It's A-LIVE!!!

               This is the first actual week that Enchanted Legacy is live. It's been an exciting ride so far.
               We did the giveaway, and that was lots of fun... and I have more giveaways coming up.

I told you all about how and why I wrote Enchanted Legacy, but I never said how much the book meant to me. When I sat down and started typing out the story that I was playing in my head, it was way more darker than I had thought it was going to be. It was a story that from my perspective was a story that many could relate too. The funny friend, the different type of friend, the family that always wanted you to do things their way, the crush of your life turning into love. I haven't really discussed how the character Van was born. I haven't said how is my gay character. I knew that by writing a gay character I was taking a chance. In a world that doesn't accept everyone to love freely quite yet, this was a risk I knew I had to take. I never came out and fully said he was gay, I just wrote him in a way that you would know. I wanted people to love him, immediately. He was a supporting character, and I just wanted him to be someone who people could love. I hope that people will.

In Ireland this week, they are the first country to accept gay marriage. That is a huge step in the right direction! I will never understand peoples hate for something that is truly about love. Everyone searches for the one that they love, and so what if it happens to be someone of the same sex. Are they hurting you? Did they cause you physical pain? No. They just chose to love differently than you do.
We could discuss how people see this as wrong and right forever. I truly don't think it's my place to tell someone who they can love. I sometimes can't fathom that. I can't imagine someone telling me I couldn't love the man I love. Why would you even care?

I am not gay, but that doesn't mean that I don't know about love. Isn't that what we are looking for in this life anyways. Love, and to be loved?

I am proud of Ireland. I am proud to be Celtic. What a way to show that people are human, not just some slave to the man.. Ya know? Good for them!

You may disagree with how I feel, and that's okay too.. Let's agree to disagree.

Love doesn't see color, Love doesn't see size, Love doesn't see gender, LOVE sees you. Love sees your purest of hearts, and isn't that what we all should see. Just see the good in the ones around us? Of course, there is evil out there. Without a doubt, but that doesn't mean you have to be. Stand up for equality, for love of one another.

Now, that being said, it doesn't mean that everyone is going to get along.. That's entirely different. I just mean as a whole, look for the good, not always the bad.. Look at yourself before you begin to judge others.


I hope that when you read Enchanted Legacy that you like Van too. That he captures you in a way that you feel is a positive light. I also know by writing this, some of you are now re-thinking of reading the book, That's okay too.. The story is a romance between a young girl, and a young man who have to fight to stay together, and alive. If that has you curious, then you should check it out. Not everything is black and white, there are gray areas too!

Peace- Love- And all that Jazz- Dee King

It's Live...

 Today on Kindle.. It's LIVE! Enchanted Legacy it's LIVE... Go grab your copy now.. Then join us on our giveaway on Facebook on Thursday. Let's have some FUN!

It's that time again..

It's that time where we start really looking forward to the weekend. What will be doing? What do we have going on? Will we be able to relax? Many questions come on Thursdays. We try and get everything together, and we try to make plans. Sometimes, we have a lot to get done on the weekend, and others we just chill.

This weekend I am spending it in my home town. This is not something I look forward to always, but I do like the idea of going home this time. A road trip is just what I need right now. A break before I have to publish two books, and a break where I need to refresh. The last time I was there, I wasn't even writing my first book. This time I am now an author, and in the process of publishing two more books. That seems odd when it was only a couple of years ago.

It's funny how time flies, and how life happens. We may not know then what our future holds, but we can always look forward to it. The last time I was there, I was scared. I was nervous. I hadn't been home in so long that I didn't know what to expect. I had left without looking back many years ago, and going back there was like a time warp for me. I never wanted to stay in that town forever. I use to feel sorry for the people who never left there. They never got to see the world, or hell out of the state. I didn't want that for my life then. When we went back it was crazy how much had changed, yet not much at all. I drove around to all the old places I use to hang. My house I grew up in, the schools I went too, and even some bad memory places. Walking into places that I had known as a teenager seemed so different as an adult. No longer so big, so small, just places. I wanted to walk through the home I had grown up in, but that wasn't going to happen. My parents no longer lived there.. I wanted to see my bedroom, the closet where all my writings and drawings had hung. I wanted to lay on my old bed, and try to remember the good times. That wasn't going to happen either.

There was a part of me that really wanted to run away when I was a teenager, and I did just that. I ran away. I ran to another home, and a year and half later I was back in that same damn town.. then a month later I left, and I never returned till two years ago. People say that it couldn't have been that bad? They are right. It wasn't that bad.. but back then, I just wanted to be free. I wanted to be myself, I wanted to be who I wanted to be without people remembering who I had been. I wanted to run away and make a life outside of those walls I felt that were crushing me. I did do that. At eighteen I left, and at nineteen I left again..

I married very young, had children, and made my own life. I made my own world. Only the past is always going to be somewhere in your memory. You can run, but it's when you face your past that you can move on. Going there doesn't make me sad or happy. It just completes my circle of my life. Seeing the ones I love, is what makes me want to go back. It's also what keeps me here. It's easy to be someone across the internet. It's easy to say nice things, pretend you care, but it's not easy when your face to face. Memories flood over me, good and bad. I try to keep the tears at bay, but they often escape when I don't want them to. I don't want the pity, because I did everything to myself. I chose the life I live now. I love my life.

As an adult we look back and see all the mistakes we made. All the I'm sorry's we should have said. All the It was my FAULT, all the.. I love you's never spoken. I should have been a better person then, I should have seen that I was loved, but I didn't. I had to learn that on my own in time. I have learned who loves me, who cares, and whom I love. This time I go to my hometown knowing that I faced my past, I moved on, and I learned that I am better for it. Everyone has a past, and it's what we do with our memories to who we become. We could all live in the sad, no one loved me, or the happy I was so popular days, but what does that say about you. Don't live in the past, live in the now. And the now is where I live. Whatever comes from memory lane, is always worth the trip, it teaches me that I am okay. I was always okay, and I will always be a better person for the life I have lived........