Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Tirgearr Publishing's Winter Sale On Now!

Tirgearr Publishing's winter sale is on now. This means all of my ebooks are marked down to 99c each! All Tirgearr books are available on all of the Amazon sites, so be sure to check the site you normally buy from for your Kindle or mobile device.

Just click the book links on the right and follow the buy links onto Amazon, or simply log onto the Tirgearr page on Amazon at

Happy New Year everyone!!

Saturday, November 29, 2014


I'm so excited to say that I've finally received the final cover art for my upcoming book, One Night in Dublin. This is book 9 in the City Nights series from Tirgearr Publishing. #9 being one of my lucky numbers, I'm hopeful this book will be a hit with readers.

The City Night series is fabulous. Each of these erotic romances is set in a city around the world. The story takes place within a 24-hour period, with each book being a balance of romance and sexy escapades.

Current books in the series include --

One Night in Boise by Troy Lambert
One Night in Paris by Lucy Felthouse
One Night in Rome by C. Margery Kempe
One Night in New Orleans by Kristi Ahlers
One Night in San Francisco by Cass Peterson
One Night in Amsterdam by Jaz Hartfield
One Night in Edinburgh by Charlotte Howard

Coming in 2015 --

One Night in Madrid by JD Martins (30 January)
One Night in Dublin by ME! (27 February)
One Night in Salamanca by Kay Brooks (27 March)

This series publishes every last Friday of the month so watch for coming titles here, or mark your calendar.

So, I hear you asking, "Kem, when do we get to see your cover?"

Well . . . soon! I'm currently organizing a cover reveal. I'll post the cover as soon as the book goes up for pre-order, which I hope will be before Ho Ho Day. For a hint of what you can expect from the hero of this story, check out my last blog, Beardy Goodness ;-)

Friday, November 14, 2014

Beardy Goodness

Incredibeard - Isaiah Webb
So, last night, I participated in a great event to help celebrate the release of an anthology of sexy stories by some of my online buddies . . . The Lady Smut Book of Dark Desires. We all had a great time and I met some new and fabulous folks...and picked up a few new friends on my Facebook page.
One of the best discussions we had on my side of things was the topic of men with beards in romance, erotica, and erotic romance. We all shared some feelings on the matter, and shared some photos of some great bearded men!

The general consensus was that a lot of women didn't realize some of the men they were attracted to were beardies! And some of those who were deadset against men with facial hair, quickly changed their minds when we shared some of photos of hunky bearded men.

Here's the link if you want to check out the discussion.

One of the main reasons I posed the question 'to beard or not to beard', was because I'm about to release a new volume in the City Nights Series from Tirgearr Publishing -- One Night in Dublin (out 27 February 2015).

In my book, the hero has a beard. Not just facial scruff, but a full-on, fist full of whiskers beard. I've never written a bearded hero before, nor a bad guy for that matter, so this was a great challenge for me.

Other great challenges were writing in the first person/present tense, and setting a full story within a 24 hour time frame. But those are subjects for another post. Today, I'm sharing some images of some great bearded men who have cropped up on the big screen in the last year or two.

I also want to shore up the prediction I made over the summer while writing One Night in Dublin. That is, we'll see more bearded heroes in 2015. Not the facial scruff kind, but the full-on, fist full of whiskers kind ;-)

Jason Momoa as Khal Drogo on Game of Thrones
Anson Mount from Hell on Wheels
Aaron Kaufmann from Fast and Loud (Gas Monkeys Garage)
Travis Fimmel as Ragnar Lothbrok and Clive Standen as Rolo on Vikings
Liam Neeson in Star Wars
Timothy Olyphant from Justified
So, if you've gotten this far in the post, I'd love to hear your thoughts on 'to beard or not to beard' when it comes to the heroes in the books you read. I bet you have some favorite actors or other performers who have beards and you really never thought if you liked them because of their beard or not . . . George Clooney, Johnny Depp, Hugh Jackman, Chuck Norris, Brad Pitt, Christian Bale, Russell Brand, Leonardo Di Caprio . . . the list goes on. I'd love to hear some of your favorites. Those above are some of mine.

You can find me on Facebook and Twitter to share your comments.

