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Love When Everything Is Changing

Sunday, April 15th, 2018

This author is being kicked out of the nest. Sent on her own; being left to her own devices. Aiy! My publisher is folding in May of 2018 and suddenly I will have full control over my books. What to do? It’s a crazy world out there, changing so fast I can barely keep up.

There are plans afoot involving self publishing a box set of the Daughters of Draca trilogy. The book ‘Unbidden Dragon’ is being revised and will most likely be published under a different publisher with a different title. Whoo hoo!

Exciting, terrifying times…All I want to do is write love stories that end happily ever after. The muse is flying, my heart is open and ideas are pouring in. For now, I’m going to let that be enough.

Fiercely Female Warrior of the Heart

Sunday, July 30th, 2017

     We choose love. Or do we? Choosing the way of the romantic heart is to follow an unpredictable, crazy road of emotion; to invite bliss and pain in varying degrees. And when pain is the result, it’s usually in the the “worst-ever” catagory. No! Yes! No!

So I decided one morning, while ruminating on the state of my own heart and by the same token, current love interest, what a lot of guts it takes to keep ‘going back for more.’ Therefore, my reasoning continued, the way of the heart is surely that of a kind of warrior. I am a – what do I call it? I am a…Fiercely Female Warrior of the Heart!  Who vows to do no harm save to anyone besides myself! I am in hot pursuit of true love, careening down the path of ultimate mystery. A champion to the death of love happily ever after. Despite numerous failures. Miscalculations. Hits and misses and hurt that seemed endless.

More images flood in with these thoughts…I take a determined stance with an invisible sword of love. I swing at the moon, make my play, swallow stars of longing. I sing out a cry, calling, calling. The battle wages in the secret chambers of my own life. Something pure and sweet shakes and shifts in the earthquake of my making. I am trembling, purified.

I can be patient, even with a singing sword. The sun rises and sets, the moon waxes and wanes. Months go by yet still I search, eyes open, heart ready for the next, maybe the final, recognition of love well and truly. I can wait for you. I can keep the road open so you can find me; fearless and still full of hope.


Louisa Gets Out!

Sunday, August 14th, 2016

I’ve been enjoying the opportunities that have come my way recently to blog about various writerly topics on multiple sites. Words are powerful tools!

Last week, I posted a piece on the fabulous romance site: “Romance Books ‘4’ Us” that captures the way I feel about connecting with people around my writing. It’s titled “Connection – What A Writer Lives For.”

Here’s the link:

I did another post about heartbreak being an inspiration for writing, on the wonderful “Women and Words” website.

Here’s that link

And yet another post on Prism Book Alliance, which included musing about the direction my writing is taking and why. 

Louisa Kelley on Unbidden Dragon ~ Guest Blog Rafflecopter Giveaway


Moments Of Grace Are Not Necessarily Paranormal

Sunday, February 1st, 2015

It is a singular gift to notice the moments of grace when they happen. Perhaps they happen every day, all the time, when we’re not looking. One goes about daily life without expectations that the universe is paying any attention to our puny selves after all. Yet, once in a while, those moments happen. As if the great, kind hand of the universal rhythm notices you and decides to help. Because you need it. Or deserve it. Or it was just your turn, damn it. 

These moments can happen when I am in the most mundane of places. Like the grocery store for instance. One day after work, tired, a list of things to do coupled with a weary sense that I am hanging on by that proverbial thread, I looked down the line of clerks and every one was busy, with a wait at each station that sent me into a small despair. How I hate waiting in line at grocery stores. I eyed my basket and reluctantly concluded I’d go to the self service kiosk. Even though what I really wanted was someone to do it all for me. And out of nowhere sprang a smiling young clerk in red, who commandeered my basket and led me to the self service station where he announced he would “do it all” for me, exactly as if he’d heard my unspoken wish. Cheerfully he rang the groceries, stacked them in bags, made sure I was all set for payment and in a few minutes had me on my way. Surprised and pleased, I tried to make my way out and my recalcitrant cart, which had been giving me wheel trouble, stopped dead on the gray carpet in the cart lobby just inside the front doors. I sighed. What were my options? Haul the groceries across the lobby to another cart. Didn’t want to. Again, that sense of weariness overtook me and the work to transfer carts seemed just…too much. At that instant, yet another smiling store employee came through the front doors and saw my predicament. “Looks like a locked cart,” she clucked. “Here, let me get you another one.” She pulled a new cart over and smiled while I transferred groceries and sent me on my way.

