There is power in frailty.

I can usually be found in a corner, struggling with my latest manuscript. Honestly, it really is usually a struggle. There is always something that trips me up along the way. No matter how detailed I have been in my plotting, obstacles present themselves.

My current obstacle is my heroine. Her name is Bernadette “Bernie” Nolan and she is one of the protagonists in book 2 of my unpublished series Handymen. When I began writing this book, one of the themes I wanted to explore is that of taking one’s life back. Bernie was bullied as a young woman and she has been on a quest ever since to make sense of her struggles. It hasn’t always gone well and she’s made some bad choices. At times, she has underestimated herself, as we all do here and there.

I really wanted her to kick some ass and take charge. She deserves it, after all.

However, at about the 20,000 word mark, I made a realization. Bernie is still having trouble sorting out the mess of her past. She still carries shame and fear.

In other words, she isn’t quite ready to kick life in the ass. In fact, one could argue life is kicking her ass right now.

As much as she wants to be strong, she is beginning to understand just how frail she could become. However, there is a sort of power in such frailty. For Bernie to move forward, she may just have to embrace the emotions holding her back.

Some of these realizations will come to her as she relates to hero Eli Zorn. I love the character of Eli. He’s a good guy and understands the pain of loss. Something tells me he will be the one to help Bernie on her difficult journey.

Now if only I had someone to help me on my author’s journey! I had this story sorted in my head. I pictured Bernie bursting forward in a blaze of glory, ready to defeat her former tormentors. Instead, she and I are huddling together, wondering how we ended up on a more introspective path. We’re clearly learning things together.

Hopefully, once we embrace our frailty, we will emerge victorious.

Lisa Emme. The Yacht Club.

Thank you, Rosanna, for giving me this opportunity to stop by and introduce my latest release, The Yacht Club. Originally published in digital format exclusively for Amazon, I’m very excited to be able to share these three novellas for the first time under one cover and with a much wider distribution. Set in the beautiful, posh suburbs of Vancouver, Canada, each story delivers a HEA featuring a strong, confident woman who isn’t afraid of her own sexuality.  The Yacht Club guaranteed to spice up your spring.

Available for pre-order now at your favourite online retailer including Amazon, Kobo, Barnes & Noble, Apple iBooks. Release date April 25.

 

The Yacht Club
Welcome to the Yacht Club – Vancouver’s exclusive BDSM club and best-kept secret – where few are asked to play, fewer still invited to stay.  Each sexy story brings a bit of ink, a lot of kink, topped with a hint of magic.

Daisy

Daisy Andrews has been burned by love before. Now she prefers to play it safe and keep things casual. So how then, does a woman that prefers her sex with a little kink, satisfy her need to be owned?

Kimi

With a vicious killer loose Kimi Jones is on the hunt, and she’ll stop at nothing to get her man. But when she meets a sexy stranger on the beach and a one-night stand turns into more than she bargained for, will Kimi be able to keep her own secrets?

Pax

Pax Lightfoot struggles to make it day-to-day without losing her mind, until a chance encounter brings her the peace she’s been yearning for. It doesn’t hurt that it comes in a ruggedly handsome package. But can Pax win the heart of a man that craves more than just vanilla?

Excerpt from The Yacht Club: Kimi – Two for One

She stood in the dark – at least it was dark with the blindfold on – unmoving except for the thumping of her heart.  The air in the room was on the cool side and she felt her skin pebble with goosebumps.  The anticipation of what would happen next was killing her.  She flinched at a sudden scraping sound off to the left and she cocked her head towards it.  It was silent for a moment and then she heard the murmuring of the two men speaking, followed by the chiming sound of metal on metal.  She frowned to herself.  Were they trying to put her on edge?  If they were, it was working.

 

 

The quest for something different.

This past week has been frustrating for me, at least in terms of writing.

I’m sort of between projects right now and, of course, that means I’m already dreaming up the next project. It has not proven easy this time around.