More coming soon about One Night in Dublin. Watch this space!

Saturday, November 08, 2014

Holiday Specials at Tirgearr Publishing

You know what time of year it is. I won't say it, but you know!

My publisher, Tirgearr Publishing, has started their holiday sale. From now through the New Year, all of their holiday books are marked down to just 99c/89c euro/77p!

This includes The Power of Love, set in the west of Ireland over the you-know-what season.

You may have already read the current blurb here on the site, but here's a taste from a little farther into the story --

He’d practically killed himself getting to the hospital. When Ethan got the call saying Elaine had collapsed at work, he panicked and dropped everything to get to her side. He still had not been allowed to see her, as she was still undergoing tests, so he waited in the private room he had made sure their health insurance covered.

A moment later his pacing was interrupted when the door pushed open and Elaine was wheeled in on a gurney. As assistants helped her into bed and the nurse made her comfortable, his heart pumped hard in his chest, stealing his breath. Elaine looked pale and groggy. He wondered if she even knew he was in the room.

Then he was alone with his wife. She lay so still. The rise under the covers told him she had not lost their baby, but his chest tightened anyway, fear pumping blood though his body at a fierce rate.

“Are you going to stand there all day?” Her voice was thread, her eyes just barely open. She lifted her hand off the bed, beckoning him over.

Ethan instantly went to her bedside and kissed her clammy brow, stroking her once lustrous golden hair that now fell in limp strands around her shoulders. He gazed into her tired green eyes and his heart squeezed again.

“How are you feeling, love?”

Elaine grasped his hand as he stepped back, encouraging him to sit beside her on the bed. He did so and kept her hand in his, leaning in to kiss her forehead once again, as if his kisses could rouse her out of whatever had weakened her.

“I’ve been better.”

“What happened, Lany? They said you collapsed at work.”

She shook her head lightly. “I-I don’t know. I don’t remember much. I was helping a customer—talking about babies . . . you know how I am. The next think I knew, I woke up here.”

“Have you spoken with the doctor? What did he say?”

When she shook her head once more, he rose with the intention of going to find the doctor to get the test results. Just then, the door swung opened and an authoritative balding man with glasses perched on the end of his nose strode into the room. Dressed in black trousers and a white lab coat, a stethoscope around his neck and a clipboard in his hands, he had to be the doctor. He moved to the foot of the bed, going over the papers on his clipboard. It seemed he stood there for hours before he finally looked up.

“Are you the husband?”

The husband? “Oh, aye,” said Ethan, not even trying to disguise his annoyance. “What’s wrong with my wife?”

OMG, the suspense!

Other Tirgearr Publishing books on sale include --

Christmas Present by Isabo Kelly

Midwinter Masquerade by Romy Gemmell

The Trouble with Holly by Kristi Ahlers

Christmas Once More by Stella Whitelaw

Santa Takes a Wife by Betsy J. Bennett

The Trouble with Mistletoe by Kristi Ahlers

Deck the Halls by Zrinka Jelic

And of course, The Power of Love on Kindle, and all over formats here on Smashwords.

I'd love to hear from anyone who has read The Power of Love, either previously or inspired to by this sale. What did you think of this story, and would you recommend it?

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Thank you!

I wanted to say thank you for joining the Snog for Sommer event last month. 69 authors were involved in an internet snogathon . . . all of us posting our favorite snog scene from one of our books. You can read mind at the link above . . . a very sexy scene from my latest book, Shape of My Heart.

This event was held to help receive donations on behalf of the lovely author, Sommer Marsden, whose husband was recently diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.

At the end of the event, the organizers were proud to have gifted over £1500 to the Marsden family (figures increased from what's posted on the Smut for Good site). So thank you to everyone who donated, and thanks for reading our snog scenes. We hope you enjoyed them.

You can continue supporting the Marsden family by buying Sommer's books here.

★ On the note of books, my Irish Pride trilogy is still on sale. Grab each book for just 99c/77p while the sale is going.

And keep your eyes open for my next book, One Night in Dublin, out 27 February as part of the City Nights series from Tirgearr Publishing.

