Finding Lizzie: Karma Kingsley on why Mothers are a Minefield


Today, I’m hosting a guest post from author Karma Kingsley whose romance, Finding Lizzie, releases December 5th from Ninestar Press. I could not be more excited about this. I’m twenty-six percent through Finding Lizzie right now and Kingsley is hitting all the right notes–and then punching you right in the heartstrings with the twists this story is taking.

One of the central relationships of the book is Lizzie’s fraught relationship with her mother. When I read the blurb, this aspect of the book touched a chord for me. Curious to know more, I requested a guest post with mothers as a theme. I’m so glad I did. Lizzie’s relationship with her mother rings true in so many ways, not only making Lizzie and her mother seem real, but making me really invested in wanting Lizzie to overcome her fears and find the love she deserves. Kingsley’s thoughts about relationships with mothers  make me excited all over again for this book. Read Finding Lizzie! You will not regret it.


Ooof. Relationships with mothers. I like to think of relationships with mothers as navigating a minefield…in heels. On one foot. With a gunshot wound. In short, they’re complicated. Well, most of them anyways. I’ve met people whose mothers are their best friends and everything works very smoothly but they are few and far between. Most of the people I know are in the minefield.

It’s this really weird thing, relationships with mothers. It goes through stages. When you’re little you kind of take your mother’s word as law; whatever she says and thinks must be true because, why else would she say it? They’re kind of like gods when you’re young; makers of the universe. But then you get a little older and you realize they’re just human. And they get things wrong sometimes. Sometimes they don’t know what eight times twelve is, or remember how to do long division. The God image shatters a little.

findinglizzie-f500And then you get even older and you realize they’re flawed. Sometimes majorly so. And then you start to blame some of your own flaws on their flaws, and this is where the whole gunshot wound part comes into play. Yep. That’s right. Momma shot you. But you love her anyways because you ruined her body and ripped her vagina; she deserved to get a shot in.

Our relationships with our mothers (assuming you have an active mother, of course) are kind of reflective of all of our relationships. It’s why when you date a new person you always hear, “how do they treat their mother?” because it will likely be how they treat you.

In Lizzie’s case, her mother gave her some pretty serious gunshot wounds but she also made her kind and persistent in her own way. Her mother’s “pushy” is reflected in her as tenacity and determination. And her mother gave her strength. Her mother was annoying, for sure but she was strong.

You can also see bits of Krissy in Kerra. Even though Krissy hadn’t been Kerra’s mother for long, she was a massive influence on her. She made her thoughtful and kind, and the kind of person that would open their home to a stranger.

If you’re the rebellious type, you can also end up being the opposite of everything your mother is just out of habit. Ironically, you probably have a rebellious mother, in her own way. But there’s no one size fits all when it comes to mom-kid relationships. Everyone’s got their own thing going on that no one else can really, truly understand.

Book Blurb

Lizzie doesn’t know what she wants from life, but she’s sure it’s not the attention of her suffocating boyfriend, RJ. A chance encounter with a group of women on the day of the local Pride parade leads her to meet the wild, free-spirited Kerra. Lizzie begins to realise she’s crazy about Kerra, but how can she come out in a small town where prejudice is rife and even her own mother thinks being a lesbian is wrong? Can Lizzie find herself without losing everything else in the process?


Purchase Links:

NineStar Press – COUPON CODE: Get 20% off preorder on NineStar Press website with coupon code “preorder” valid until December 5th/Release Day

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Karma Kingley © 2016

All Rights Reserved

The warm metal stung her arms as she slid down the length of the car to sit on the pavement. The instant need to sulk overtook her as she let herself obsess over her life choices, hating each and every one that had led her to the middle of who knows where, waiting for a man she didn’t want to see.

She let herself wade in her misery, listening only to the sounds of her own sorrow. She didn’t even hear the Jeep when it pulled up next to her.

“Hey hot-stuff, show us what you got!” a voice shouted from the backseat of the Jeep as someone tossed a necklace of rainbow beads at her. Elizabeth attempted to back away, her flight instincts kicking in almost immediately, but the two-ton car behind her blocked her path.

“Excuse me?” She squinted her eyes against the sunlight, searching the Jeep full of women for the culprit that was throwing plastic jewelry at her.

“Oh, are you not with the parade?” the woman behind the wheel asked her. She seemed genuinely confused as she scratched at the orange bandanna covering her forehead.

“Parade?” Elizabeth shook her head in apprehension.

A woman squashed in the middle of all the others stood up, grabbing hold of one of the bars connected to the roof of the Jeep. “Excuse these crazy ladies. We thought you were part of Pride. We didn’t mean to throw things at you for no reason.”

The woman smiled at her and Elizabeth felt her blood heat up. She was probably the most beautiful woman Elizabeth had ever seen and her smile made everything in Elizabeth’s life seem a little less tragic.

“Are you okay, love?” Elizabeth realized she’d been staring at the woman for an abnormally long time without saying anything.

“Yeah. Um…my car broke down.” Elizabeth pointed lamely at her car, as she fought against the dumbfounded stupor that smile had sent her into.

The woman jumped across all the ladies in the Jeep and landed in front of Elizabeth. It was the fastest, smoothest transaction of movement she’d ever seen and she had to will herself not to gasp in awe.

“I’ll take a look for you.” She opened the front door to the car and stopped short. “I think you’re just out of gas.”

Elizabeth watched her every move, unable to tear her eyes away. “Oh, umm…yeah, I know. That’s what I meant. My car umm…ran out of gas.” She fidgeted uncontrollably as she babbled on like an idiot.

“You sure you’re okay?” She took a step forward and Elizabeth unconsciously took one backwards, keeping the distance between them.

“I think you make her nervous.” One of the girls in the Jeep howled as the others erupted in giggles.

The woman looked back at the cackling group of her friends. She straightened her necktie as she took another step forward, the gesture seeming to make her even more attractive. Elizabeth swallowed hard but she wouldn’t allow herself to take another step away. “Is it true? Do I make you nervous?” The woman raised an eyebrow, making Elizabeth’s heart beat double-time.

“N-no. I’m not gay.” Elizabeth mentally scolded herself for her unorthodox reaction.

A smile spread across the woman’s face. “Sure you aren’t.” She gave Elizabeth a wink before returning to her friends in the Jeep. “We’re headed into the city to grab some drinks. You want to come along? We could grab some gas while we’re out there.”

Elizabeth looked down at her phone. “My boy…” She stopped, rethinking what she was about to say. “I have someone coming to get me.”

“Baby, it’s Pride. It’ll be hours before anyone makes it through the city to this side of town,” the purple-and-orange-clad driver shouted at her.

“Yeah, come on, come with us,” another voice from inside the Jeep called out to her.

“Come with us. Come with us,” they all chanted at her, making her laugh as they continued in unison.

She held her hands up. “All right, all right. I could use a drink anyways.” She considered her day so far and sighed at the truth in the statement. She could use several drinks.

Purchase Links:

NineStar Press – COUPON CODE: Get 20% off preorder on NineStar Press website with coupon code “preorder” valid until December 5th/Release Day

Amazon |  All Romance eBooks | Smashwords

 Author Bio

Karma is a wine-enthusiast, feminist, activist, humanitarian, vegetarian and just all around liberal and that often seeps into her writing. She loves any place with white, white sand and blue, blue water and an endless supply of mo-suffix drinks (Moscato, Mojito, etc.).

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