#CoverReveal: The Symphony Of Life By Keith Kelly

Good morning, lovelies.

We’ve a little treat for you. We hope you like it.

Keith Kelly’s debut novel is due to hit the shelves on the 29th of December. Today, we’d like to share its cover with all of you.

Without further ado, here it is!

TITLE: The Symphony Of Life

SERIES: The Symphony Of Life; Book 1

AUTHOR: Keith Kelly

RELEASE DATE: December 29, 2020

PUBLISHER: Lysestrah Press

GENRE: Literary Fiction, Contemporary


The past will always mold the future.

Kaley Anderson has done her best to escape her painful past. Pain and heartaches are all she’s ever known. To her dismay, both skulk around every corner, reminding her of things she’d rather not think about.

Hell-bent on escaping the unfortunate legacy she’s been saddled with, she struggles through the stagnation of a mundane life. Deep inside, she knows there’s something better out there. A life that’s worth living. One where she follows through on her own decisions without listening to the ghosts of her past.

Determined in finding her place in the world, Kaley soon sets out on a journey to find the peace in her life that’s always eluded her. If she’s to succeed in doing so, she’ll need to let go of old hurts and painful reflections in order to embrace the future that lies on the horizon. Only then, will she able to write her own symphony of life.

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The second of July, 1984 is a day I’ll never forget. I stare at the sun melting into the horizon. The evening air smells ripe with a sultry thickness southerners are accustomed to, like tasting sweet iced tea and annual visits to the cemetery.
Mother drives me home from the airport.

I settle back against the seat, aware of its comfort, and close my eyes, intent on shutting out the drudge of the last four days. I want nothing more than to think about getting out of my sweat-drenched clothes, which feel horrible on my skin, and washing off a long day of airports and flight changes.

Mother convinced me that I’d needed to go with her to Atlanta for a small business seminar called “Mind Your Own Business.” The whole experience has been ridiculous and trite as the title.

Truth is, I’ve resented our family business for as long as I can remember. I never intended to be stuck between the isles of groceries and shelves of bagels and donuts. My grandparents willed the store to my parents, and the business became the favored child.

Like a dutiful child, I spent every day after school, every weekend, and every summer day exhausted and looking after the shop. Spending a week of my two-week annual vacation bored as hell at a seminar is the farthest thing I’ve wanted to do. The only bright spot over the course of these four days has been the fact that the presenter became ill and cancelled the last two days of the seminar.
If I’d known my life would be full of depression several hours later, I would have stayed, found a cheap place to rent, and buried my head under the covers.

I open my eyes.

We round the corner and come to a stop in front of the house.

I focus on the lights shining through the living room window. “Dammit, Roscoe, you chicken!”

I clumsily step out of the car, bid Mother goodbye, and walk up the sidewalk, deciding not to chastise Roscoe for keeping the lights on. He’s afraid of the dark. We’ve had the “why do you keep every light on in the house?” conversation so many times throughout our six-year marriage.

No lights shine from the bedroom. I surmise that he is likely asleep, which is perfect. Chitchat isn’t what I want right now.

Walking into the house, my cold fingers find the switch. I flick off the lights, walking down the long hallway leading to our bedroom. I maneuver my way through the darkness, my nails scratching along the wall and making a hideous sound with every step I take. Minutes later, I walk into the room and kick off my shoes, turning on the small desk lamp on the dresser. I glance at the outline of a body lying across the bed. The meager light makes it difficult to see, however.


Keith Kelly currently lives in Rio Rancho, New Mexico. He holds a Bachelor’s degree in Psychology and is a licensed alcohol and drug abuse counselor.

He’s been writing poems, short stories, and playing the guitar since he was fifteen years old. He’s had the opportunity of living in many different areas of the United States and has been fortunate enough to travel, meeting many different individuals that have contributed to his life, experience, and writing.

Keith’s work has been published in several issues of Common Sense 2, A Journal of Progressive Thought, as well as several issues of C C & D Magazine, and in two C C & D books of poetry and prose. He has an ebook published with Ampersand Academic Press, and a self-published book of poetry. He also had stories featured in a collected works edition published with Fountain Blue Publishing of California.



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