I slid into the front seat of my car, wondering at all the unexpected help.  “Thank you universe,” I breathed. And then it hit me. How much I needed that help. How raw I was from recent heart breaking life events. Then I burst into tears. I made my way slowly through the parking lot to the street, tears rolling down my cheeks, overwhelmed at the reality of the grace I had just received. Nothing strange or paranormal about it. Just a reminder that we are all connected to the great wheel of cause and effect, and sometimes, when we least expect it, we are offered moments of grace. And surely, the greatest gift of all is noticing when they happen. 


Autumn Journey: Falling in Love with the Dark

Sunday, November 2nd, 2014

It’s finally autumn in Portland and maples with their tall, fiery red and orange offerings silhouette the overcast sky. Lawns that had gone gray and dry from a long season of no rain have bloomed in thin carpets of tiny green sprouts. Amber leaves blanket the sidewalks.

As inevitable as breathing, the season rolls us inward to the dark within our souls. Perhaps, in the beginning, we rail and protest, “Not now! I am not ready to give up the light!”  Yet take heart, for there is a balm to reduce the terror of shadows.

EmbraceFall 2 the dark with love. Fall in love with your hidden, shadow self. Seek it out, lure it to you with promises of tasty treats of self realization. Love the dark; find your treasure buried deep in the molding piles of wet leaves…Treasure slumbers there, waiting all these long months for the turn of shovel and the welcome richness of fall’s enlightening fertilizer.

So here, once again, is my toast of challenge to Autumm’s Journey: “May I love you more than I ever have before.”


                         Fall tree                                                             

Mother of Dragons and Sneak Peak

Saturday, June 7th, 2014

I saw a t-shirt that said “Mother of Dragons” – of course from the HBO series Game of Thrones. As soon as I laid eyes on that shirt I was instantly in lust. I am the Mother of Dragons! Me me me! Not that upstart in the desert, carting three baby dragons around.  Who has loved dragons all her life? Who was born in the year of the dragon? Who can’t stop writing about those scaly, ferocious, wonderful creatures? And I want one of those t-shirts. Bad.

Speaking of…it’s time for the emergence of more dragons!  Nareen of the Draca is doing well, thank you for asking. Here is a link to her latest enthusiastic review on Amazon: Amazon Review for Nareen of the Draca.

The paranormal creatures in Portland are all out and about and shouting for me to get busy telling their stories.  Here’s a sneak peak of a work in progress titled:

Unbidden Dragon
Trust your instincts, but never forget your prayers.
-from A Tail In Two Worlds

      Who are these people? Frankie stared, as she’d done since they first startled her out of sleep. The three of them were gorgeous. The men towered nearly to the ceiling of the kitchen. Orrie’s red-gold hair hung loose, across the top his broad shoulders. Rippled and thick, it swept along the bladed jaw line, brushed back over a high forehead. Dark green eyes with deeply hooded lids watched her through slits that glinted something. Something that made her stomach clench, her breath catch. Both of them. All of them.

The men responded to her stares by returning the perusal with such slow, heated appraisal her face warmed. Their beauty rattled her wits. Caen seemed the most severe, his entire visage darker. Auburn-red hair pulled back tight and secured in a thick mass with string. Slashes of black eyebrows, higher check bones than Orrie, yet they seemed related. A resemblance of energy if nothing else.

Maeven glowed. Her gorgeousness on the feminine side took Frankie’s breath away. Maeven, nearly as tall as the men, exuded a sinewy, sensual energy, along with a coiled barely held back sense of impatience. She tapped her long fingertips on the table, taking sips of her tea. All three of them carried an aura of something shiny; nearly unreal in feeling, and a mix of darkly sensual energy. If she could just get her brain in order, figure out what happened to her out there, maybe she’d make more sense. Of everything…

All right then! Time for this Mother of Dragons to get busy. Many little dragons to chase and kiss…


Nareen Rocks It

Sunday, January 19th, 2014

Dearest Readers, Dragon Lovers, Fantasy Fans…

A few kudos for Nareen of the Draca worth mentioning! You could practically hear my jaw hitting the ground when I casually opened the email link to the awesome ‘Love Romances Cafe” yahoo group that said: 2013 Nominees for Best Paranormal/Fantasy Are… And there was Nareen of the Draca, right at the top! I am thrilled to be a nominee. I mean winning would be great, but hey. The nomination alone made my day. Check out the cool ‘button’ they sent me:

Masquerade mask, beads and feather in sepia

Additionally, I was a featured author on Dawn’s Reading Nook. Dawn is an amazing powerhouse of an internet romance presence. She not only co manages the Love Romance Cafe site, she has her own active blog. I was privileged to be featured on 1/17/14. Here’s the link:

And finally, Long and Short Reviews gave Nareen a 4 star review!

