Christine Klocek-Lim

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About Christine Klocek-Lim
Christine Klocek-Lim spends most of her time daydreaming—which isn't much different from what she did as a girl in northeast Pennsylvania, as a college student in Pittsburgh, as a twenty-something technical writer in New York City, and as a young mother in suburban New Jersey. For the past decade or so she's been dream-surfing in the Lehigh Valley of Pennsylvania.
She received the 2009 Ellen La Forge Memorial Prize in poetry. She has four chapbooks: Ballroom - a love story (Flutter Press), Cloud Studies (Whale Sound Audio Chapbooks), How to photograph the heart (The Lives You Touch Publications), and The book of small treasures (Seven Kitchens Press). Her poems have appeared in Nimrod, OCHO, Diode, Riffing on Strings: Creative Writing Inspired by String Theory and elsewhere. Her work has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net anthologies and was a finalist for 3 Quarks Daily's Prize in Arts & Literature. Her website is ChristineKlocekLim.com.
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Blog postIt has been over a year since I’ve posted here, but I can’t apologize for this. We’ve all been trying very hard to survive the impossible and that sort of thing takes energy and time and hope. I haven’t felt very hopeful in a long time, until today. What changed? I read a book. This […]1 year ago Read more
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Blog postNo, I’m not talking about the dance (although the Hustle remains my very favorite), I’m talking about writing! I’ve started writing again, because I want my voice to be heard in this world. Isn’t that what writers do? No matter what else I am, editor, housewife, mother, chronically ill person, artist, I’m also and always […]2 years ago Read more
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Blog postIn honor of National Poetry Month, Escape Into Life is featuring several of my poems about poetry today: How a moth flies into a poem, How to read a poem, This is not a poem, The solace of poetry. “Inevitably she is driving when it happens—” Check out the great art, too –> Escape Into Life4 years ago Read more
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Blog postFour years ago I posted about loving this season, so much so that my first website was called November Sky. And then I began publishing Autumn Sky Poetry, and Autumn Sky Poetry DAILY. This year I’m taking a break from publishing and trying to focus on writing and photography. Here are a few of this […]5 years ago Read more
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Blog post💥ASK THE EDITOR IS COMING THURSDAY!💥 Wondering what’s HOT in publishing romance? Do you have a manuscript you want to submit to us? Any burning questions for an editor? You’re in luck! I’m going to be joining Evernight Publishing’s Facebook party Thursday from 2pm – 3pm Eastern Time! Join the party here: Evernight’s 7th Birthday Celebration […]5 years ago Read more
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Blog postI wrote this poem in 2008. While writing it, I finally learned that sometimes things that mattered not at all to me often mattered a great deal to someone else. This poem is from Dark Matter, and was one of the poems that won the 2009 Ellen La Forge Poetry Prize. Mysterious white rock fingers on Mars […]5 years ago Read more
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Blog postMy older son is graduating from college this Friday with a degree in computer engineering. I would like to say oh, how time flies, or what just happened to the last twenty-odd years, so that everyone can nod their heads in understanding, but clichés will be the death of me, so I shall refrain from such indulgences. Instead, […]5 years ago Read more
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Blog postThis weekend I’ll be at the Houston Writers Guild Annual Conference, taking pitches for Evernight Publishing! The pitch sessions are on Saturday, but I’ll also be around Friday afternoon and evening, as well as Saturday night. I’m looking forward to meeting you! Click here to register.5 years ago Read more
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Blog postIt’s National Poetry Month again, and I have no plans to write a poem a day (NaPoWriMo). However, this one slipped into my head yesterday and today. A gift? Or a curse? Not sure yet. Skill Set—Poet Sometimes I speak in verse— iambic lines, or worse, trochee. It’s like a curse I cannot stop. Perverse, […]5 years ago Read more
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Blog postFirst Crocus This morning, flowers cracked open the earth’s brown shell. Spring leaves spilled everywhere though winter’s stern hand could come down again at any moment to break the delicate yolk of a new bloom. The crocus don’t see this as they chatter beneath a cheerful petal of spring sky. They ignore the air’s brisk […]5 years ago Read more
Titles By Christine Klocek-Lim
When Noah moves back home after grad school, he doesn't expect a simple handyman job to turn deadly. Amelia seems like a sweet old lady with a run-down house, but appearances can be deceptive. When an alien ship lands in her woods, Noah discovers that everything he believed about Earth and human civilization is wrong.
Amelia already gave her heart to one man—does she really want to let another one inside? Even though Noah is everything she ever wanted, can she really trust him? He seems like a good person, but her family's genetic legacy is more important than romance.
When all their secrets are laid bare, Noah and Amelia discover that the survival of their species may be more dependent on love than either could have imagined. Civilization endures because of anonymous acts executed by ordinary individuals. And love, especially in the face of betrayal, is worth everything.
Emily just wanted a normal life: a boyfriend, college, two parents who loved her. Instead, her dad disappeared when she was fourteen and her life at college is anything but ordinary.
When you can manipulate matter like putty and you have no idea why, how do you pretend to be like everyone else? What happens when you meet a guy who has the same powers? Do you trust him to help you find the answers you need?
Emily desperately wants to believe that Jax can help, but the stakes grow higher than she’d ever expected: someone is after them and they’re not afraid to use violence to get what they want.