You know what really grinds my gears?

Ok I have to do this whole blog without a profanity so here goes--

People who use the bathroom and don't wash their hands- I don't know how many times you turn on the television or read the newspaper and you aren't bombarded by news about this person dying of the H1N1 or swine flu...seriously, people are DYING from this. And they said one of the ways to help cut down on people catching these things is to wash your hands regularly--especially after using the bathroom. Now seriously, we learned from a very young age that after using the bathroom we're supposed to wash our hands. I mean for crying out loud, I was brought up in a third world country and even I was taught that, yet people who were born and bred in this country and are not adult the whole concept of washing their hands after using a bathroom, especially a public one, escapes them. I mean even if you weren't going to wash your hands and you see someone standing at the sink, take the thirty seconds and wash your hands. I do NOT want to catch anything so me holding a door knob after you is just going to piss me off.

People who missing the mark - - Ladies, seriously, because their is a drain on the floor is no excuse for you to miss the toilet. If you were a guy, I could understand you having bad aim but we don't have that problem! Thankfully! Cover the seat with one of those seat coverings, they are tacked to the wall right over the toilet. Then sit your ass down. Do you know how disgusting it is to walk into a toilet and see pee on the floor? And don't tell me it's water because water doesn't stink to high heaven. You are in university damn it! Act like it.

People who smoke right at the doors-- Knock knock, who's there? CANCER! Idiots, there are rules about where you smoke for a reason! Don't stand on either side of the damn doors of the entrance to a building puffing away. I have nothing against smokers, I just don't want to inhale second hand smoke. My parents don't smoke and I don't so I would really appreciate you using the designated smoking areas--and since when is it PC to designate an area for smoking? If you can't hold off until you get home to light up perhaps you should buy a damn bubble and just live there.

Oh yes, my new website is up http://trueloveiscolourblind.yola.com

*Sigh*
Ok that's my rant,
Kadian

Ugh Drama & News

So, a I had this huge blow up with my host--they told me a month or so ago that I couldn't use paypal to renew my website (which is what I bought it with to begin with) and that I had to use a credit card. Now seriously, I am in University, with a CRAP load of student loans, do I really need a credit card to add to my torture? So no, I don't have a credit card yet and that's for good reason--I'm a swiper...anyways...after they told me that I figured ok, I'll just let it expire and then re-buy it since who is really going to buy my domain name anyways? So there was no fear of losing it to someone else--right?

Ok, so yesterday I logged into my email to see that the host has taken out over a hundred bucks!! Ok that made me so angry! I was like, how do they say I couldn't renew using paypal and they withdrew money from my account using paypal? So needless to say I am no longer with them because I do not like it when inside a business people don't communicate or they don't know what they're talking about--you'd understand better if you knew what happened to me at school (I have to spend an extra semester because my adviser last year told me I needed a class but I didnt need it so I put off a course I should have taken in order to take the course that I didn't really need in the first place..LOOONG story) so after that, I made up my mind not to deal with people who seem not to know what they're talking about.

So now, Not only am I doing Nano and determined to finish it this time, I am also recreating my website, merging my Kendra site with my Kadian site, re-branding myself and my work, overhauling my myspaces, doing school assignments, getting ready for exams and xmas break - so yes, I know my .com for Kendra isn't working. I am working as fast as I can to fix all that. Almost there though...just need to spell check the site to make sure all is well with it because sometimes I tend to type faster than I think and mistakes are made lol.

Anyways for some good news. Those of you who follow my writing closely, will know that I was working on a story titled "LAILA, MY LOVE" after it was rejected from one house, I did some editing, a little bit of re-writing and submitted it somewhere else. To my pleasure it was accepted. Now I can't say where yet because I haven't signed the contracts etc yet. Once those are done and returned then I shall let you know.

Right--must go back to website creating and swearing at computer lol

*hugs*
Kadian

Let the madness begin!

So it is almost november--actually nine hours till november. November to most of us writers mean chaos, mayhem, vampires, lovers, sex, rock n roll and a whole host of other things that we hold so dear in our fiction. What does it mean? NANOWRIMO!!!!! I have changed my ideas so many times, it is not funny. My friend Ashe is probably getting whiplash from the man ideas I have shoved her way so far. But she knows I share cuz I love...right Ashe...right...?? Ashe????

So yes, I have finally settled on an idea that has been plaguing me for months. I am not settled on the title yet but the gist of the story is about an ex military man, who is best friend with a muslim man. They grew up together and are extremely close. The joined the military together with the promise that if one or the other should die in battle the other would take him home to his family. The female, is Supriya and she falls for the military man *giggles* of course. Yes it is IR.

I am also working on a yet to be titled novel. My friend Ashe and I have been calling it "MACY" just because I haven't been hit in the back of the head with a title yet. It is at 52K and counting. It still has a ways to go before it is finished yet. So I am putting that on the back burner until I can finish the nano story. Let's hope I make 50K this year. With school and life, and going nuts, I don't know. I make no promises but I can do it though. I wrote the 50K on the Untitled novel in a little under two weeks. I just have to stick to my goal and schedule. 5K a day until it's done right? And this year I have company so I wont be doing it alone. Ashe, the talented lady that she is will be writing a novel too!! So we can do it!

Anyways, gonna go back to cleaning so that I can be ready for Nannooooooo!

A LOVER'S WISH Contest!