Here's a little excerpt --
We all make them. From the moment we wake up, it's: “do I get out of bed now or hit the snooze button . . . again,” “shall I wear this outfit to work or that one,” “tea and toast or grab something on the way?” 
It's all mundane bullshit. They’re all choices we make on the fly without even realizing we're making them. 
Think about it. What choices do you make when you’re not thinking about them. Like going home from work. You get on the train, find a seat and wait for your stop. But when you get there, you wonder how the hell you got there because you don’t remember making the journey. 
What I’m trying to say is that we often go on auto-pilot and just do what needs doing without any real thought, because there are usually more pressing things to think about—the important things.  Or seemingly so. Like, what movie to see, what restaurant to eat in, where to go on holidays . . . and for some girls, this pair of sensible shoes on sale or another pair not on sale but are immensely sexier? 
For me, today, my choices aren't so mundane, and they’ll require a lot of conscious thought. I have an important choice to make. One that could change my life forever, pardon the cliché. 
They—whoever 'they' are—say there is someone for everyone, that we all have a 'type' of person we're attracted to. I'm still figuring it all out . . . exploring to see what is my type . . . that someone just for me. And it doesn’t help that my mum’s voice is in the back of my head, asking . . . ie nagging (yes, I just said ie) . . . when I’m going to settle down and give her grandkids. 
First, let me say this: I'm not a slut. I'm not loose, I don't carelessly sleep around, and I don't do one night stands. I just love men and all of their vast differences. 
What can I say about my boys that every other woman out there doesn’t already know about men? Charmers, every one of them. But they all give me something I need. 
Tonight I need to decide what, or who, I need the most—Fitzy, Moss, or Sully.
Sounds like fun, doesn't it?!

I hope you'll join me on the next path my writing is taking me, even if it's only for One Night in Dublin! ;-)

Thanks for stopping by! 

Sunday, September 14, 2014

A Snog for Sommer

Sommer Marsden is a fantastically talented erotic romance author. Not only is she very talented, she’s an all-round lovely lady. Anyone who’s had the pleasure to interact with her will tell you.

At the moment Sommer’s family is going through a really challenging time, as her husband is fighting pancreatic cancer, and it's putting a strain on them in many ways.

The good ladies at Smut for Good have organized this Snog for Sommer event to to help take a little of the financial strain off Sommer's shoulders.

How do you join in? Well, anyone is welcome to donate to the cause -- whatever you can manage will be gratefully received, thank you so very, very much! Donate here --

You can also drop over to Sommers' blog and pick up a book or three. She's a fabulous writer, so you'll be glad you made the investment --

A number of authors are participating in the Snogathon, and we invite you to blog hop with us as we post our best snog scenes from one of our stories! Read our snoggy posts, then drop over to Smut for Good and make your donation. And while you're on the site, be SURE  to check out the participating authors and their snoggy excerpts.

Please note that each book in this series is just 99c/89c euro/77p on Kindle. If you'll by copies of my books today, 14 September, I will donate my royalties from today's sales and add it onto my donation to Sommer.

My snoggy excerpt comes from my most recently book, Shape of My Heart, which is book three in the Irish Pride Series. Enjoy!

And don't forget to visit the Smut for Good site for the list of participating authors who are posting their favorite snog scenes too.

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Gráinne has moved back to Dublin to get her life straightened out. She dreams of college and a better life. She’s working for her brother, Kieran, in his newly reopened pub, The Blues Tavern, but the money isn’t enough to support herself and pay tuition. Moonlighting at The Klub! as an exotic dancer seems to be her answer to fast money.

John ‘JD’ Desmond is a detective working undercover in the Blues Tavern. The Klub!, owned by Jimmy Malloy, is being used as a drug front, headed by the notorious Taylor Wade. JD had intended to get Gráinne to snitch for him, but when he falls in love with her, things get complicated.

When Gráinne witnesses Jimmy’s murder, she and JD are forced to go on the run until Wade can be apprehended. Wade lives up to his nickname, The Hunter, and JD and Gráinne quickly find themselves at the end of a gun and running for their lives.

“There’s no other way to say this, Gráinne, so I’ll say it straight. If you don’t help me with this, I’ll tell Kieran about your job at The Klub!.”

The silence hanging in the air was palpable.

