August 2011

Riding Out The Storm

We have Hurricane Irene to blame for my blog today.  I can’t think of anything else!  I’m still without power after losing it Sunday morning, so I’m sitting at my in-laws while I write tonight, grateful for a house with electricity.

Maybe I should have been more prepared.  But who worries about a hurricane in northern NY?  Blizzards… now that I take seriously.  But hurricanes are Florida’s bane, not mine.  So you can imagine my surprise to see my tree house topple out of a tree.  It blew, tumbleweed-style, across the lawn, coming to rest in our brook.  Before it was done, it ran into a group of poplars, and they all went down like dominoes.  I’m not sure it was the force of the tree house that did it.  I think there was wind at work there, too.

So… wow.  I felt like Dorothy in Oz watching the destruction.  And I saw the whole thing happen since the howl of the wind made me look outside right before all hell broke loose.  I figured that would be the end of it, however.  I’d already made up my mind that it was okay since my boys had probably outgrown the tree house, even if it was a fun base for Nerf wars or paintball.

Little did I know the hurricane show was only just the beginning.  Next to go down was another poplar.  Then, to my shock, the biggest tree in our yard came down- a huge box elder that sat in the front yard, a tree that used to frame our house perfectly.  It was our “photo-op” tree, the one that served as a backdrop to the first day of Kindergarten photos.  More recently, it was the background for prom pictures.  Sniff. 

I’ll miss that tree!  I’ve always looked for mature landscaping in any house we’ve bought or rented.  And that tree not only had a beautiful shape, it also had a picture-perfect swing hanging from one branch.  The chain was super long it, and if you sat on the wooden seat, you could wait for your company, overlooking the driveway.  Or you could see how high you could get if you pumped your legs hard enough.  Every now and then I touched the leaves with my toes.  I’m not much of an outdoorsy girl, but I sure enjoyed nature from my swing.

After the big tree fell, I was starting to think I’d seen enough damage and was about done with Irene.  But she had yet to land her biggest blow.  She knocked down a locust tree onto the power line going into our house, yanking the cord out of the wall and ensuring our electricity wouldn’t be coming on any time soon.

What a spectacular mess!  I’m counting my blessings today that all those falling trees didn’t cause more damage to the house.  I couldn’t get any of the family vehicles out of the garages today, but my husband and his friend sawed a path so we could use our driveway again.  Family and friends all offered help.  The boys’ friends were out in full force, carrying branches and making a pile of debris for the mother of all bonfires this fall. 

I hope Irene was kinder to you than she was to me.  And if not, I hope you’re finding the help of friends and neighbors as you dry out and reclaim your homes.  Good luck and don’t forget to change your flashlight batteries before the next storm!  I know for my part, I’m buying a generator. 

***tell me how you made out in the storm or share with me your own worst storm experience.  I’ve got  an advance copy of… so fitting… RIDING OUT THE STORM for one random poster.

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KIERAN KRAMER: "L--VE MAKES THE W--RLD G-- R--UND!"

Hello to all my new friends at Writerspace! I'm thrilled to be here. Since this is my first blog with you, I’d like to talk about my debut book, WHEN HARRY MET MOLLY, the first tale in my Regency-set historical series from St. Martin's Press. It's no surprise to people who know me that WHEN HARRY MET MOLLY includes a contest. After all, I've been on two game shows, The Wheel of Fortune and Family Feud (and I'm happy to report I won on both of them).

Just as they do on Wheel of Fortune, I'd like to play a little bonus round with you. I’ll give you the most popular consonants, R-S-T-L-N, as well as the most popular vowel, E, and I'd like you to complete this phrase in...hmmmm, ten seconds, just as they do on the real show. Oh, and I want you to pretend there's a live audience staring at you and a huge camera trained on your face. Don’t forget that the camera's got a bright red light beaming on top of it, which means you're on the air in front of 30 million people. You're also not allowed to think about your family and friends back home, none of whom you want to embarrass. And please, don't even contemplate the shiny new car or large amount of cash you might win if you answer correctly!

Brains ready? I’ll count down from ten while you solve the puzzle. Let’s go!

_ _ _'R E  _ E _ _ _ _ E

All right. That's ten seconds. Some of you got it right away. That apostrophe helps, doesn't it? Others of you, however, might have got nervous and balked. Don't worry, it's all right if you did. Now you won't be as tempted to throw a rotten tomato at the TV screen next time you see someone on the actual game show mess up a seemingly simply puzzle!

