- My Dad’s birthday! He had a heart attack last summer and that made this birthday so much sweeter. He’s the best dad in the world and I love him very much.
- Paris! I just spent the weekend in Paris at a Romance Festival where I met so many enthusiastic readers and writers and I was in Paris.
- Sunshine…well, sort of. In the UK Spring heralds a change from many hours of darkness to sunshine from about five a.m. to nine p.m. I know that other places in the world have this but I grew up in Florida where our days stay pretty even. 🙂
- Two New Releases!!! First is the Scandalous Billionaires box set with four of my best friends. This box set includes five stories and is only .99. If you pre-order it, we have a gift for you of a cookbook with our favorite recipes in it.
- Celebrating a milestone with one of my best-friends. His Seduction Game Plan is my 50th Harlequin Desire. And our own Nancy Robards Thompson is celebrating her 25th book for Harlequin with Fortune’s Prince Charming. This week we are celebrating together on our Facebook pages (Kathy and/or Nancy) so stop by if you’d like to win some signed books and other goodies!
What’s your top 5 for April? Tell for a chance to win a signed copy of His Baby Agenda!
So yesterday Kristan was blogging about her TV obsession Naked and Afraid. I love TV and my latest obsession is binge-watching television shows. I have a really hard time watching a show when I have to wait an entire week to find out what happens next! One show that I binged on was How To Get Away With Murder.
Have you seen it? It’s riveting. I find most of the characters not likeable at all but I still want to know what happens next. I should confess that I was a Court TV junkie until that station ceased to broadcast. I happened to watch the entire first season of How To Get Away With Murder while I was plotting my latest release from Harlequin Desire.
You might be thinking, um, Kathy, Desire is glitz, glamour not murder…well, you’d be right. But the backstory for my latest Sons of Privilege (heroes who are born with lots of money and end up flawed) was already taking shape. I wanted my heroes to be men who were challenged by their past, good men underneath all that privilege, I added in my love for football and the TV show and created the Frat House Murders as their backstory.
The first book is out now. Here’s a teaser:
A nanny. A single father. A love stronger than revenge? Only from USA TODAY bestselling author Katherine Garbera!
Ten years ago, someone framed him for murder. Kingsley Buchanan lost everything, including Gabriella de la Cruz. Now the billionaire is back to settle old scores. But he must protect his child. Kingsley needs Gabi—as a nanny for his son.
But Gabi is no longer a naive girl. She’s a businesswoman with needs of her own. The only thing that hasn’t changed: her hunger for Kingsley. But Gabi won’t risk her heart on a man she can’t trust—unless she can convince him that love is more powerful than revenge…
What’s your favorite TV show right now? I just binge-watched Daredevil…omg, I could write an entire blog about the Marvel/Netflix shows. I loved Jessica Jones as well and can’t wait for Luke Cage to air this fall.
I’ve got a copy of HIS BABY AGENDA and some cool book swag for one lucky commenter.
I know it’s a bit early to talk about Christmas–or, rather, it probably seems early to you. I’ve been thinking about Christmas all summer. I’ve been imagining snowflakes and cozy fires, mistletoe and evergreens, holiday balls and hot cider. And then I’d step outside and the sweltering heat of summer would bring me back to reality. The fact is that if one is to publish a Christmas book, one must write that book in the off-season. This fall I have two Christmas novellas being released.
One is a re-release of my novella from last year’s anthology Christmas in the Duke’s Arms. It’s called The Spy Beneath the Mistletoe, and it’s about two secondary characters from Love and Let Spy, which is my James Bond-themed historical romance. In this novella Q and Moneypence get their happy ever after.
The second release is an anthology set in a London bookshop during the holiday season. This one is titled Christmas in Duke Street. In this novella Lucien, a former prince whose family was overthrown by a revolution, is in London searching the volumes of a little bookshop in Duke Street for documents proving his identity when he comes across Cassandra, a lovely widow looking for adventure.
It wasn’t all Christmas, all the time this summer. I was also able to write a bit about summer for an anthology that will be out in November titled A Gentleman For All Seasons. You’ll notice two resident JQs are part of the group of authors. My story, “The Summer of Wine and Scandal,” is about a London dandy and a country miss with a secret.
Do you have a favorite season to read about? I actually love fall and love writing books set in autumn. One person who comments will win a copy of my new release, The Rogue You Know.
The winner will be randomly chosen and announced on the blog Sunday.
I didn’t intend to write a Christmas novella. Actually, I did. It’s part of the Christmas in the Duke’s Arms anthology I did with Grace Burrowes, Carolyn Jewel, and Miranda Neville.
So maybe I should say that I didn’t intend to write two Christmas novellas. I was writing a scene for Danielle Gorman’s Ramblings From this Chick blog next month, and I couldn’t stop writing. I wrote 10 pages then 20 pages then 30 pages…You get the idea.
