Welcome to my blog JoAnne! It’s a pleasure to have you here. How long have you been writing with the hopes of publication?
JK: It took me one year from opening up my first manuscript and typing the first word to getting it accepted at a publisher. Five months of that was about me running around in the dark not knowing the hows/wheres about the industry. And I’m still learning. Aren’t we all?
Yes, always so much to learn in this constantly changing industry. How did you get started?
JK: My first time being published, ever, was a non-fiction piece about Psychic Art for a coffeetable-esk magazine. Then I caught the bug and slowly made the transition from non-fiction to fiction.
What genres do you write in, and what appeals to you about those genres?
JK: I write paranormal and contemporary romances, and to mix things up, I also write erotica horror shorts (Tales from the Coffin). My most favorite thing about writing in the romance genre is the development of the hero and heroine and helping them work through their issues to help them ‘come together’ for the happy ever after. It’s pretty awesome to share their story, to watch them grow and love and heal. And for the horrors, the opposite is true. I love torturing my characters and finding new ways to end their journeys in a twisted, messed up way.
What is your most recent release?
JK: My best selling Irish Kisses series, which is apart of Decadent Publishing’s 1Night Stand series. The most recent book is a winter snow storm type story set in a remote Irish Castle, and is my favorite story so far for this series. I love Sandra the barmaid, she’s like a good friend to me now having been in each of the four Irish Kisses stories to day.
Hot winter kisses to warm broken hearts….
Sick of tending to everyone else’s needs around the holidays, divorced barmaid and granny Sandra ferries it from London to Belfast. All she wants for Christmas is some peace with a romance story in front of a roaring fire in a remote Irish castle. What she gets is a most unexpected Christmas present from her friends at Bell’s—A 1Night Stand with a young Irishman.
Can she hack it in the real world of romance, or are life’s complications and treacherous snowstorms best left to the pages of a book?
Newly widowed Ardan Draighean owns Ballygalley castle. Once run as a hotel with his late wife, the stone building now serves as a home for him and his son. After hearing about Madame Eve’s matchmaking skills, he contacts her in search of the perfect match. Although much older than him—by fifteen years—Sandra is his ideal woman. He be damned if he’ll let a good story get in the way of his happy ever after with her.
Hot winter kisses are all this couple needs to stay warm this Christmas, but will the heat stay long after the magical season of mistletoe has finished?
What are you working on now?
JK: I’m working on a paranormal trilogy; 3 novellas set in Port St. Mary, a quaint little coastal village on the Isle of Man.
Are you a plotter or a pantser?
JK: A panster, sort of. Put me in the middle there somewhere. I’ll rustle up a quick blurb and brainstorm a few ideas before I sit down to write. Then I fly by the seat of my pants and fast draft a story right until the very end. Then comes lots of edits and revisions and layering. This process works best for me. I’ve tried plotting; I got bored of writing the story because I knew the ending.
What genres do you enjoy reading?
JK: Anything. If the blurb and cover pull me in, I’ll give it a go regardless of genre. I do however have a particular love for vampires and/or bad boys on bikes combine the two, and I’m in heaven!
Where do your best ideas come from?
JK: My warped imagination is always pulling story/series ideas from thin air, no idea where they come from… they just appear and then bug me until I open a new work-in-progress. Sometimes the idea will spark from a word or a joke, or from a product or my own experiences. Those ideas are everywhere and anywhere. If I could get paid for ideas, I’d be loaded!
What is your favorite book that you’ve read?
JK: The compulsive reader that I am, there have been so many. But just recently, I read one book that left me with a major book and decade hangover; Love Me or Leave Me by Stephanie Draven. It’s a novella length story following the troubles of a married couple. Speakeasies, spanking, darlings and Janes, and a hero so bad and damaged that I couldn’t help but love him. Told in the first person point of view in present tense, I didn’t stop turning the pages until the last word had been read. One sitting. Addictive! I wrote a review here for anyone who would like to discover more about the book: http://britauthor.blogspot.com/2013/01/love-me-or-leave-me-by-stephanie-draven.html
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A shot of Threesome Sweetness stirs up emotions….
