
THIS IS ME As told to in the Publishing acceptable third Person bio

214—that’s the number of times Kelly Kay has seen When Harry Met Sally. The other day, someone called her a Smutty Nora Ephron. Who knew #goals could come true?
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Kelly’s the author of several interconnected romcom series and some standalone romances. They’re witty, urbane, wildly funny, heartbreaking, emotional happily ever afters because nothing’s better than a belly laugh and an ugly cry. And a whole lot of kissing.
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Chicago-based writer (Go Cubs!), married to a writer, mother of a creative dynamo of a twelve-year-old boy and currently a little sleepy. She’s highly organized and a chaotic mess all at once and loves lipstick as much as Chuck Taylors. And most likely has either a glass of white or a cup of coffee in her hand right now.
Good things in the world: pepperoni pizza, Flair pens*, wine, coffee, laughing with my friends until my stomach hurts, a musician at the top of their game, getting lost somewhere I've never been, matinee movies on a weekday, brightly colored ranunculus flowers, a fresh new notebook full of possibilities, bourbon on a cold night, Fantasy Football, witty men, walking through the local zoo in the rain and that moment when a character clicks in and begins to write their own adventure. She's just the pen.
*purple is her favorite Flair pen