And I was having fun with the story! I get quite a few emails from readers who want to know more about Blue, one of my spy characters. I thought I made it clear he and Helena lived happily ever after, but I guess it wasn’t crystal. So I decided to keep writing Blue’s story and it turned into my new novella, ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS BLUE.
In this story, Blue and Helena once again encounter some difficulties in their relationship. Add Blue’s parents, his 10 brothers and sisters, the agents of the Barbican, and Christmas Eve, and you have the story.
Here’s the cover.
Buy links coming soon. Look for the book December 10.
How do you like to celebrate Christmas Eve? With spies and family and secret messages?
You know those wonderful videos that show kids left alone in a room with a marshmallow they’ve been warned not to touch? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7LN96jEXHc
They’re hilarious. The agony of waiting is all over their adorable faces.
Unfortunately, some studies seem to show that the ability to delay gratification (resisting a marshmallow now in the hopes of getting a bigger, better treat later) may predict “better outcomes” later in life. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanford_marshmallow_experiment
I say “unfortunately” because, if these studies are right, I likely will be living under a bridge someday, eating my marshmallows out of cat food tins. When it comes to delayed gratification….well, let’s just say I probably won’t be chosen for the Olympic Patience Pentathlon team.
Ironically, both the books I have coming out next week are about patience. About waiting for true love, no matter how long it takes.
RECLAIMING THE COWBOY, the fifth in my Superromance series THE SISTERS OF BELL RIVER RANCH, is about Mitch Garwood and the mystery woman who broke his heart almost eight months before.
My new Montana Born Homecoming novella, THE LONG WAY HOME, is about Joe Carlyle and his high school sweetheart, who married someone else eight years ago.
In these books, my characters must learn patience and forgiveness. When they do, their courage definitely pays off—not in marshmallows, but in love, redemption and Happily Ever After.
I’m so excited about the releases that I can’t wait to share a little with you. (Surprised?) Here’s an excerpt from THE LONG WAY HOME—in which Joe comes face-to-face with Abby for the first time in eight years:
He certainly hoped he didn’t look as disoriented as he felt. He closed his mouth, a good first step, but if he didn’t start talking in the next couple of seconds, she’d know how much power she still had over him. Enough power to render him mute.
Frantically, he felt around in his mind for some clever comment, just as he might feel around in the dark for his keys if the house were on fire.
But he didn’t have anything ready. He had honest to God believed he’d never see her again.
His first impulse was to try to get cute. “Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world…”
But no… Casablanca? He might as well burst into tears, or fling himself into the sawdust and kiss her feet. Nothing said “you broke my heart, you faithless harlot” like quoting Casablanca.
But he had to say something, damn it. He picked up the pencil on the desk, though he didn’t need it, just to have something in his hands.
“Abby Watts,” he said. Not exactly diamond-sharp repartee, but at least she couldn’t read much into that. Simple was better than clever. Safer.
She shook her head. “No, not Abby Watts. Abby Foster.”
“Oh? You didn’t take your husband’s name?”
“I took it.” That small smile still curved her lips. “But I gave it back.”
Gave it back? He hesitated, reluctant to jump to conclusions. “How is that done?”
“The normal way. We got divorced a couple of years ago.” She lifted one shoulder. “I legally went back to Foster, and he found someone else to be Mrs. Blaine Watts.”
She sounded so matter of fact, as if divorce, and losing Blaine to another woman, didn’t bother her very much. He wondered whether her calm was an act. Abby Foster hadn’t been very good at acting, or lying, back in the old days. But who knew what skills she might have picked up in her years as Mrs. Blaine Watts of New York City?
Just because she looked heart-stoppingly the same didn’t mean she really was the same. She’d been living on the other side of the country, as another man’s wife, for nearly a decade. That would change a person.
Heck, he’d stayed right here in Marietta, in the family business, even in the family home—and look how different he was.
“Really,” he said stupidly. “He remarried, huh?”
He drummed the pencil on the desk blotter, wondering why he had to fight for every line in this conversation. Once, they’d been able to talk all night long.
Problem was, the news truly shocked him. If she divorced two years ago, that meant their marriage had lasted only six. It hardly seemed possible that she’d broken his heart—both their hearts—for something that lasted only six years.
But, again, the silence had stretched too long. He needed to say something.
“How about that. “ He dropped the pencil and scooted his chair back, as if to rise. “Divorced already. That didn’t take long.”
Something tightened in her face. “I guess time is relative,” she said. “It seemed like an eternity to me.”
How about you? Are you the patient type? Or do you struggle with delayed gratification, like me? Can you remember a time when patience paid off?
Because it’s a double-release month, and I’m double-excited, I’m giving away Kindle copies of both these books AND a $10 Amazon gift certificate to one randomly chosen commenter today.