Book 2 update 11/13/25

10 days ago today (November 3rd, 2025) I finally printed the first few copies of book 2, which I am happy to announce, is titled I Knew Love Before Birth. I have sent out these copies to some close friends, & I am anxiously awaiting feedback. I am quite proud of finally accomplishing this task, while being simultaneously terrified of hearing people’s opinions. I hope desperately I will be able to publish, but right now I am testing out the waters with people whose judgement I can trust to be constructive rather than harsh criticism. It would be nice to imagine a world where even people’s negativity could be put nicely, but some people are just plain mean! Thus being, in the meantime I will not be publishing. But, as I mentioned, that is the goal eventually. Right now I am just trying to celebrate my completed work. Thanks ❤

I Feared Death Before Love

On April 3rd 2025, exactly 4 years to the month after printing 3 copies of my 1st ROUGH novel draft, I decided to complete some editing & print a few copies of the 2nd draft. My novel now has a name (as does its sequel) & stands at 57,397 words. My debut novel is titled I Feared Death Before Love.

I wrote the sequel not long after completing the 1st novel, having gotten on a writing kick at that point. The sequel, titled I Knew Love Before Birth, is already longer than the initial novel at 58,391 words. I put this book aside for a while as well & I have only just begun my 1st read-through for edits on the sequel. No copies of it have been printed yet.

I did remove the initial novel from Wattpad for the time being. I have started working with Kindle Create & hope to publish both my debut novel & its sequel on Amazon at some point. I’m hoping to self publish the 2 books as well as a collection of several of my motivational/inspirational posts, which I have compiled into a sort of anthology titled Mood Catalysts. ❤

Wattpad

For a while now I have been posting some of my writing on Wattpad. This is both an app & a website, you can read on either. I would love to gain more followers in hopes of eventually posting my novels to a larger audience. I would love your help with this! My profile is KimilyET24 & I currently have 3 works posted. I will add the links below 🙂

https://www.wattpad.com/story/219505268-random-bits-of-my-brain

https://www.wattpad.com/story/299407804-random-bits-part-ii

https://www.wattpad.com/story/309319977-mood-catalysts

I’d really appreciate you taking a look & sharing my profile. I need help spreading the word! Please & thank you in advance, ~Kimily

Outside Thoughts 7/2/22

The sound of bugs chirping in the trees

Carried to my ears by the soft summer breeze

I silence my music to hear nature’s tune

As I sit on my porch in the warm sun at noon

A feather lost from a grackle’s tail

Floats to my feet as above the bird sails

I question how well the feather could glide

Were I to dip it in ink on the pointy side

Dragging my hand along an empty page

Hoping to rid my thoughts of their skull cage

My mind wanders far, as my next trip grows near

I dream of travel, but for once I’m happy here

Of course my journey will continue across the globe

Changing cities as often as I change my wardrobe

Yet days like today,

Put peace in my heart

The weather is perfect

Earth is a work of art

At times like these, I feel inspired

Normally I’m lazy, but right now I’m not tired

My desire to create occludes my longing for sleep

My pillow lies empty as to paper my words seep

Jackson, WY summer days
Journal entry

Novel #1

Ten years ago I developed a major crush on a guy while working at a ski resort as holiday help. I have always been a writer of poetry as well as a journalist. So naturally when I returned to school, I took to my new computer to start jotting down some of my feelings. When I realized how much quicker I was typing the words than when I had used to journal by pen in a notebook it was intriguing.

I have also always been a very vivid dreamer, waking up most mornings remembering a dream or two. In the few days following my return home I had powerful dreams that inspired me to keep writing. I decided to use my infatuation for this romance, which by the way never never blossomed into a relationship, to fuel a fictional story about a girl who fell for a boy in the mountains.

I begin to define the relationship of a young couple who met at a ski resort & created them some friends. It was quite simple at the time it seemed. I was motivated by my dreams & the idea of the cute guy still looming in my mind. The the writing, as usual for me, seemed to flow. So I wrote several pages before my passion for the story dwindled.