I’m obsessed with the idea of creating a new paranormal series. Sounds easy enough, right? I’ve done it before. Several times, in fact. However, that little voice in the back of my head keeps saying, “It has to be different from anything else out there.” After all, how on earth will it stand apart from all the other paranormal romances?

Part of me wants to rely on the tried and true characters, the vampires and werewolves and demons. People still love them but will they snare the attention of agents and editors? Probably not. They all want to see something new, something different. And yet, if readers are to be believed, they want more of the same. They love vampires and werewolves and demons, thank you very much.

So then I put my writing cap on and think, “Write about the characters you love. Just put a fresh spin on them.” Fresh spin. Easier said than done. I have to be honest, folks. I’m not feeling so fresh these days.  For some reason, creating “something different” also creates a lot of stress. And to me, a lot of the fresh spins I see out there are really just more of the same. Same vampire, new city. I want to give my readers a dynamic new reading experience.

I recently finished a horror story, a novella I submitted for a Halloween anthology. That was fun and I’m not opposed to writing more in that genre. However, romance is my passion and I don’t want to alienate my readers. They came to me for HEAs. I love HEAs (that means ‘happily ever after’).  I take happy endings very seriously. The world is miserable enough. I want to provide happiness, even if I can only do it in book form.

I suppose this is just one of the struggles we writers encounter. It’s our jobs to come up with compelling stories, ones that resonate with as many readers as possible … even if they do contain the odd vampire. We have to carve out our own little niches in an oversaturated market. We create and we strive to create something different.

I guess that’s why they pay us the big bucks.

Oh, wait. I was thinking of my kid’s orthodontist just then.  He gets paid the big bucks.

I wonder if, when sticking braces on a teenager’s teeth, the orthodontist ever gets obsessed with the idea of creating something different.

No. That would result in a lot of complaint calls.

It must only apply to writers.

Spring Into Romance Hop!

It’s time for the Spring into Romance Hop!

Spring is here! What better time to share our favorite reads for the season? Join in and tell everyone about what new reads you’re excited about!

In order to follow along, please visit Anna at The Herd Presents at http://theherdpresents.blogspot.com/2017/04/spring-into-romance-giveaway-hop.html or you can check out the Linky at bottom.

As for me, I’ve been enjoying a paranormal romance kick lately. I tend to mix things up by genre every so often and I’ve happily been reading about sexy vampires lately. Sylvain Reynard’s William York is my latest obsession.

Who is yours?

Tell me what you are excited to read this spring for a chance to win one of my latest releases, Selkie’s Lure, Orkney Selkies 3. Comment below and one winner will be chosen at the end of the hop.

Blurb:

Amy Woods, one of TV’s famed Beast Seekers, has come to Orkney, Scotland, to hunt sirens. One of them killed her sister and she has sworn revenge. Most people think she’s crazy for believing in monsters. She knows the truth. But while patrolling one of Orkney’s cold beaches, she runs into a naked selkie man rather than a siren, and he proves to be an alluring distraction.

Edan Kirk is a selkie, one of an ancient race of seal shape shifters. When he hears of Amy’s intention to hunt sirens, tragic memories overwhelm him. He knows he must get rid of the pesky human. As much as he tries to convince her she’s on a fool’s errand, he can’t resist trying to protect her. After all, he has heard the enticing song of the sirens and he knows its deadly power.

As Amy and Edan engage in a battle of wits and wills, other emotions rush to the fore. Their connection is intense, the sort to come along only once in a lifetime. Edan recognizes her as his mate. However, another woman has set her sights on him as well, one whose powers of seduction are legendary. One whose voice has driven men to madness and devastation.

Can Amy accept Edan as her mate, making her home in the world of the supernatural? And can they save each other from a beast that cannot be destroyed?

