Tell us a little about yourself!
Wade Kelly lives and writes in conservative, small-town America on the east coast where it’s not easy to live free and open in one's beliefs. Wade writes passionately about controversial issues and strives to make a difference by making people think. Wade does not have a background in writing or philosophy, but still draws from personal experience to ponder contentious subjects on paper. There is a lot of pain in the world and people need hope. When not writing, she is thinking about writing, and more than likely scribbling ideas on sticky notes in the car while playing "taxi driver" for her three children. She likes snakes, can’t spell, and has a tendency to make people cry.
That is basically me in a nutshell.
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Wade's book Misplaced Affection is out now!
In Thirty Things, Nate and Finn check of a list of 30 things to do before Finn turns 30. What would be on your list?
Since I'm over 30, and I've never really had a "bucket list", I'll have to think of some things that are out of the ordinary for me that I want to do before I'm 90. :p
Skydiving. That is probably the most terrifying thing I can think of that I might want to do in my life.
Tell us about something you've already checked off your list. Was it everything you thought it would be?
I went surf kayaking when I was 29. It was a little scary because of the waves, but fun. I had no thoughts about what it would be, so I guess it was just fine.
While traveling the country, Finn and Nate visit some amazing places. Where have you been that has stuck with you?
Ukraine. I was there for five weeks. I saw some beautiful buildings. ONe city I was in was very wealthy and well manicured, while another was very poor and dirty. Most people seemed nice enough, though Americans are told they are cold and silent. I talked. I just don't speak Russian so the conversation didn't go far. I remember spending a great deal of time in one restaurant where the Turkish owner knew some English. I liked him a lot.
If you could only do one of the things on your list, which would it be?
Snorkeling with my kids. I've always wanted to do it in Hawaii or maybe Australia, IDK, anywhere that we could see amazing things in the ocean, but TOGETHER.
What items would be on your writing bucket list?
To win a literary award with some prestige. I think it would validate my writing in a way that says to others that it is important, and well done. I am surrounded by nah-sayers in my RL and they don't get the importance of what I want to say to the world.
Which books are on your TBR Bucket List?
ALL of Hat Trick series by Jeff Adams
Rainbow Hill by Alex Carreras
Chance of the Heart by Kade Boehme
The House on Handcock Hill by Indra Vaughn
Hope Cove: Brokenhearted by Cate Ashwood
Hushed by Kelly York
Bliss by Lisa Henry and Heidi Belleau
Red Rose by Michael Kudo
After the End by Sara York
Clichés are overrated and loving the boy next door may not be as genuine as the love Flynn sacrifices along the way.
Knowing he’s gay and acting on it were two separate notions to Flynn Brewer until he’d met Keith, his first boyfriend, in high school. Before then, being gay wasn’t as real as the pain of living day-to-day. Flynn’s fear of coming out to his religious best friend Zach in their conservative community destroyed his relationship with Keith, but Flynn rationalized his avoidance and bottled up the truth until it was regrettably too late.
Zachary Mitchell was the perfect son and role model as far as the outside world could tell. Active in his church while attending college, Zach had a personality that could sell anything, do anything, or be anything. Except, he couldn’t sell the truth to himself. Just when he was ready to reveal his internal conflict to Flynn and expose the darkness lurking in his heart, and in his “perfect” family, Zach met a girl and got sucked deeper into his chasm of deception.
Caught in a living Newton’s Cradle of his own design, Flynn must choose between idealistic childhood fantasy, or a tempestuous passion that could ignite the very air he breathes.
I heard the rain pounding outside my open window like a bucket of marbles spilling onto a snare drum. I tried to ignore it and fall back asleep because I really liked the sound of rain, but then a light flashed in front of my closed lids and a peal of thunder shook my house. I shot to a sitting position. I wasn’t afraid of storms, I rather liked them, but there was something about the incredible force of nature during a thunderstorm that can make even the bravest person shake; even if only for a moment.
I got out of bed and went to my window to see if the rain was coming in. Occasionally it did, depending on which way the wind was blowing. Because my house was so close to Zach’s there wasn’t much space to drive the wind my way or his, so my carpet was generally safe. I felt mist coming through the screen, but only a little. I glanced up and spied Zach across the way staring at me. I guessed he was awakened by the storm too. We both stood frozen for several minutes, staring, unable to turn away and yet reluctant to speak. Not that I could have heard him over the rain. Then he pointed at me, pointed to himself, and pointed down twice.
I gave him the thumbs-up and swallowed hard.
Zach and I hadn’t spent much time together in the past year.
If Zach was implying he needed to talk now, in the middle of a rainstorm, I’d take it.
I quietly made my way downstairs and out the kitchen door. The small porch on that side of the house faced Zach’s house and had enough room to sit under the overhanging roof that we wouldn’t get wet. Of course, his mad dash over had him dripping already. His chest heaved, and drops of water clung to his nose. Just like the moment in our respective windows, we stood there staring at each other like strangers, or estranged lovers, or maybe just as friends who had lost each other in a flood and presumed the other was dead. We stared, breathed, and waited.
Short, but to the point. This is my favorite scene. It is much longer, but I only included a tidbit here to peak your interest. I was inspired after laying awake much of one night listening to the pounding rain outside. I HAD to write about it. I hope you will take a chance on this “Wade Kelly Special”. I think it is well worth the tissues you will use because I think the story is beautiful.
Anything else you would like to add?
My goal this year to to write more. I have three planned. Keep your fingers crossed for me :)
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