Hello!
Boy has it been a minute!! Let me reintroduce myself!
I’m the crazy redhead with a million ideas in her brain and not enough time to write them all down. Stories are always floating around begging to be told. Tell them I’ve done. Tell them I do.
Before COVID, living this life all the time was easy and I was immersed in a world full of authors and other creatives. I was consumed with it. I lived it. I breathed it. I needed it. It was my refuge. My saving grace. The one place where I felt truly like myself. I was able to be free and be me.
A lot has happened since then. Divorce. Marriage a second time. Becoming a teacher for the first time. Becoming a stepmom.
Becoming and becoming and becoming. Losing my grip on the author world I had known. My writing briefly slipping away. I was in love with my new life. Still am! But, my writing wasn’t fully there.
At first, I felt guilty for putting it aside as I adjusted to all I was becoming. Friends and readers from the past would occasionally pop up and ask when the next book was going to come out. I felt guilty for not having a good answer for them, but I was thoroughly enjoying my new life.
I had stories to write. I ALWAYS have stories to write. So, I took a couple of stories that were basically finished and sent them to be published. But, I wasn’t satisfied and the writing bug hadn’t fully bitten me again.
One day, last year, I found myself missing my old author friends. I didn’t miss the outdoor markets and craft shows. I still don’t. I know that is not my path anymore. I found myself desiring to write. There was a book my editor and I were working on but it was a struggle. I couldn’t commit to the storyline or the main character. But struggle through it together we did until Christmas break.
I woke up one morning during the break with an old story I had tucked away in drawer heavy on my mind. The story was complete. It was a decent first draft. I sat down that day and went over it scene by scene to see how I could make it publishable. Sixty some odd index cards and notes later, I knew I had my next book in my hands.
It’s coming up on ten months of working hard with the editor to get this one done and sent to the publisher. We both know this is it. We both know this is the one that will reignite my writing career and I am once again hungry for it.
But, I’ll be taking this route a little differently this time. You see, I know now that in my author life before I was trying to fill a huge void in my life and that wasn’t my best writing. I had to experience a few things and go through some major life changes to learn how to be fully whole in order to be the successful writer I desire to be.
I love my new life. I glow now. I thought that was a myth, but I actually glow with happiness now! So, to honor my new life, I’ve decided to change my name. You will now find all of my writings under K Greene.
So, follow me on Instagram @authorkgreene and subscribe to my website www.ksbooknook.com to find out great things to come!
Until next time,
K
