook and print formats through Amazon.com.

Happy Reading!

K. R. Bailey
www.KRBailey.com