Excerpt:

After patrolling the shore for the better part of an hour, Edan began to feel the call of his bed. He might possess more stamina than a human man but it had been a long day. Resolved to catch a couple hours of sleep before morning, he swam toward the shore. Relinquishing his pelt, letting it slide from his body, he stood up straight.

A man appeared before him.

No. A woman.

Because she wore fatigues, he was momentarily confused, but there was no mistaking her buxom figure. She was certainly doing her best to look like an army man, right down to her combat boots.

The lass smiled and aimed a camera phone at him. “Hello, sailor. Did you fall off your boat?”

Fuck. What sort of woman walked on the beach at four in the morning? “Something like that.”

Despite the obvious threat posed by her camera, he couldn’t help noticing she was a beauty. Perhaps not in the Hollywood starlet sense, but her imperfections intrigued him. She’d pulled her chestnut hair back into a tight ponytail. There was an asymmetry to her face that gave an edge to delicate features. Her nose was slightly crooked near the tip and one eyebrow arched higher than the other. Her generous mouth was compressed but it looked capable of wide smiles.

And her scent. It hit him hard and made him see stars, like that time his younger brother Calan lobbed a dictionary at his head. She smelled like strawberries, juicy and ripe from the bush. Interesting, considering she was dressed like Rambo.

His gut turned, as if skewered on a rotisserie. As his innards roiled, he couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to wind her ponytail around his fingers, draw her close and…

“Well?” Her eyebrow quirked even higher.

How much had she seen?

He stepped toward her but when she snapped several photos in quick succession, he stopped moving. “It’s not polite to take photos of a man in his birthday suit.”

“Yes, but you’re not quite a man, are you?”

She’d seen everything, then. He’d simply have to persuade her not to trust her senses. He’d talked himself out of worse scrapes. Edan waved his hand in the direction of his crotch. “I’m all man, lass, as you can see.”

She indulged in a quick glance. Her eyes widened in clear wonder, as if she’d never seen anything quite like him before. “Something more, then.” She nodded toward his pelt. “I’ll take that, please.”

“I don’t think so.” He hedged his bets he could convince her to give up whatever mischief she’d planned. How had he missed her on the beach? Too distracted by the thought of Breena, perhaps. “You’ve seen enough to understand I’m a selkie. If you know that, you know I need this pelt. If you’re looking for a lover, you need to be wily and steal the skin. I won’t just hand it over, unless of course you can prove to me you’d be worth a tussle.”

“I’m not looking for a lover and I don’t want to tussle with you.”

“I’d say that was a shame, you know, if you didn’t look as if you were out to blackmail me.”

Two men, also dressed in camouflage, emerged from behind a sand dune. One of them looked as if his sole hobby was frequenting the gym. Although the other man was smaller in stature, he presented more of a threat and it had everything to do with his professional-looking video camera.

“I’d give her the pelt if I were you,” the bigger man said.

“Who the hell are you people?” Edan demanded as he slowly handed the skin over to the woman.

She took it but didn’t lower her phone. “We’re the Beast Seekers. You’re our first selkie. Smile for the cameras.”

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Predator’s Salvation release day!

It’s here! I’m excited to announce it’s release day for Predator’s Salvation, the last installment of my Gemini Island Shifters series.

For those still unfamiliar with the series, it has eight books and although I’ve tried my best to write them as stand alone romances, as you get further in the series you will want to read them in order to avoid major spoilers.

I’ve had some great responses to this series and my readers tell me they are sad to see it end. I’m so thrilled it has touched so many hearts. I think I’ve provided a satisfying conclusion and I hope you love Connor and Elaine’s story.

Blurb:

The shape shifters from Gemini Island’s Ursa Resort have been through hell. In the battle with their enemy the Alpha Brethren, they suffered losses and are still dealing with the emotional aftermath. No one in this heroic group has emerged unscathed.

When mountain lion shifter Connor Church lost his best friend, he made a vow to protect his widow and small children. Of everyone on Gemini Island, he knows best how badly the young family has suffered.