Hi Again,

I am running a contest at Coffee Time Romance for A LOVER'S WISH! If you click here you can go straight to it. Answers can be found somewhere on my website site so it's not very hard. This is the first of a few contest I will be running for this release so enter today! Here's the link again just in case the one above didn't work for you http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/ContestPage.html just copy and paste it into your browser!

Good luck!

Kadian

Please Vote for me!

Hi everyone,

I was talkined into entering the Scarlet Boa this year and I did! I am number 70! Please vote for me. The voting happens between Oct 1, 2009 and Oct 15, 2009. You can read by entry by clicking here or copying this link http://www.stellacameron.com/scarletboa09/scene70.html and you can vote by clicking here or copying this link http://www.stellacameron.com/scarletboavote.html

Thanks and much love,

Kadian

R.I.P Auntie Neetie

Today I had this urge to open my personal email account - the one I used to talk back and forth to my mother at nights and for job interviews etc and I got the sad news that my aunt (my mom's sister)has died from her Cancer in Jamaica. I wish I could be home with my mother at the moment but I have to finish this Degree and my exams are coming up.

I know she has been sick for years. And my mom went to Jamaica this past summer for my grandmother's funeral and saw Auntie Neetie Her sister). The thing is, Auntie Neetie has always been a constant name in my house - for prayers or phone calls or well wishes. Whenever we call her or she calls she always say to me, "What are you doing now?" and I would say to her, "I'm in College or University, Antie" and she would say to me, "Good girl. You keep strong and believe in the lord and everything will be fine."

As I sit here I know for a fact that I will miss her encouragements because sometimes when she calls and talks to me, I am in such a bad place with worry and her voice and her encouragements lifts me so high that I go out and do things I was scared to do before. They may seem like simple words to you or anyone else reading this blog but to me they mean the world. Another very smart man (my father) once said to me, "I'm not saying the big things in life doesn't matter. but the small things sometimes matter more." And her encouragments may have been a small thing but they mattered to me more than anything.

I know my mom will miss her terribly because the two of them were close. My mom loves her dearly and even though I can't be there for my mom to give her a hug she knows I love her and I know she will be alright because my father is there and he will do everything in his power to comfort her. But it's not the same. Sometimes it doesn't seem fair--my mom just lost her mother, then her grand uncle-in-law and now her sister. It just seem that when it rains it pours.

R.I.P Auntie Neetie

Love,

Kadian

PS: Antie is how you say Aunty in Patois (Patwah)

Dove's "Broken Wings"

Hello,

I was speaking to someone yesterday and he asked me why I titled my first novel under my real name "Broken Wings." The truth is, I didn't have a choice. Many of you authors get your ideas by seriously thinking, but I got my idea in church. Sundays when I am not in university and away from home, I spend it in Church with my mom. That's our time together. I was sitting there the day and I think the pastor was speaking about women in abusive relationships and how that wasn't where God wanted them. He was saying that sometimes these women stay in these horrible situations because of something that happened in their childhood--their father beat them and said "I love you that's why I do this--" which later gets carried over into their adult life when their men beat them and say the say thing they believe it's for real and don't leave (this was just one of the examples he gave).

The idea smacked me and I remembered I must have cringed for my mom turned and asked if I was alright. For the rest of the day this story was inside my head and I just couldn't get it out. After church my mom and I make supper and we all have dinner at the table since Sundays is the only day of the week when both my parents and myself are at home - I make sure I make no plans for Sundays. During the week everyone is working, baseball, friends everything just get in the way so Sunday is our family day. Anyways that night after dinner and my parents were chilling watching television - my dad was probably watching CNN and my mom stealing the remote to watch something else lol --I went up to my room and started writing. It was only a couple of weeks later the whole thing was finished and I started editing.

By the time it was finished, I couldn't get it accepted anywhere. I one publisher (which shall remain nameless) told me to change the main male into a white guy and move the story fromt he location that it takes place in. I told them to go suck a lemon (and this is me being polite here). I was given many excuses in rejection letters from the typical "it's not for us," to "It is too dark" to "add more sex." But I didn't set out to write something that was written every day and I sure as hell didn't set out to write an erotica. I set out to write something that was placed in my heart and to kinda of get some Therapy in the process - I guess.

Therapy? You must be asking WTF? Well it simple -- When I was a child I didn't have the best of childhoods (until I was adopted at 13). My new parents are amazing and I would do anything for them but my real mother was somewhat of a tyrant. Monique's childhood was as close as I could get to my own childhood without me breaking down and sobbing through editing. So this story was a part of my therapy in dealing with those memories so that's why she is the way she is.

I refused to Change Devaughn into a Caucasian male, not because I have anything against Caucasians because I LOVE writing Interracial stories - but this story was NOT meant to be IR. I wrote Devaughn because the majority of romances these days have Caucasian men and I wanted to show a black man that is strong, independent, not a thug and loves his woman so deeply that he goes to the brink of being pulled into her darkness with her. My baby sisters (20 & 21) read the stories that I write under my real name and I want them to see that there are strong men out there. I want them to see that if a Black guy step to them and he's like Devaughn then there's no shame in it. As well I wanted to put an African American male in a story that doesn't have him carrying a gun with baby mamas. I wanted him to be different.

Now to focus on why the story focused on Monique's drama. I don't know--and that's the truth. That was how the story came out. I had absolutely no control over it what-so-ever.

Anyways, that is my speel on Broken Wings. You can read an excerpt if you would like. You can find it by clicking here. Be careful since it is in both ebook and Print. Make sure you get the version you want.

I am still trying to gather reviews for it but so far not having any luck. I'm still going though.

*hugs*

Kadian