Anything Gráinne could say to JD suddenly vanished. Her mind went blank. She stared at him, trying to gauge if he really would tell Kieran about her side job. When he held her gaze, unwavering, she knew he was telling her the truth.

“You wouldn’t dare.” Even to her, her voice was barely audible.

“Yes. I would.”

She knew he was waiting for her reaction, and a reaction is what he got. She raised her hand to slap him across the face. As before, he reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist before she made contact.

His sudden movement startled the sleeping Milo, who swiped him angrily across the chest before bolting off his lap. JD instantly released her wrist and sprang back.

Gráinne gasped. “Jazus! I’m sorry,” she said, her anger dampened. She leapt up and raced to the bathroom to get her first aid kit.

When she returned, JD was at the sink with a damp tea towel, dabbing at the wicked scratches across his chest.

“Here, give me that.” She took the tea towel from him, popped open the first aid kit and pulled out the alcohol and sanitary wipes.

“I’m so sorry. I never thought . . .” Guilt washed over her. She should have put the cat out as soon as he came into the kitchen. She shouldn’t have let JD talk her into leaving him on his lap. She couldn’t tell him now, though. His eyes were distracting. “I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing. It was an accident.” The moment the alcohol touched his skin, he flinched hard at the sting, sucking in his breath. “Hey, watch it.”

“Don’t be such a big girl’s blouse. It’s only a small cut.” She was startled by his chuckle. Even after their heated words, her attempted slap, and Milo’s well-aimed strike, he still found the situation amusing. She probably would, too, if she thought about it long enough.

Silence pressed between them while she tended his wound. Gráinne became painfully aware of JD’s nearness as she worked.

It wasn’t a deep scratch, just jagged across his flesh, so she lingered over it to be sure it was cleaned properly. At least, that’s what she told herself.

His skin radiated warmth and she felt his heart beating against her fingertips. She loved the smell of good whiskey on a handsome man’s breath. He was so close she had to keep herself from leaning into him.

Was it her imagination, or was JD leaning into her? He was so close his own natural scent penetrated her senses. He didn’t wear any artificial fragrance. His scent was purely male . . . purely aroused male, if the bulge against her stomach was any indication.

His intrusion was stealth and she was sure it was purposeful. Nothing about JD was done without forethought. As she thought about this, he leaned even closer. She was now trapped between him and the counter.

His nearness, the feel of his body pressing into hers, the scent of the whiskey on his breath, and the feel of his skin on her fingertips, all worked to steal her breath.

Breathe, girl, breathe, she silently chanted.

The wound was cleaned, but it had been a long time since she’d felt a man’s arms around her, the comforting strength of a male embrace, how safe it made her feel.

She’d be lying if she said she’d never lain with a man before, but she’d never been loved by one. Not properly so.

Her desperation for love had always been ill-aimed, and she continually mistook sex for love.

She had a lot of growing up to do. She’d hoped to do that now she was living in Dublin again. New starts, finding herself, growing up. And, until she did, no men.

Gráinne’s heart squeezed tight as her emotions ran circles through her mind. It would be so easy to pull JD into a kiss and hope, by giving herself to him, he would love her. Her head told her no, but her heart ached for her head to be wrong. JD felt so good against her, so natural. Her body cried out to be touched and cared for, even if just for the night.

No, this was wrong. She couldn’t allow herself to break her promise. If she did, everything she’d worked toward, the humiliating job at The Klub!, lying to her brother, would all have been for nothing. It would only add up to failure, which she was all too familiar with.

JD shifted against her again. Something deep inside her groaned with need.

Oh, why did she torture herself like this? There was no future with this man. He didn’t love her. He came here to tell her he’d been using her. She should hate him right now, not fighting to keep her hands to herself.

She had to keep her eyes on her future; money first, then education. Without money, there could be no education. She told herself this over and over again like a mantra, but as JD’s heat seeped into her she felt her will collapsing.

He shifted again and Gráinne felt his erection pressing firmly against her. She didn’t dare look up because he was so close; cheek-to-cheek but not touching. His breath caressed her skin at the opening of her robe.

She had to get away from him if she were to maintain some semblance of dignity. His unspoken intention was all too alluring.