We'll come back to the phrase at the end of this note, shall we?

Meanwhile, I have to say that nothing gets my competitive blood stirring like a bold challenge, which is why in WHEN HARRY MET MOLLY, a stubborn bluestocking named Molly has to participate in the scandalous "Most Delectable Companion" contest with four lightskirts if she wants to get home with her reputation intact. And Harry, a notorious rake (with what I like to call Second-son Syndrome) must do his best to help the fiery, fabulous Molly win--or find himself at the marriage altar with a prune-faced ninny.

It's difficult for Harry and Molly to act as if she's his mistress when the two can't stand each other. Good thing those kisses they're forced to share don't matter a whit--nor the scintillating tension arcing between them every time they act cozy in front of the others at the hunt party to keep their cover during the competition. Harry and Molly think they want her to win the contest at all costs, but are they willing to make that cost their hearts?

Yes, dear readers, we know what's bound to happen. And as for Harry and Molly? They've got a long week together, complete with all sorts of conflict and colorful friends, to find out!

Okay, then, let's pull back from talking about romantic stories that will help you forget all your stress and the words that compose them. It’s time to focus on the true building blocks of books: the letters of the alphabet.

In the puzzle at the top of this note, the answer is: "You're Welcome." It was the actual phrase I completed correctly on The Wheel of Fortune in the bonus round.

Easy, right? But at the time, dear readers, I was sweating bullets for all the reasons I listed earlier. In those tense moments on the studio set, it felt like winning that puzzle would mean everything in the world to me-—until I looked into the eyes of my husband in the audience and saw that he would love me no matter how well I did on the show.

And I calmed down. At that moment, I understood that love is the true prize. It's the currency we can all share freely, knowing that the more we give away, the more we'll get back. Winning a game show is fun, but that sort of glory is fleeting. Love lasts forever.

So on that note, I'd like to leave you, my new friends at Writerspace, with a more appropriate phrase (with R-S-T-L-N & E provided, of course):

_ _ _ N _   _ _ _.

It spells T H A N K  Y O U. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing your precious time with me, a romance writer who is incredibly excited and happy to spread a little cheer around the world with my stories of love and laughter.

Hugs to you all,

Kieran

www.kierankramerbooks.com

 

 

The Lost

Thank you for having me here today at the wonderful Writerspace blog!  I appreciate the chance to share with you THE LOST, the first book in my new Sin Hunter paranormal romance series from Grand Central Publishing.


It’s always exciting to be starting something new , but especially something as different as this series.  You see the Sin Hunters are a very unique group, an ancient race with the amazing ability to gather energy.  That allows the Sin Hunters to do all kinds of things, like heal or kill with a touch, shapeshift, shoot power orbs or break down into their most elemental parts to skip across the ions in the cosmos.


Of course with such great power comes great responsibility as Peter Parker’s uncle would say, but there also comes something else:  A civil war between two factions of the Hunters.  The war is all about the power and in THE LOST, it’s all about seizing an immense source of energy, namely the hero, Adam Bruno.


Adam was taken from his people many years ago and because of that, he is uncertain of the powers that he has and how to control them.  With his coming of age – his Equinox – Adam’s power is reaching its zenith, but if Adam can’t learn to control it, or find out who is after him, it may mean big trouble.


Into that conflict steps Bobbie Carrera.  Bobbie has got to be one of my favorite heroines ever.  A Marine who has served in Iraq and come home physically and emotionally wounded, Bobbie wants peace so that she can try to rebuild her life and heal from her injuries.  But when she finds herself thrown together with Adam, she is instantly attracted to his quiet strength and the pain she sees in his eyes.  Bobbie understands all about the pain, but with Adam she experiences a peace and healing she had never thought possible.


Unfortunately, Bobbie and Adam must first survive the conflict between the Hunter factions in order to have their Happily-Ever-After.


You may be wondering why I chose a military heroine for this story.  Well, I wanted a way to thank our military men and women for their sacrifices and decided to do so by showing the hardships and pain that they suffer in order to keep our Nation free and safe.  I hope I’ve done that realistically with Bobbie’s character and that you will not only empathize with her sacrifice, but also be rooting for her to find happiness with Adam.


