September updates from the writing world of K. Kris Loomis!
After I finished the vomit draft of my novel, I had a celebratory martini (with blue cheese stuffed olives…yum!), and then I put the manuscript aside like a good little author. I knew it needed to “sit” a while before I went back to it so that, presumably, I could see it with fresh eyes.
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 […]
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 […]
“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 […]
It was the night before Christmas and she was going dancing. Shayla studied her tired reflection as she applied her bright red lipstick. Years of ballet. Jazz. Tap. So many recitals. Tutus. Blistered toes. Class after class. Trophy after trophy. Her parents’ disappointment when she turned down the generous dance scholarship to the prestigious Adelphi […]
I recently announced to some of my friends and readers online that I had finished the “vomit” draft of my first novel. Did I get a few strange comments? Yep. One good friend asked what the heck a vomit draft was, what purpose did it serve, and what was the big deal in finishing it. […]
Why do some people read so much? You’ve seen them. The ones who read on the bus or while standing in line at the grocery store. In the doctor’s office or at their kid’s soccer game. These people wouldn’t be caught dead without a book within arms reach. I know about these people, you see, because […]
One of the first things I get asked when someone discovers I’m a writer is, “Oh, do you write fiction or nonfiction?” This question used to confuse me a little because I didn’t understand why I had to choose a category. I mean, can’t a writer write both fiction and nonfiction? Seems there is no […]
The dwarf called out to the man in the adjoining cell, “Hey, human. What is your name?” Ian strained against the chains to reach the itch on his left shoulder. He didn’t like dwarfs and their stupid little voices so he didn’t answer. “Human!” the dwarf shouted. “I need someone to talk to. Please. I […]