Unfortunately, Elaine Gleason hasn’t made it easy for Connor. Drowning in grief, she moved her family far away. When a medical emergency forces them to return, she is confronted by unexpected feelings for Connor, a man who has always been one of her closest friends. Her emotions send her into a tailspin when it becomes clear Connor feels the same way. They fight the attraction, tortured by their loyalty to Elaine’s dead mate.

When a remorseless organ trafficker develops an obsession for Elaine, Connor’s
protective instincts emerge and he realizes his feelings run much deeper than friendship. The friends at the Ursa must do battle once more. But even if they win, can Elaine ever move past her grief and start a new life with Connor?

Buy links  :

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Sanctuary Cove. Kate James.


On Tour with Prism Book Tours.

Sanctuary Cove
by Kate James
Adult Contemporary Romance
Paperback & ebook, 384 pages
March 1st 2017 by Harlequin Heartwarming

Can his safe haven be enough for her?

Emma Meadows never imagined that sticking to her principles against an act of corruption by a New York senator would cost her her job as VP of communications. Heartbroken, she retreats to her cottage in the Adirondacks to lick her wounds and, in the process, rescues an injured dog that only Josh Whitmore can save.

The veterinarian works diligently to bring dog and woman back to full fighting form, until allegations against the senator become more serious. Seeing Emma’s reaction to the increasing pressure, Josh realizes that inevitably she’ll find a way back to the top…and he’ll likely lose her for good.

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About the Author

Kate spent much of her childhood abroad before attending university in Canada. She built a successful business career, but her passion has always been literature. As a result, Kate turned her energy to her love of the written word. Kate’s goal is to entertain her readers with engaging stories featuring strong, likable characters. Kate has been honored with numerous awards for her writing. She and her husband, Ken, enjoy traveling and the outdoors, with their beloved Labrador Retrievers, Harley and Logan.

Kate would love to hear from you! You can connect with her by email, through her website, her Facebook pageTwitter, or mail at PO Box 446, Schomberg, ON, L0G 1T0, Canada.

 
  

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Avoiding my manuscript.

Yes, it’s true. I am avoiding my manuscript.

It began innocently enough. Life has been busy lately. In fact, since Christmas, there’s been a lot going on at my house. I’ve always been the sort of writer who takes pride in writing through the rough moments, the frantic moments. However, eventually life forces you to slow down. Breaks are sometimes unavoidable and, I would argue, necessary.

The problem with breaks is it can be hard to find one’s mojo afterward. Over the holidays, I gave myself permission to slack off a bit. I’ve been doing a lot of extra hours at my day job anyway. It’s not as if I wasn’t working. I just wasn’t writing much.

When I finally began this book, the second in my Handymen series, I suspected something was wrong with the plot. I started it over several times. I changed up the main characters, the whole nine yards. However, it still felt wrong.

And so I’ve been avoiding it.

I chose to call it “giving myself some time away.” Perspective is good, right? Hindsight is 20/20 and all that crap.

However, when I returned to it, the problems were still there and now I’m forced to deal with them.

I took the opportunity to make this time away more constructive. I sent my first few chapters to my good buddy Selena Robins. Have you met her? She’s awesome.

“Tell me what you think of these chapters, please, Selena. I think they might be bullshit.” (Okay, I may have phrased it more diplomatically but we all know this is what I was thinking.)

Guess what? Selena, the wonderful, talented woman, confirmed my suspicions. She let me know I was onto a good thing but that my problem was structure. Too much back story at the beginning of the book. Damn, I knew that but for some reason didn’t trust my instincts. Which leads me to another point: writers, be honest with yourselves and trust your instincts.

So I can’t really avoid this book anymore. I know exactly what I need to do and now I need to do it.

*Rosanna clicks on document and pauses*

Of course, I did notice some dust bunnies on the staircase. I should probably sweep them up.

I’ll write this book. I promise.

Maybe tomorrow.