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About K. Kris Loomis

Along with pursuing her lifelong dream of becoming a writer (accepting the role of “apprentice” in a craft where no one ever becomes a “master,” according to Hemingway), K. Kris Loomis is a determined chess player, an origami enthusiast, a classically trained pianist, and a playwright. After moving to Ecuador in 2013 with her husband and three-legged cat, Triplet, she found herself with plenty of time for reflection, adventure, and dream following.
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After Namaste: Off-the-Mat Musings of a Modern Yogini

Ever wonder why some people keep going back to the yoga mat day after day, year after year? In After Namaste: Off-the-Mat Musings of a Modern Yogini, K. Kris Loomis offers a collection of down-to-earth personal essays that demonstrates the many ways yoga has transformed her life off the mat and why she keeps showing […]

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The Sinking of Bethany Ann Crane (Chapter One)

by K. Kris Loomis in Fiction

July 8, 1955 The men in the black sedans first arrived in Grover Springs, South Carolina the day Caleb Crane turned eighteen. Caleb was at Jolene’s beauty parlor when the strange cars drove past, not because he needed a haircut, but because his heart raced every time he was near the young beautician. It was […]

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The Perfect Ring (A Drabble)

by K. Kris Loomis in Fiction

It took Jackson five months to find the perfect ring. He had been seeing Zena off and on for four years, and while he was not at first smitten, recently he had developed an attraction to her flirty personality and sense of humor. She got him. Zena smiled when he bounded into the beauty parlor and gestured […]

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A Bright Future (A Short Story)

by K. Kris Loomis in Fiction

“Mr. Harris, Ms. Jenkins will be right with you.” Jack thanked the secretary and popped a breath mint into his mouth as he walked over to the bulletin board to pass the time. Not much had changed, he thought as he looked at the club sign up sheets on the large cork-board. Chess club. Three […]

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