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Hello from the still-slightly-broken drafting trenches,

Or maybe the slightly-broken-and-now-also-crafting trenches.

The last few weeks have had a very similar theme around here: I’m writing, I’m working behind the scenes, and I don’t have anything big and shiny to announce yet.

Which means I am once again in danger of sounding like a broken record. A broken record with a broken finger.

But even with my pinky still refusing to be useful, I am writing like crazy. Slowly, awkwardly, and with more backspacing than usual, but still writing. I’m also starting to prepare for the author signing, Readers and Writers Seattle 2026, at the end of July, which has added a whole new layer of chaos to my office.

A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned that the June draw prize would be one of the handmade, metal-stamped bookmarks I’m making for the VIP readers at the event. Well, the supplies have arrived, I’ve figured out my designs, and now I’m officially at the part where “this seemed like a good idea” becomes “please let this actually work.”

The good news? I have figured out how to hold my brass hammer without using my pinky finger. Which feels like a very specific life skill, but apparently one I needed.

I’ll show you some pictures soon, once I have a few finished bookmarks ready. But for now, I can say that the June prize is underway, and I’m really excited to give a couple of them away.

Now for this week's question...

✨ The 52-Week Journey — Week 24/52 ✨

Last week I asked: If your heart knew the truth before your mind did, would you accept it?

You said: Yes! (Well... at least two-thirds of you did)

This week: Would you rather carry guilt for something you did… or regret for something you didn’t do?

Guilt

Regret

Full Rules, Deadline, & Details Here.

So that’s the update from here: books are being written, bookmarks are being hammered, the finger is still broken, and somehow all of that counts as progress.💜 /KJ

Behind The Pages

A man and a woman in an embrace is a Forge, surrounded by magic.

Week 12 of the In Magic Series Posts—Even Magic Has Limits

Each week, I alternate between talking about a couple from one of the books and something specific to the series. Last week was about Kate and Isaac from Forged in Magic, so this week, I’m stepping back into the magic world itself—and one of the things that shapes every book in the series.

Magic has limits.

From the outside, it can look limitless—a spell, a gift, a unique specialty someone was born with. The ability to sense things other people can’t, do things other people can’t, survive things other people might not.

But in the In Magic world, magic is never

without rules. It has limits and consequences. It takes energy. It demands control. And sometimes, even when someone has power, that doesn’t mean they can fix what’s broken, save the person they love, or change what already happened.

People have limits too.

We look at someone who seems strong and assume they can keep carrying more. We see someone who is capable and assume they’re fine. We know someone is loving, loyal, dependable, or forgiving, and we start to forget those things still cost them something.

Because strength has limits. So does love. So does patience.

Even the people who show up every time, who keep the peace, who hold everything together, who say “I’m fine” because it’s easier than explaining why they’re not—even they can run out of room.

And I think that’s why magic with limits matters so much to me. If magic could fix everything, there would be no tension, no heartbreak, no impossible choices. But more than that, it wouldn’t feel true.

Because real love isn’t proven by being endless. Sometimes it’s proven by learning where the edges are. By saying, “I love you, but I can’t carry this alone.” By admitting, “I’m strong, but I’m tired.” By understanding that needing rest, needing honesty, needing help, or needing boundaries doesn’t make the love smaller. It makes it survivable.

In my magic world, power always comes with a cost. In real life, so does pretending we don’t have limits. And maybe the lesson isn’t that we should be able to keep going forever.

Maybe the lesson is knowing when to stop before something important breaks. 💜 /KJ

Off The Page

Here's a bit about what's happening with me outside of writing...

We had a bit of good weather and a lot of rain. ☔
Solo was a little under the weather but he seems to be feeling better today. I just hate it when my human/fur kids are sick.

The Next Pages...

I've got a few exciting projects in the works!
These covers will change soon... maybe even before the end of June! Keep watching.

Until next time.... Wishing you a little hope, love, & magic every day! 💜

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Guilt, regret, and a brass hammer... 💜