Nareen is rocking it. Yeah!



Why Does Romance Always Include Heartbreak?

Sunday, December 29th, 2013

...Just sayin’. The unpredictable, twisty, sometimes crazy path of romantic love, sooner or later, will break your freaking heart. Possibly over and over. Sheesh, the pain! The bittersweet, horrible, unavoidable pain when things end. You know it needed to end. You know there was trouble. And problems. Yet…while the mind tells you, “this is all for the best,” your heart squeezes in that silent crush of “OMG it’s really over…” Now what? What do you do with that unavoidable hole in your life? Everything that you had somehow gotten used to. The affection and companionship you had come to rely on. How could that be gone? Something you had considered so essential to your daily life. A hundred different things you shared together, did together. Gone. And the silence is deafening. The quiet of being alone again a sharp, searing knife that cuts and slices as you pray for time to dull the edge.

Because you know that it is only time that will eventually heal your wounded heart. If you are lucky, you have sympathetic friends or family to listen and hold you when you cry. When you just need to tell SOMEONE how awful it feels when the romance is over…And while you wipe away your secret tears, hopefully, you will not give up on love. Because to love is to be alive. Yes, even with the possibility of more heartbreak, the hopeful heart will rise and once again, find another, or two or three or more to love. Because, baby, love is all there is.





Erotica as an aphrodisiac

Sunday, October 6th, 2013

The explosion of main stream acceptance of erotic literature is one that has been puzzling, intriguing, and delighting me. Truly wonderful erotic romance has been available in hundreds of titles by many many talented authors for years. Why the sudden surge? Oh sure, the book-that-will-not-be-named (I refuse to give it any further press, it already has enough) has certainly had something to do with it…But it’s my contention that this acceptance has been bubbling under the surface for years. Waiting for the bigger engines that turn the social media world (i.e. TV and Film) to notice and respond. Key the advent of the TV series  “The Vampire Diaries” and “Lost Girl.” Then, of course, there’s the famous “L Word” and if you like European versions, “Lip Service.” Hot hot hot.

Hotness lives in so many romance books now, ESPECIALLY in the genre of paranormal romance. My dear reader, is your sexual life in the doldrums? Are the hot urges and desires that used to roll through your relationship settled to a dull thud? Can’t figure out how to get more excited, incite more arousal? I have the cure. 

Aphrodite, Goddess of Love

Aphrodite, Goddess of Love

Wikipedia defines ‘aphrodisiac’ as follows: An aphrodisiac is a substance that increases sexual desire.. The name comes from Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of sexuality and love. (Gotta love those goddesses)..As an easy and readily available aphrodisiac, read passages of erotic sex. Read them to turn yourself on. Read them to educate yourself. Yes, these books can teach you things, believe me. Looking for some ideas to spice things up? Romance authors offer them in spades. You’ll feel the warmth beginning to surge and you’ll see your partner/husband/wife/significant other and suddenly you’ll want to pull them into bed, kiss them deeply…start something wonderful and sexual and hot. Also you can READ OUT LOUD. Find a book of erotic poetry, or a particular passage that turns you on. Read it out loud to your special person, in the sexiest voice you have. Oooh baby. You may be dazzled with the results.

I’m going to continue to write love stories, with eroticism laced in as beautifully as I can. Love to read it, love to write it. Mmmm…I’m starting a new project, using the sensual world of the Draca but incorporating some new elements of a different and spicy nature…Stay tuned.

I’ll leave you with an erotic poem, written by Laura H. Kennedy, (published in the anthology “Passionate Hearts, the Poetry of Sexual Love” edited by Wendy Maltz.).


I like my body when you hover over me
in this fragile darkness
It is as if the moon lingers above in sweet,
suspended honey
lighting the empire of flesh
the garden of wild roses
that makes up
us together.

It is the richness of your lips
as they descend towards me;
I open to you like the petals of a rose
when you tell me
of moonburn in whispers with your
we tremble
like fading galaxies wrapped in silk,
like wind in leaves under
a fading moon.




Sunday, July 21st, 2013

The final book in my series (series title:Daughters of Draca) releases from Loose-Id on September 17th! Yes, Nareen of the Draca finally gets her own story. This book, along with the other two, can be read as a stand-alone story, or as the last in the series. I admit I cried as I wrote the last scene. I’ve come to love these characters and their amazing, sensual world.  I am delighted with the way the story ends and I think you will be too. There’s enough drama, action and hot, sizzling Draca-style love to satisfy any erotic romance reader- and especially all you dragon lovers.

Speaking of dragon lovers…I dedicated the book to the dragon lovers of the world. Are you out there? Come on in, you’ll be so happy you did!