After I graduated college, I moved to Los Angeles for two years & writing no longer seemed important. I was more focused on trying to kick off my career as an actress. I gave up only shortly after being accepted into & joining SAG-AFTRA (the acting union). However, during my time in LA I was fascinated by yet another young man, a foreign athlete who was only in LA for a short period of six months. This time I focused more on real life than the made up world of a book. For the time being at least…

In 2014 I relocated once more to New Orleans. I had not thought about my book in a long time until my apartment flooded & my laptop was destroyed (PSA: never leave your laptop sitting on the floor). I sent it to a company to have the data retrieved. They were somewhat successful, however, the work I had done on the book was lost. It was heartbreaking! It was one of those situations where you don’t realize how much something means to you until it is out of your reach. I was disheartened & had absolutely zero interest in returning to my book.

Over time I made a few more moves. Each time I would come across notebooks with my writing or poetry in them & I would get enticed to sit down & read. I came across a lot of writing about men I had been attracted to over the years & I realized what a hopeless romantic I am. I also came to accept over time, that I am not destined for a relationship of my own. Yet, I still love the idea of love. I love reading about love, watching movies about love, dreaming about love & I have now discovered that I enjoy writing about love. So I began to write again.

It was a struggle at first. I honestly did not want to start over after losing all of my previous work. So I simply jotted down some thoughts I had about the characters I once created. One day, I don’t remember exactly when, I sat down & wrote a quick scene. It was a single page or two of the main characters meeting. I left it at that & did not write again for quite some time.

Over the course of the past TWO years, I have slowly chipped away at what I now call my “Snowboard Novel Draft.” I have a full time job & I certainly don’t commit myself to writing as I should. I don’t write regularly, but when I sit down to write, somewhere between one to two thousand words ends up coming out. I rarely write small sections at a time. I did write out of order & I would skip all around. Only here recently did things finally take shape & I began to feel a sense of accomplishment.

On April 19th 2021 I printed my ROUGH First Draft of my “Snowboard Novel Draft.” It stands at 86 standard, letter size pages, font size 11 or 55,627 words. This was in my eyes, my first real milestone on this project. I sent it to three people who I know & trust for their input & feedback before going back to add more. As things progress, I plan to keep you informed! But in the meantime, if you would like updates, please contact me to be added to my email list & follow me on Facebook at my Kimily24 page & Instagram at @KimilyTrehern 🙂 ❤

I’m on WATTPAD

I have created a WATTPAD account where I will be posting most of my future material (along with here on my blog). Please feel free to follow along! I made my poetry book available via Wattpad (for FREE). Please check it out, vote & share! My account is KimilyET24 Thank you ❤

https://embed.wattpad.com/story/219505268

 

WHAT HOLDS ME BACK?

LIVING IN FEAR

I put up a brave façade, but on the inside I’m a coward. I am confident in many things, but not those that matter most. My confidence centers primarily on superficial matters.

I am, & have always been, comfortable with my appearance. I joke that I am “100% genuine, all original parts,” & for the most part that is true. I can admit I am a high maintenance girl. I love to put on makeup & dress up to go out. Yet, I am comfortable enough with my natural self that I walk around daily with my hair in a bun, no makeup on, rocking a t-shirt. Point being, I have no issue with my appearance & I have never contemplated plastic surgery or otherwise redesigning my body. I do love to decorate it though with tattoos & piercings, however, I do not consider this a true body transformation.

I am also brave when it comes to activities I do for fun. I am borderline daredevil material. I have tried everything from skydiving to scuba diving, riding every rollercoaster I encounter, traveling abroad alone, riding horses, & so on. I crave adrenaline rushes! I am all about trying new & exciting things.

This is all fine & great, but there is still something holding me back. Based on the previous information, most wouldn’t peg me as a scaredy cat, but that is exactly what I am; a person who lives in fear.