Tossing the soiled pad aside, she said, “That should keep you.” She was ashamed she couldn’t raise her voice above a whisper.

“Thank you.” His own voice was barely a whisper, too.

She turned toward him slightly. It was in her mind to apologize again for Milo, but the moment she looked into his eyes, she couldn’t think, couldn’t move . . . couldn’t breathe. His eyes bore into hers, freezing her in place.

When he leaned even closer, she started panicking. Her heart pounded in her chest. What was he doing?

“I said I’m done.”

“I’m not,” he growled, then closed the gap between them.

The instant his lips touched hers, she was sure she’d melted into him. If he didn’t have her pressed so firmly against the counter, her legs would have collapsed under her.

She’d often wondered what it would be like to kiss JD. Ever since the night she’d danced for him in The Klub! she’d let her mind run mazes through her fantasies about him. She’d permitted herself the fantasies, because that’s all she’d allowed herself until school was done and she had the education she craved. But this was no fantasy. JD was nothing like anything her wild imagination could ever conjure. He was pure flesh, hardness and heat, and his kiss had her undone.

Instinct took over, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Tilting her head, she parted her lips and welcomed his intruding tongue. The moment they touched, JD groaned deep in his throat and his arms hauled her against him, closer still. His hands were flat on her back, holding her, the pads of his fingers massaging her flesh.

Gráinne gasped when he pressed his hips against her again and again. No, not his hips. Something harder. He slid his hands around and grasped her bottom, squeezing it roughly, holding her as he slowly ground himself against her.

As his kiss deepened, Gráinne continued losing all sense of reality. She couldn’t believe how easily JD made her drop her defenses. Was she so needy for a man’s touch?

“JD,” she heard herself whisper, but he didn’t seem to hear her. Or if he did, he ignored her. “John.” He looked at her then. His eyes smoldered with desire. What she felt echoed in his gaze.

“You’re so soft,” he murmured, as he stroked the backs of his fingers against her cheek, smoothing away an errant curl. His gaze followed his fingers as they traveled down her neck to her collarbone, and then dipped to the cleft between her breasts. He used both to part the collar of her wrap, easily pushing it off her shoulders. Too easily. She couldn’t stop him. She followed his gaze to her breasts where he gently cupped them. Her nipples pebbled under his thumbs.

She felt his breath against her skin just before he claimed a nipple between his lips. The feel of his mouth on her was like lightning strike. It shot a bolt of fire through her body so intense she arched against him. She buried her fingers in his hair just to make sure he didn’t stop.

Her body was on fire. Every nerve ending was alive with sensation.

He slipped his arms around her and the tiny hairs on his arms grazed her skin, sending tingles up her spine. The cool night air did nothing to tame the sensations racing through her. There was nothing she could to do stop him. Her will was gone.

He gazed up at her while he suckled her. Neither moved. His gaze was intense, questioning, as if asking for permission to continue.

Then he moved to her other breast.

“Jazus!” she cursed aloud.

She should have said no.

She should have said stop.

She should have said a lot of things. Later, when she had her senses back, she was sure she’d come up with several choice words. Right now, though, she found it hard just to breathe.

JD rose and reclaimed her mouth. His chest hairs on her sensitive breasts enticed her all the more. She was forced to grasp the counter to remain upright.

As if she wasn’t having enough trouble standing on two legs, JD hauled one leg around his waist. It was by willpower alone she was able to stand at all.

The instant his lips touched hers again, it seemed her whole world stood still; his fire consumed her. It washed over her and drowned her in a pool of liquid passion the like she’d never felt before. No man had ever kissed her with as much feeling.

God, he would make her come if he kept rubbing against her like this. And God help her, she wanted him inside her. Now.

It was all too much. The realization of what she was doing hit her so suddenly, it left her shattered and weak. She had to remind herself sex was not love, no matter how good it felt. She craved approval. She wanted acceptance. She wanted to be loved, damn it! By God, JD’s touch echoed something she fought hard to name.

“No,” she gasped, pushing him back.

Every inch of her flesh was alive with feeling. It had never been like this before. No man had ever made her feel this way. No man had ever touched her so lovingly. His touch was loving but it wasn’t love. She barely knew the man. No. It wasn’t love, she told herself.

