Envious Images

When I cannot write, and none of my stand-by remedies will break that writer's block, I create images. Here's one that kept me busy this weekend.

I love the cold colors. Sandy's life is in turmoil. She runs hot and cold with each new vision of her past lives she sees. They effect her deeply. And often she feels surrounded by darkness.

Quote from ENVIOUS:

I shivered as I made my way across the parking lot and back toward the dorms. I wished life could be easier. I wished that the feelings I felt whenever Eric was around would just disappear. It hurt so much to love someone, knowing they'd never love you back. It felt even worse knowing that he had loved me once, long ago. I cursed my visions. I cursed the day I started to believe them, and I cursed the way they made me feel.

I just wanted out.

And here's a short (very short) video I created for ENVIOUS. 

News!

 I'm letting you all in on a secret. A promo is coming soon. I'll keep you posted, so be sure to check back here, facebook, or katiekellernieman.com 

I want to thank everyone who participated in the giveaway, and also congratulate the winner. It was another success and I am overjoyed at the response.

Thanks!

It's on!

The second Envious Giveaway is on! Cue the marching band, toss you hat and dance like crazy! But only if you want, it's cool.
Here's the link:
https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/106606-envious

And if you want to know more about Envious first, here's the first page. For free!

PROLOGUE

2000

I think something’s happening to me. I keep having these dreams, these odd, amazing dreams. Sometimes I find myself wanting to sleep just so I can live in this other world in my mind, just slip away into it. I used to think everyone had dreams like these, but now I’m not so sure. They seem too important to be just dreams. They call on me without control, begging for attention. However, it’s hard to see what I need to. They seem so blurry…fuzzy even, like static on a TV. I’ve been searching through static.

I don’t know why I have these dreams, or even when they started, but the longer they continue the more I realize that there must be a reason. They must have a purpose. I think they may be visions, dreams of my past lives. No one knows about this. I haven’t told anyone. They would think I’ve lost my mind. No one will understand. No one can. Not even Aurora.

The more I think about it, the more I realize that I’ve always felt different from other people. I’ve always felt out of place. And now I know why. I live in two worlds, the past and the present. I know it sounds crazy, but I’m not crazy. And I know crazy; I’ve seen it. Crazy is my aunt. Crazy is my cousin. And I, Sandy Whitmer, am not crazy.

2000, TODD:

     Todd pulled his car up to the yellow house with the white porch. God, he hadn’t been there in forever. It was only vaguely familiar. He got out of his ancient Cavalier and stared at the house, weighing his mother’s decision. This place had to be way better than his home. 

Giveaway Encore!

There was such a great response to the first giveaway, that I'm offering another! Enter at Goodreads.com from September 12th through the 22nd for a chance to win a signed copy of ENVIOUS. Thanks so much!

Envious is a story about more than petty jealousy. Its about self-control, destiny, love and forgiveness.

In falling for Eric, Sandy never expected anyone to get hurt. She expected nothing. No love in return, no future with him. Only, their past had other plans for them. And so did Aurora.

Sandy:
I am not like everyone else. I have dreams, visions of past lives, that haunt even my waking hours. My past lives are filled with danger, deceit, and fleeting moments of love. And they are beginning to rule every moment of my present one. Since meeting Eric, they have only grown stronger. They are telling me something I cannot ignore: that he and I belong together.

I know it sounds crazy, but I can’t help believing these visions are real. There must be a reason for them. But what does it mean when they show me horrible things? What does it mean when they tell me not to trust my best friend?

I may not have much, not the greatest family or many friends, but I do have a best friend whom everyone adores. Aurora is kind, pretty, and popular, and we have been inseparable since childhood. Since she began dating Eric, though, things have changed between us. Aurora doesn’t deserve Eric, or my friendship.

But what if I’m wrong? What if I’m crazy? Is believing the impossible a sign that I am losing my mind, or could ignoring these visions be dangerous?

*​Contains mature language and themes.