I know it’s been a long while since I have blogged but in my defense, I have released three books since then. Also I have five books in the works. Three I am ghost-writing on so yeah, ya girl has been grinding.
The day and life of a writer is never finished. Oddly enough, I cannot complain. The Lord has been so good to me and blessed me with this gift that I enjoy sharing with the readers.
Now allow me to introduce to you all, ‘The Crown Royal on Ice’ chronicles.
The idea came from the desire I once had to start a couples ministry. (Hold tight because this is going to throw you a curve ball.) Unfortunately that vision wasn’t something my previous pastor agreed with.
My creative mind took over and wanted to do something out of the norm. I have always wanted to write a novella series. I enjoy reading them so why not try my hand at something foreign to me, right. The twist was I didn’t think the simple therapy and retreat would be interesting enough to read without the extra spice.
Sex therapy! BOOM! Jill Scott’s song ‘Crown Royal on Ice’ happened to come on around that time. While I’m grooving, the story is unfolding in my mind. Eureka, we have a winner. In the lyrics, Jill could easily be describing an intimate encounter or just the mere thought of the act. In my mind however, this is what unfolded.
The smooth taste of a honey-coated drink gliding down your throat, quenching your taste buds, and warming your insides could be similar to a full body orgasm. The deepness of an encounter so forceful that the imprint will last in your memory bank for days, maybe even weeks to come. A closeness that the smallest interaction will trigger your wildest fantasies and shivers to caress your spine.
Crown Royal on Ice to me is that deep rooted connection that will have you drunk with passion. Just the thought of being intimate, every touch, a smile, and look would be bumped to the next level.
Of course, everyone won’t see my vision as I see it but I do hope it reaches the eyes of the folks that dare to walk on the wild side and they aren’t afraid to show it.
Until next time folks…
K. K. Harris