Wornoutwoman

I started a new full-time job, on Friday, which means I now will not be able to go to any of the home games for The University of Oklahoma. (BOOMER SOONER!)  When I took the position, I told them I already had plans for Saturday or yesterday.  It was the first game of the season - and we had a huge family tailgate planned and everyone was counting on me begin there. It was in the high nineties yesterday with no cloud cover.  So to say it was hot was an understatement. Some of the ladies around me literally had their makeup melting away as the heat had them drenched.  My sister had an awesome mister bottle that she kept spraying us with, and we had a nice fan plugged in so we could get some air ... but it was still sweltering. The reason I love these things is that all of our friends and family stopping in to visit and eat.  We all bring something and usually, there's a ton of food.  We have our standard group of people in our tent, and they all usually bring something to cont

This weekend was the launch for COMING HOME, and I'm still reeling from the number of people that came in from all over the country.  There were people from California, Kansas, Texas, and of course... Oklahoma. Although it was the launch for COMING HOME, I also had my other books for sale.  Finding Kylie has been re-released with a new cover, it was also a highlight of the day. For a few hours, it was non-stop traffic, with about one-hundred and forthy in attendance. The Shave Ice stand and the Egg Roll truck I had on-site were also a plus.  From the free appetizers to door prizes - customers were lining up in support of my big day. After I signed each book, I slipped out from my table for a picture with each new reader.  Here are a few for your enjoyment. Thank you to all of you who drove in for the fun event.  I'm so grateful to you all and blessed by each one of you. I look forward to your reviews coming in.  To leave a review for C

When creating names for my character in any of my books, sometimes deep thought goes into what I name them ... and then one name will just spark something within and it becomes a name, which was meant to be. Sometimes a name may come to me in a dream. Then there are always those particular readers that send me an email or leave a good review, and if they make me smile - their first name may make it into my next book. So tell me - if you've read my books - which character has spoken to you most? Would have been the same if Chastity Banks were named Pam Brown? Or did her name, Chastity, give her something extra in your imagery of how she portrayed the character? As I'm creating my fifth book, I'm loving some of the names that have come to me. I'm still re-working how they fit together. However, I'd love to hear from you ... write to me at kimberlymckayauthor@gmail.com and tell me who your favorite character has been to date. If your words speak to me -- y

From time to time, I'll get onto Amazon or Goodreads and see that more people have left me a review for one of my books.  And no matter if its a 5-star or a 1-star review, I smile.  Even the bad reviews (although I'd rather they be good ones) mean someone was moved enough to take the time to review. And in all honesty - no one is going to get 5-star reviews one-hundred percent of the time.  Look at every President or public figure in the world, do they have a one-hundred percent satisfaction rate?  No!  So, why would a little author like me? This week, I've seen some really sweet reviews come in though.  They've been the kind that makes your heart warm. So for those of you out there, who have been kind enough to leave such heartwarming words ... THANK YOU! Here is one, for FACING REDEMPTION, that particularly made my day: From time to time, I'll post a favorite or two here.  So if you've ever enjoyed my books.  Leave a review... maybe I'll p

In 1991 and 1992, I lost both my grandparents. They were my heroes and were one of the only constants I had other than my immediate family. As a military brat, I moved on average every two years so these two lovely gems were the part of our standard summer vacations when we would always come back to Oklahoma to visit. I'll never forget each time we'd pull down my grandparent's tree-lined street and into their driveway how I yearned to escape from our beat-up old blue station wagon. Immediately, I'd hop out, run up the driveway, and land in my grandmother's soft comforting arms as she patiently waited in her doorway. Smells of a home-cooked meal and frigid air would waft through, as we crossed into the front room.  If you're wondering why the memory of frigid air would ever register.  Well, spend one summer in Oklahoma and you'll know how welcoming cold air is.  It's just as amazing as my grandmother's fresh-baked homemade rolls or her green jello

I remember the '70s and '80s with a smile. The fashion, the music, and the styles were one of a kind. I loved my bell-bottom jeans in the '70s and adored my madonna-lace gloves and M.J. zippered pants in the '80s. And the music ... ahhh. From the Bee Gee's to the Billy Joel - both eras were filled with amazing artists. Some would say I loved the music so much that I even married someone, who plays that style of music for a living. See my husband's work page  to find out how Dancin' Dave McKay plays all your favorite hits from the '70s and '80s. So when I saw the VeggieTales had a new flick, Celery Night Fever, I knew I had to get a copy to giveaway, as the VeggieTales daring to be Disco is something that could make us all smile.   For the past twenty years, VeggieTales have been inspiring pre-schoolers around the globe with their upbeat storylines that focus on the Bible and the ethics that go along with Christian principles.  And

It's been a very long journey to get my rights back for my first book, Finding Kylie.   I first was published in 2008, by a publisher that will not be named as I'm ready to move on, as it was not a good union due to the fact that I NEVER received a dime in seven years ... not one red cent ...  After checking my mailbox for the contractually required royalty checks, which never came, I finally reached out to which my publisher kept saying 'your check is in the mail.'   By the third time I called to receive the same empty promises - my reply was, "Hmmm. The books I ordered from you seemed to get to my house just fine... so why isn't your check for my royalties?" At that point, I was verbally threatened by the publisher, as I 'hadn't been blogging about her other authors'.  My response was - "The contract I signed did not say one word about blogging about your other authors, and my royalties have nothing to do with it either