He shot his gaze up to hers, passion and confusion twisting as one across his face.

She was slow to come back to earth, but when she did, a wave of shame washed over her, drowning her contentment.

“I’m sorry. No.” She pushed JD away from her, but her legs refused to support her weight and she would have sunk to the floor had he not steadied her. She grasped the edges of her robe and pulled them back together.

Her eyes filled with tears. She bit her lip to keep them at bay. She would not let him see how this affected her. She couldn’t look at him, but his fingers were on her chin and turning her toward him. His eyes were filled with passion and . . . something. She couldn’t read his expression.

“No,” she gasped through the tears suddenly spilling down her cheeks. “Leave me alone.”

It had to be the stress of the day making her feel this way, making her so vulnerable, and not that she desired JD. But she did desire him. She had since Halloween night when he surreptitiously stepped into her life.

“Sshhh,” he whispered, and pulled her against him. “It’s okay.”

“Please, just . . . don’t.” He refused to listen to her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him. He cupped the back of her head in his hot palm and held her to his shoulder where she finally lost it.

• • •

I love hearing from readers. If you enjoyed this excerpt, please let me know. If you've read any of the books in this series, please take a moment and write a short review, letting me know if you liked the books or not.

Don't forget -- Visit Smut for Good, donate, and visit other authors to read their snoggy excerpts.

And don't forget, if you pick up copies of my Irish Pride Series, I'll add today's sales to my donation.

Friday, July 18, 2014

The Writing Process

Thanks to Jeff Gardiner for tagging me in The Writing Process Blog Hop. Read about Jeff’s writing process here.

At the end I’ll be tagging a few other authors, so please do follow those links to their blogs and interviews.

Click on the side links to purchase any of my published books, or you can get them from my publisher, Tirgearr Publishing.

What am I currently working on?

I have a few irons in the fire, but I suppose what I'm working on now is an inclusion in the City Nights Series from Tirgearr Publishing. Each story in this series is a short novella set in a different city and takes place over the course of a 24 hour period, or one night. Each story's title includes "One Night in...".

One Night in Dublin is set in Dublin Ireland, of course, and is about a woman who has to make a choice between the men she's been dating, feeling it's time to settle down and start thinking of her future. The evening doesn't quite go as she expects ;-)

This series is erotic romance so readers will be sure to get a lot of both. I'm not sure when mine will be published, but anyone interested in this series can check out the already-published and upcoming stories here.

My most recent publication is the third book in the Irish Pride Series -- Shape of My Heart.

This is the story of Grainne Vaughan. After seeing her brother discover his one true love, Grainne decides it's time to grow up and take her life more seriously. She moves back to Dublin and takes a job, but her earnings aren't enough to pay for college tuition, so she moonlights as an exotic dancer. Things quickly go south as she earns herself a fan, a man who goes by the nickname, The Hunter, aka Dublin's top drug kingpin, Taylor Wade. He wants her to dance for him at his New Years Eve party . . . and more! But when she witnesses him murder someone, she's on the run.

Undercover detective, John "JD" Desmond, wanted Grainne to snitch for him; he's on a case to bring Wade down and sees Grainne as an easy CI. He doesn't count on her resisting him, or his affections. Now that she's on the run, JD is sworn to protect her, but who will protect his heart?

What makes my writing distinctive?

Two things, I think --

1) I write real people with real problems, and
2) Emotion and senses -- I use them both to really draw out the character's personality and experiences, and so readers can really be inside the character when they're reading.

Why do I write what I write?

When I read, I do it for escapism. I want to be in another place, maybe another time. I want to be in the story; I want to be that character. I try using all the senses and add personal emotion so that readers will get pulled in like I want to be. So many stories these days are action-driven or plot-driven that I want to bring readers back to character-driven stories which also have great plot and action/suspense.

My Irish Pride Series has all the emotion, action, and suspense I like reading in stories, plus all the senses needed to really get into the characters and the scenes they're in.

I also write what I like reading. Having lived in Ireland for the last 17+ years, I tend to write stories set here which reflect places I've been, and focusing on the types of people I've met.

How does the writing process work?