To find out more about THE LOST, please visit my website at www.caridad.com and to see photos of some of the real life locations along the Jersey Shore which appear in THE LOST, please visit my Facebook Fan Page at www.facebook.com/caridad.author.


Thank you for taking the time to stop by today and thank you to Writerspace for having me here.  To help celebrate the release of THE LOST, I’m having the DISCOVER THE LOST release party and contest where the grand prize includes an e-reader!  Drop by www.caridad.com for additional details on the contest. 








Too Hot To Touch

I love stories where the main character is pulled back from the big city to her little hometown to deal with the family—and maybe the first love—she left behind. The drama, the relationships, the history…I can’t get enough of them!

So of course I wanted to write a homecoming story. But my version has a little twist: in TOO HOT TO TOUCH, the first book of my Rising Star Chef trilogy, it’s the hero, Max Lunden, who comes home after years wandering the world, learning exotic culinary techniques…and his tiny hometown is a village: Greenwich Village, to be exact, a neighborhood of Manhattan.

But Max does have to deal with his family and his family’s legacy, a steak-and-potatoes restaurant called Lunden’s Tavern. The Lundens need Max’s help to enter the biggest culinary competition in the nation…which brings us to Max having to deal with the girl he left behind.

Except Jules Cavanaugh was the one with the crush. And now that she’s all grown up and a talented chef at Lunden’s Tavern, she doesn’t think they need any help…even from the still-smoking-hot guy who made her teenage heart flutter. So despite their sizzling attraction, she’s determined to keep her cool—no matter how hot it gets…

Obviously, Max has a lot to contend with! To see how he juggles all those frying pans, pick up my latest release, TOO HOT TO TOUCH. In fact, one lucky commenter will be chosen at random to receive a signed copy, along with a set of my Rising Star Chef romance trading cards!

 

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Sayin’ Goodbye to Characters

DEADLY SINS is released on August 2.  It’s book six in The Mindhunters series and will likely be the last in the series, although I never say never.  And it still hasn’t quite hit me that my current project doesn’t have Adam Raiker whispering insistently in my ear.  Doesn’t have one of his compelling employees trying to get me to throw the man a curve ball.  I’ve been writing Mindhunter books for three years.  That’s longer than I’ve spent on any series I’ve ever created.  That’s longer than I stuck with yoga and it was supposed to be life changing.  (Perhaps it would have been if classes hadn’t met at 5:30 AM.)

Goodbyes are hard.  And forever (?) goodbyes are the hardest.  It doesn’t make it easier that the people I’m saying so long to are fictional story people who I created.  That should—if anything—make it harder.  They were borne solely from my imagination, developed in the corners of my mind.  There were days I had more conversations with these people--albeit silent ones-- than I did with members of my family, especially during deadline times.  And I know them as well as I do family.  If you ask me which of them eats the most pizza, which is likeliest to show a little thigh to get her way or which male character exudes the most charm, and which is the most annoying….I can name them off just like I could with personal friends.  And the fun part is that readers probably can, too.  That’s what makes this so special.  To have created something that I can share with others.

Prior to The Mindhunters the longest series I had ever written was four books.  That particular experience taught me just how very short my attention span is J.  I learned after it that three connected books were all I could do before boredom set in.  So three books was what I’d planned for this series.  I hadn’t counted on the reader mail I received demanding to learn more about Adam Raiker, the head of The Mindhunters.  And I certainly hadn’t expected my editor to request the same.  I realize now it would have been a waste of one of my most compelling characters had Raiker not gotten his own story.  His backstory, his very personality demands it.

Prior to beginning Raiker Forensics (The Mindhunters) Adam Raiker was a legendary profiler for the FBI.  His last case for them ended spectacularly when he was captured, tortured and nearly killed by the child killer he was tracking.  That case not only ended his career with the bureau…it ended his relationship with FBI agent Jaid Marlowe, the only woman he had ever allowed close.

It’s eight years later and a DC killer is targeting high profile targets for execution.  Jaid and Adam are brought together on the same task force tracking the offender.  But the deeper they look the more this case seems all wrapped up in the one eight years earlier.  And when suspicion falls on Adam, Jaid has to decide whether to play it safe and risk everything for the one man she’s never forgotten…or stopped loving. 

Do you like second-chance couples?  How about series?  Is there a series that you never ever want to end?   

www.kyliebrant.com