Dreams Do Come True: I’m a Published Author

TheGreyCurse_200x300Guest blog by Krista Kelley, author of the Grey Curse

If anyone would have told me two and a half years ago that I would be a published author, I would have told them they were crazy. Back then, I didn’t think being an author was in my cards, despite my love of writing. I had just had my daughter and my mind was so preoccupied with diapers and late night feedings that writing was the last thing I thought of. It didn’t help that I felt that everything I had written up until then was mediocre at best. My confidence in my writing was non-existent.

As my daughter got older, I began to ache for the therapeutic feel of a pen in my hand as I poured my heart and soul onto paper. It wasn’t until I met a very dear friend of mine that I decided to write again. My friend had begun to follow her own dreams of being an author and it was her encouragement and support that led me to remember my own dreams. I watched her struggle and succeed and it gave me hope, seeing her push on and never give up. Those were often her words to me. “Never give up, Boo. You can do this. I know you can.”

So I did. At first, it was really hard. My mind struggled to come up with good content for stories and there were several moments when I wanted nothing more than to quit. Late October came and I was told of a little thing called NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), where during the entire month of November, you write. Your goal is to have 50,000 words by November 30th. After much debate, I decided to participate. I already had a story, but it had become stale and it no longer spoke to me. So, instead, I came up with something new.

During the month, I had to write just over 1,600 words per day. There were days where I quickly filled the pages of my notebook with words, while other days, it was a fight to get a paragraph. Several times I wanted to quit. I felt that I wouldn’t finish and that my story wasn’t good enough. November 28th, 2013 (two days before the ‘contest’ ended), I had my 50,000 words. I had finished and won NaNo.

The Grey Curse was the first book I had ever completely finished writing. Earlier in the month, Breathless Press held a critique session where you could send in five pages of your novel and they would tell you where it stood. I was reluctant on sending mine in because I felt that I didn’t need a professional editor to tell me what I thought I already knew; that my story was horrible. But, with much coercion, I sent it in. When I received the email back from the editor, I was apprehensive. Did I really want to open it? It was my husband who finally convinced me and was there for the giant bear hug I gave after reading the email. They had liked my story and wanted me to send the finished, revised manuscript to them. I was what they called “On the fast track.” It meant that I could bypass the usual submissions process and send my manuscript straight to the editor that had read it. To say I was excited is an understatement.

Now here I am, almost a year later, and my baby is going to be published. It’s a surreal feeling. My dream is finally coming true. I couldn’t have done it without my amazing support team, my family, friends, and all the people at Breathless Press for giving this Mama a chance.

So, what is your dream? And have you made the steps to fulfilling it?

Bio: Proud, sassy and immensely stubborn, Krista Kelley is a stay-at-home wife and mom who will fearlessly boogie to any song just to see her daughter smile. When not wrangling an energetic child, she can be found in her home office, pouring her heart into her writing while guzzling the sweet nectar known as Starbucks. She loves a good romance novel and would much rather spend her nights curled up on the couch with a book and her cat Thor than out on the town.

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One inexperienced witch. One rogue vampire. Thrown together by fate, they must break her family’s curse before time runs out for them both.

For nearly two centuries, every female descendant of the witch Rebecca Grey has died mysteriously at the age of twenty-one. The last of her line, Selena Grey has done everything to live a normal life. That is until she learns of the curse placed on her family. Selena’s 21st birthday is coming soon and she has to find a way to break the curse and live.

Decan Colt wants more than anything to be normal again. For 160 years, he has walked the earth a blood-thirsty monster, a vampire. He was traded and trained at a young age to be his mother’s revenge on Rebecca Grey and her family. But when he sees his latest target, he falters. Something about Selena Grey reminds him of the humanity he thought he had lost so long ago.

When Decan refuses to kill Selena, his maker decides to take matters into his own hands. Together, they must break the curse or face the wrath of an older vampire bent on vengeance. Will they be the latest victims of the Grey Curse?


“This one’s the last of her line. There are no others, Deke.” He held up a file and tossed it to Decan.

Catching it, he thumbed through the small stack of papers and moved back to his recliner. “Selena Michelle Grey, born October 31st, 1991. Hair, blonde. Eyes, blue. Only child to Thomas and Melissa Grey.” Decan closed the folder and leaned back in his chair. The last Grey. It meant his life’s purpose had almost been completed. What would he do when the time came when there were no more “missions?” There had been a time when it had seemed impossible. He had spent his exceedingly long life fulfilling his mother’s wishes. Running a hand through his hair, he gave it a tug before peering back up at his maker.

“After this one, I’ll be free?”

Nikolai’s lips turned up in a small smile. “You’ll be free. You know the drill. You have until her twenty-first birthday to do recon. Study her habits—where she goes, who she sees. October thirty-first, you strike.”

Before Decan could blink, the elder man disappeared. He glanced back down at the file in his hands and smirked. The last Grey. How would he deal with this one? A fire? Or maybe a drowning? It happened a lot with the Ohio River being so close. Whatever he did, he had to make sure it looked like an accident. They didn’t need people looking for a murderer. It was one of their rules. Always make it appear accidental. Decan couldn’t afford to be caught. After 100 years, he had gotten good at his job. First, with Violet Grey. Then Mary Sue and April Grey, Nancy Grey Callis and last had been Elizabeth Grey. Five women he’d killed, all in his mother’s name. But they had deserved it, they all did. And now this one would die and fulfill his mother’s curse.