I used to be able to write anywhere, regardless of noise. When I was younger, I could tune out the TV, radio, surrounding noises, etc. Not so much today. Now I need a quite place with just the sound of the keys clicking away. In a way, keystrokes are like a tempo, and when I'm in the groove, that tempo helps keep me on track. Once I'm in the groove, I can spit out a few thousand words a day, only stopping because I can no longer sit or my fingers stop working properly and I'm forced to rest.

The actual process itself includes lots of research once I have a basic plot down. I rely on the usual W5+H+M to flesh out characters and a basic plot, then put my butt in the chair and start writing.

What next?

My aim is to finish The Diary. I cut my writing teeth on historicals, but up until now, everything I've published has been contemporary. The Diary is a time travel which primarily takes place in a past Ireland. I started this one a while back with the goal of having it published this past April for the 1000 year commemoration of the Battle of Clontarf, but it didn't quite go to plan when a) The Irish Pride Series forced itself out of me, and b) we started Tirgearr Publishing and my focus got redirected. Now that things are starting to find a level, I can start dedication some personal writing time again.

The Diary is about a woman who takes an extended trip to Ireland to 'find herself' and winds up doing that a thousand years in Ireland's past. Lots of twists between my made up history and real Irish history. A great read, if I say so myself!

And now I’d like to tag the following authors. Please visit their blogs to read about their writing processes. Please note: Some of these authors may still be working on theirs, so check back!

Elizabeth Delisi

Charlene Raddon

Isabo Kelly

Sharon Black

Friday, April 11, 2014

Released today: Shape of My Heart

Available today -- Shape of My Heart, Irish Pride series, book three. This is Gráinne's story --

Gráinne has moved back to Dublin to get her life straightened out. She dreams of college and a better life. She’s working for her brother, Kieran, in his newly reopened pub, The Blues Tavern, but the money isn’t enough to support herself and pay tuition. Moonlighting at The Klub! as an exotic dancer seems to be her answer fast money.

John ‘JD’ Desmond is a detective working undercover in the Blues Tavern. The Klub!, owned by Jimmy Malloy, is being used as a drug front, headed by the notorious Taylor Wade. JD had intended to get Gráinne to snitch for him, but when he falls in love with her, things get complicated.

When Gráinne witnesses Jimmy’s murder, she and JD are forced to go on the run until Wade can be apprehended. Wade lives up to his nickname, The Hunter, and JD and Gráinne quickly find themselves at the end of a gun and running for their lives.

Each ebook in the Irish Pride Series is available through April for just 99c each! Grab your copies while you can at this great price.

Also, get ready for this, the Irish Pride Series is now available in paperback!! How cool is that?! Grab your copies today at Amazon, or ask for them from your favorite bookseller. They can be ordered by ISBN or title and author.

Today is also the last day of Irish Pride Week over on my Facebook page. All week, I've been posting excerpts, videos with passages they inspired, we've had some quizzes, gave away some gift cards, talked about Ireland and story setting, and more.

And there's more to come! This is all leading up to the grand prize give away. One lucky commenter will receive a plot of land in Ireland, as donated by Macroom Land Trust!

Thanks to everyone who has been following me all week, and congrats to those who've won gift cards.

See you there!

Monday, April 07, 2014

I can't keep calm, it's Irish Pride Week!

I hope you're all looking forward to Irish Pride Week as much as I am. I have lots in store for the week, including book excerpts, Q&A, a quiz or two, and much more.

I'm giving away spot prizes, and at the end of the week, there's a grand prize which has been donated by Macroom Land trust . . . your very own piece of Ireland!

And let's chat about Ireland.

‪#readmeimirish‬ and ‪#‎irishprideweek‬ will get you there at Facebook, or click this link and go direct --

The books in the Irish Pride Series are releasing this week --

7 April - Rhythm of My Heart
9 April - A Piece of My Heart
11 April - Shape of My Heart

To celebrate this series, my publisher, Tirgearr Publishing, is offering the Kindle titles at just 99c through April!

Today, I'm celebrating the re-release of Rhythm of My Heart. Follow me over to Facebook for all the excitment!

Let's rock and roll!

I can't keep calm. It's Irish Pride Week!!