I am afraid I will fail in my future endeavors. I have toyed with copious ideas over the years regarding what career path I should choose for my life & I never seem to find peace. Everything I consider feels like a cop out for not writing. I have dreamed of making a living off my writing for years. Working on my own schedule from my computer in whatever remote location I so desire. Yet, I have always been terrified of putting myself out there. With many jobs the focus is not centered on you, it is about the work you do. Doctors get praise for saving lives, construction workers for building things, architects for designing, secretaries for assisting, etc. Most careers exist to make people’s lives easier in some way shape or form. They provide some service or produce a tangible object of some sort. Writing isn’t like that.

Writing differs from a typical job because it is an art form. Any artist, regardless if they are in the performing arts, studio artistry, or creative writing, understands what it means to put themselves out there & be exposed to high volumes of criticism. Whether you have 5 followers, 5 thousand, or 5 million, your fans & haters are watching what you do. Sure there are people who will love what you do & be supportive, but “haters gone hate.” No matter how many fans you gain, there will always be people that try to tear you down. The fact of the matter is it’s easier to pull someone off a table than it is to pull someone up on it. Especially if the foundation of that table is unsteady. I am the person standing on the table & my ego is the shaky foundation. It is already extremely fragile & unstable. The simplest remark can topple me off that table. People say, “You shouldn’t care; other people’s opinions shouldn’t matter to you,” & while that may be true, to be honest those words aren’t very realistic to me. No matter how hard I try to release my insecurities, I can’t. I’m scared to put my writing out there because I feel like people’s opinion of my writing is a direct judgement on me as a person. Particularly since the vast majority of my writing is extremely personal. I know this fear is irrational to many people, but it is crippling to me. Everyone is tortured by the fear of something & this is what affects me most. This & clowns, which are the demons that crawled out of the drain holes to hell.

So what are your thoughts? Share with me your fears & how you deal with them. I am open to advice, so shoot me a comment or email (visit my contact page) with your suggestions on how to let go of this terror that is strangling me, preventing me from pursuing my dreams. Share your recommendations on this subject & let’s help eachother out!

PS I hope to gain the courage to start posting some of my better, albeit more personal writing to my site soon so stay vigilant! 🙂

The Heart-BEAT

I am in the process of starting a 501c3 nonprofit organization for hopeful musicians. My goal is to assist in the acquisition of instruments, equipment, software, etc. required to produce/perform; as well as raise money to help these musicians fund their music lessons & even scholarships to music programs. I would ideally like to target small town or low-income musicians. I am passionate about the art of music & it’s influence globally & I want to help spread that worldwide! Check out the link below to my latest page for updates on the organization & see what we’re up to! 🙂 ❤

The Heart-BEAT ❤

For my Niece/Nephew

As I stare into your eyes
Before they have decided what color to be
You’re tiny & innocent
While you’re gazing up at me

I cannot wait
To watch you grow
So as time passes
I’ll beg it to slow

Before words you speak
I’ll kiss you on the cheek
Your tiny hand holding mine
The feeling is so divine

I love you now
I’ll hold you forever
You’ll wonder how
I’ll let go of you never

You can’t hold up your head
All you do is lay in bed
Counting sheep is not a thing
But you sure love toys that sing

Your room is full of giraffes
Unawares, you do arts & crafts
Fingers & toes covered in paint
To make gifts for us to claim

You’ll never grow old
You’ll always be younger than me
So you will always be told
How much you mean to me

Your skin like crushed velvet
Your hair fine peach fuzz
& when you need something
You make a big fuss

Swaddled in cashmere
With a cap to keep you warm
When you cry like a kitten
All the adults start to swarm

Live life to it’s fullest
Don’t die old & boring
Be the best you can be
Like an Eagle keep soaring

One boy & one girl
One silver, one gold
Take care of each other
Don’t try to fit the mould

Be kind, openhearted
Don’t judge like the rest
Befriend everyone
& put love to the test

Be patient, be caring
Be strong, & be good
Be obedient & sharing
Like you wish others would

Kisses & cuddles
& hugs everyday
No matter from where
Love always, ~AK