Kim Jones's Blog

I seriously need to blog.

But, I suck at remembering to do it.

My new bucket list includes blogging.

I promise to try.

That is all.

Kim Jones

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What is this?? Oh just the link for the paperback edition of Saving Dallas!!!

I get excited about so many things, but this makes me act a fool!!

I'm so happy it is finally ready!

I hope you all enjoy it!!!!

-Kim

Because I woke up in a ridiculously good mood and that one star bitch left a review stating my book was the worst she had ever read, I decided to do something nice for the people who actually enjoyed my book. Here is the prologue to Making the Cut. Please remember this copy has NOT been edited and is subject to minor changes. Only the kind editors make though ;). I hope you enjoy and I hope it gives yall a little bit of relief. :)

Prologue

Luke - Five years ago

“So, this is the job? Some twenty-one year old kid who needs lookin after? I’m not a fucking babysitter, with all due respect.” This man had to be out of his mind. I had finally made it to the top of the ladder and this was my first big job?

“This kid, as you call her, is the only chance this club has of surviving. Now, the blood that was spilled five years ago is on your hands. You are the one that couldn’t keep a hold on Cutter.”

“It wasn’t my fucking job.” I growled at the prick sitting across from me. “Frankie was fucked up. I tried to keep him in check, but it was you that let him run wild. I told you he was a loose cannon and all you did was tell me to keep an eye on him. That hardly makes me responsible for the death of this girl’s parents.”

I had lost sleep too many nights over this shit. Frankie had told me he was going out for a beer. Little did I know, he was planning to knock off the guy who had sold the property out from under the club. Unfortunately, his plan backfired when the only person there was Mrs. Knox. Herman was a no-show. Kay was gunned down in her own shop, only after fucking Frankie’s face up with a Smith and Wesson pocket knife, giving him the name that would haunt him the rest of his life-Frankie the Cutter. He was immediately out bad with the club, and thank God this asshole had enough connections outside of Hattiesburg to make it disappear. Now, here I sat in front of him once again, having the nightmare thrown back into my face.

“Look Luke, your grandfather might not have obeyed the law, but he was a hell of a man. I understand you want to straighten things out and hopefully get this club back on its feet, but if this girl ends up dead-the deal is off. You and your precious club goes down. I have enough shit to put you boys away for years. The end of The Devil’s Renegades is very near, if you can’t keep this girl safe. If she falls and scrapes a knee, you better be there with a fucking band aid. You got it?”

I looked across the table at the man in front of me. I didn’t want to do this, but I knew it was necessary. How bad could this bitch be anyway? I would make sure Cutter didn’t get to her, and in return, I would have full run of not only the club, but the whole state.

I stood up to leave, taking the envelope stuffed with hundred dollar bills, and the file provided.

“I’ll look after her. Personally.” I said smirking. This was gonna be the easiest ten grand a week I had ever made.

“I trust you’ll handle it Luke. Now, get out of my office before someone sees you.”

I turned my back to him and headed out. “See ya around, Mayor.”

love, Kim :)

Blog number 2.

I like this blogging thing.

It's nice to be able to say whatever you want.

I should do this more.

Anywho, on to the good stuff...

Saving Dallas-Making the Cut, is gonna be effin awesome!! Well, at least I think so. I have been working super hard on it. I know this sounds crazy, but it's like these characters have a mind of their own. I tried making and outline and that shit don't work. I'll start making them do something and then it's like the delete button takes over and I find myself writing things I had not originally intended. I like that.

I pissed a lot of people off with the whole cliffhanger thing. Hell I even pissed myself off about it, but I never thought it would get the attention that it did. I just wanted to sell 1 copy, and now I have sold thousands. :) The feeling is indescribable.

The photo shoot will hopefully happen in early June. There will be that smoking hot body on the cover once again, but this time I plan to add Dallas in there also. And Dallas is HOT!

The release is scheduled for early July. That seems rushed, but I work better under pressure. It's a procrastinator thing.

I hope to blog more in the future and if everything goes as planned, the paperback will be available after tonight!! But, I'm not holding my breath.

I have never blogged

I am not a blogger.

As a writer I have learned that this is just something you have to do, and I must say that I'm actually excited about it!

First things first. I am totally overwhelmed by the response Saving Dallas is getting! When I started writing this book, I let some very close friends of mine, who have no problem hurting my feelings, read it. Of course they ooohhhed and ahhhed it and my sweet, loving, asshole when he wants to be, husband said, "They just saying that shit cause they yer friends." Of course, I called him a few choice words, but continued to push forward despite his negativity.

Boy am I glad I did.

Saving Dallas is doing great! I remember texting my friend, who also serves as my step-mother-in-law, saying "Guess what!! I have sold 100 books!!!" Her reply was always, "Shit!! You're gonna be famous!!"

I wouldn't call me "famous" but I would say that my book is getting a lot of attention-all around the world.

My husband has now changed his outlook on my wanting to be an author and tells me daily how proud he is. That will make you smile. :)

Of course, where would we be without the negative people in the world. I love to read. If I buy something and don't like it, guess what... I don't read it. And I damn sure don't tell everyone else on the face of the friggin planet how awful it is either. But, that's just me. Some people feel the need to take time out of there day to write a page to bash someone who is making an attempt to share something they are passionate about. They have waaayyyy too much time on their hands if you ask me.

I have always been a "you get what you see" kinda person. So if this offends anyone-I apologize. But, if you are a 1 star reviewer... Please re-consider before you go killing peoples dreams. Unless you are a writer yourself, you have now idea the hard work and determination that goes into writing a book. And formatting... is a bitch

Editing... is a bitch.

Amazon... can be a bitch.

So, of course you are gonna have screw ups and misspelled words, and if you are like me and have been out of school for almost 10 years, then you know what it's like to miss a few commas and misspell a few words.

Anywho. Lucky for me, I have a great family and some pretty awesome friends. Shall I share with you some quotes? I shall

My sister Monica-aka Monkey-on my first 1 star review.

"Ignore bad comments because 50 shades of grey had 5402-1 star reviews on how bad it was and it is a #1 seller!"

-Monkey likes looking at the glass half full, and I think she secretly works for the mafia.

My friend Heather-she drinks Natty, but keep in mind she was not drinking (that's probably a little white lie) when she said this.

"Who gives a shit what those people say? Ignore them. Do you know how many bad comments really good books get?"

-I love that girl. She is such a free spirit. And tons of fun.

My cousin Joe-aka Josephine-aka THE MISSISSIPPI STUD

"Quit readin those damn post things. If they doing it in person I'll handle em."

-Ladies, if you want an alpha male such as Lee in Rock Chick by Kristen Ashley, Remington in Real by Katy Evans, or my personal favorite Luke in Saving Dallas-then look no further. He is REAL. He ROCKS. He has a MOTORCYCLE, and he is SINGLE. You're Welcome.

Ok, I'm getting off the whole "bad review" soapbox. But it sucks and I just don't read them. I pretend no one else does either.

I'm liking this blogging thing. I don't want to stop, but I have to get back to Luke and Dallas. BTW... Luke is naked in the scene I am writing. ;)

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