Elizabeth, a part-time manager of Bell’s Irish Pub and business student, is newly hitched. Her marriage could use a serious shake up, but she finds shopping a more therapeutic use of her time.
If Todd’s wife is happy, he’s happy. But it seems nothing is putting a sweet smile on her face these days, not even her friends at Bell’s. So he contacts 1NightStand and arranges the one thing he knows she doesn’t necessarily want but definitely needs for her thirtieth birthday; a threesome.
Enter cowboy Cade, who’s in London, England hoping to make a restaurant franchise deal. After weeks of doors slamming shut, he uses the 1Night Stand agency in hopes of sprinkling some fun over his overseas business trip and perhaps to learn what he’s missing out on by being relationship shy.
A harmless night of intimacy is planned.
Is a dash of Threesome Sweetness the remedy each is looking for, or will the date leave a bitter aftertaste each will regret for the rest of their lives?
Is three company or a crowd?
Strutting the length of the suite, he wore nothing but a cowboy hat and a smile. Cocky bastard. She had insisted he leave it on. Heat twisted and turned within, saturating her inside out as she skimmed the length of him from behind her lashes. From his ruggedly handsome face and strong jaw line, to the beads of sweat glistening on his rippled chest, she was tempted to trace her hand over his ass.
He turned his head and set his gaze upon her, looking like one of those heroes from one of Sandra’s romance covers. Except without pants. Her pulse quickened.
“Ma’am.” He dipped his hat, shading his stare with the dark shadow caused by the rim of the Stetson. “Said you wanted more excitement in your life on your 1Night Stand profile. I hope I don’t disappoint you.”
“And what did ya 1Night Stand profile say about ya, pray tell?” She leaned against her husband, trying to seem casual. Adrenaline pumped through her hard and fast, calmed slightly by Todd’s touch. He stroked her side, gentle, reassuring.
“That I’m a businessman in town looking for some serious, clean fun.”
“Don’t people like ya use a card stuck ta a phone box when ya want a shag on a business trip?” She stumbled over her interrogation, desperate to find something wrong with him, a reason why they shouldn’t progress with their evening together.
“Stop questioning the man. He’s not here to chit-chat.” Her husband kissed her cheek, “And if you really don’t want this, we can end it now. Whatever you want, Beth.”
“It’s fine. She wants this. She wants to know it’s all good, clean fun. I understand. Better to be upfront about these things and get them out of the way.” He shrugged. “But you misunderstood me. I don’t want a meaningless one-night stand. I want the experience to mean something.” His tone softening, he strolled to her side. “Something special verses a quick fuck, you understand?”
She snorted. “Why on earth would ya think a married couple could give ya…something special?” Dipping his hand under the collar of her dress, he eased the material from her shoulder while unzipping her. Her outfit skimmed her body on its way to the floor. The room temperature was tepid, yet chills raced up her spine. She wanted to grab his wrist, to scream at him to stop. Yet no matter how awkward he made her feel, she could not get away from the fatal attraction she had for him. She should play nice; after all, this was her birthday present and she might hurt dear Todd’s feelings if she didn’t try to enjoy every second of it.
“I’m going to give you guys a minute alone to get acquainted.” Her husband strode to the en-suite bathroom and shut the door behind him, leaving her alone with this…man.
It wasn’t going to be an easy thing to choreograph, keeping two men happy.
JoAnne Kenrick grew up in a small sea-side town in North Wales. Having experienced life in several different countries, she now lives in North Carolina with her husband, two children and a lazy cat. When they aren’t demanding her attention, she can most likely be found watching a vampire movie, reading, or baking up a British feast in her kitchen. And if she isn’t in one of those spots, she is probably hiding in her writer’s cave.