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Irish Pride Week 7 - 11 April

book excerpts, chat about Ireland, spot prizes, and a grand prize, which includes a plot of land in Ireland, donated by Macroom Land Trust.

Join me on Facebook for the week of 7 - 11 April to celebrate Irish Pride Week.

This is an all week event to relaunch my popular Irish Pride Series.

Monday 7 April - relaunch RHYTHM OF MY HEART
Wednesday 9 April - relaunch A PIECE OF MY HEART
Friday 11 April - release SHAPE OF MY HEART

The series has been re-covered by the amazing Kim Killion, featuring some of today's top romance models.

The week will be filled with fun and prizes, so head over and join the event today. Tell your friends.

#readmeimirish and #irishprideweek will get you there too.

Join me! The craic will be mighty ;-)

Monday, February 17, 2014


I can't begin to describe how excited I am to show off the new covers for my Irish Pride Series. It's been pure torture holding onto these beauties until I could show them to the world.

As many of you know, I obtained the rights back to A Piece of My Heart last year, and because it needed a new cover, I started thinking about Rhythm of My Heart, and the soon to be released, Shape of My Heart. What the heck? Let's do them all!

And here they are!

Before I say anything else, I must thank Kim Killion and her design staff at The Killion Group for my amazing new covers for the Irish Pride Series. I'm very proud and fortunate to have some of Kim's work in my collection. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!

So, let me tell you about about Irish Pride Week at Tirgearr Publishing. Well . . . 

Monday, 7 April -- Rhythm of My Heart will be re-released with new edits and its stunning new cover.

Wednesday, 9 April -- A Piece of My Heart will make it's grand re-entrance onto the market under the Tirgearr brand with fresh edits and it's amazing new cover.

Friday, 11 April -- Shape of My Heart will be released. Shape of My Heart is the newest edition to the Irish Pride Series, and I'm hoping readers will enjoy it as much as they enjoyed the first two books in the series. And yes, it has a stellar cover! :-)

Where does this leave Constant Craving? Well, two things --

1) Contact Craving will remain available as a standalone story, but will become a FREE title. How cool is that?! Cooler still --
2) As it's the short story sequel to A Piece of My Heart, Constant Craving will be included at the back of A Piece of My Heart as a free read!

Wait! That's not all (why does this sound like a cheesy late night ad for chef knives?). Not only will all three books be released in all digital formats, they'll also be in print! {faints}

Okay, I didn't really faint, but this is all super exciting stuff.

To help me celebrate my new covers, some friends are hosting my cover reveals this week on their blogs. Drop over to meet up with some of the industries rising stars, and a great reviewer --

Tuesday, 18 Feb -- Elizabeth Delisi at The World According to Liz
Wednesday, 19 Feb -- Charlene Raddon at Char's Ranch
Thursday, 20 Feb -- Cathie Dunn at Cathie Dunn Writes
Friday, 21 Feb -- Kate Robbins at Into the Highland Mist
Saturday, 22 Feb -- Kathleen Kelly at Celtic Ladys Reviews

Other friends will be hosting me on their sites over the month of March, and THEN Irish Pride Week at Tirgearr Publishing begins!

So . . . if you click on the links above on the sidebar, you can drop over to the book pages and read some great chapter excerpts. If you've read one of these books already, I'd love to hear from you.

Finally, follow me at Facebook and Twitter. Leave me a comment or twelve and have your name put into a random draw on Saturday, 12 April, for a super-duper Irish Pride prize!

Thanks for stopping by. Have a great week!

~ Kemberlee

Saturday, February 15, 2014

You may have noticed

My site is undergoing some changes at the moment. Please bear with me. We're gearing up for a grand event, starting Monday, 17 February. Yeah, I know. TWO DAYS!

Yep, two days until the be unveiling of the newly revamped Irish Pride Series.

I've got back the rights to my book, A Piece of My Heart, and will be republishing at Tirgearr Publishing where Rhythm of My Heart also lives.

Shape of My Heart is being released in April, and for The Big Event, a new collection of covers have been designed for the whole series! And the big reveal starts Monday. More details on Monday about The Big Event, but for now, strap in for my new cover reveal!

Thank you to all my friends and readers with whom I hope to make friends. Stop by Monday and join the fun!

~ Kemberlee