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Hello everyone, and apologies for my silence.
I normally write my newsletter a bit more frequently but life has been so busy of late sometimes it’s hard to find the time. Having had Covid too I find myself more tired than usual but I’m coming out of it now. I lost my sense of taste and smell and you would think a person would use that opportunity to just eat leafy green vegetables and healthy lean protein. Some person might, but alas not this person. I was sure the next bite would have a taste so ….

I posted on social media recently, the most lovely picture of a monument in East Cork, around a half an hour from my house, called Kindred Spirits, and every time I see it it always moves me.

It is a sculpture of nine stainless steel feathers and was created to commemorate the donation of $170 made by the Choctaw Nation in the 1840s to relieve suffering here in this country during the Irish Potato Famine.

Imagine, these people, who were so far away and had plenty of their own troubles, sent us help. I find it truly amazing, a display of such kindness and empathy towards strangers. And then, fast forward to our time and the Irish people give generously to a charity that is trying to alleviate suffering among Native American people caused by Covid.

The organisers of the charity described it as , ‘Acts of kindness from indigenous ancestors passed, being reciprocated nearly 200 years later, through blood memory and interconnectedness.

As the leaders of the world gather in Glasgow to try to face and manage the climate crisis, stories like this, highlight the indisputable fact that we humans, no matter what colour, creed, gender or language we have, will always share more uniting elements than divisive ones.

We should all remember that. There’s money in division, in discord and aggression, less so in unity.

Meanwhile, I’m just putting the final finishing touches to Harp’s last adventure called Roaring Liberty before it goes to my wonderful copy editor, and let me tell you it’s a doorstopper of a book. I never set out to write long or short books, it’s just how it happens, and this is a long one. Hopefully it wont feel like that when it is published!

You can preorder it here for delivery in January.

Roaring Liberty

I’m also excited about a new book with a new central character, which I’m having great fun writing. I can say no more for now but I hope you like her as much as I do. I’m delighted she came to visit my head, I’m loving having her around.

This productivity will be greatly assisted by the recent construction of my new home office in the garden of our cottage. It really is a lovely space and hopefully I can write there without interruptions of the ‘Where are my football boots?’ or ‘what’s the French for chauffeur?’ or ‘the (Insert tech equipment here) is broken!’ variety.

We shall see.

I’ve had a bit of bad luck in the Christmas cake department however. I normally would make one or two Christmas cakes and around five plum puddings around now and let them be maturing between now and Christmas. We have to ‘feed’ the cake and puddings weekly, a little capful of whiskey each a week to enrich it,  and so I was preparing the entire thing, bought the multitudinous ingredient list, pulled out my gran’s recipe, and set it all in the larder in preparation of a big baking day. Well, a tiny furry friend had the same idea,

We live in the countryside in a 150 year old cottage so once the cold weather comes, little field mice love to find ways in. Well, after lots of building work, one (I’m telling myself it was one) did and he had a fine feast for himself so all the ingredients had to be replaced.

And so, we live to bake another day.

One last thing before I sign off, I have recently made all of my books available in hardback format and I must say they are really lovely. So if you’re thinking of something nice to put under the tree for yourself, or someone else, you might consider one? Your purchase will go directly to fund the replacement haul of raisins and brown sugar! I’m thinking of adding something to my website, a nice little Christmas message with perhaps a recipe or something you could download and print at home to insert into the book if giving it as a gift? Anyway, we’ll see about that.

All the hardbacks are available on Amazon for your country.

Check out my books here

Thank you to everyone who writes and asks about my parents. I am so overwhelmed by your concern and compassion, Both are doing ok, and we are hoping for a nice family Christmas together.

So from me, my folks, the family, the mouse, Scoobi and Scrappy the cute but clueless dogs, and everyone else in the cottage, I wish you all a lovely week.

Le grá agus míle buiochas,

Jean xx

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Hello everyone, and apologies for my silence.
I normally write my newsletter a bit more frequently but life has been so busy of late sometimes it’s hard to find the time. Having had Covid too I find myself more tired than usual but I’m coming out of it now. I lost my sense of taste and smell and you would think a person would use that opportunity to just eat leafy green vegetables and healthy lean protein. Some person might, but alas not this person. I was sure the next bite would have a taste so ….

I posted on social media recently, the most lovely picture of a monument in East Cork, around a half an hour from my house, called Kindred Spirits, and every time I see it it always moves me.

It is a sculpture of nine stainless steel feathers and was created to commemorate the donation of $170 made by the Choctaw Nation in the 1840s to relieve suffering here in this country during the Irish Potato Famine.

Imagine, these people, who were so far away and had plenty of their own troubles, sent us help. I find it truly amazing, a display of such kindness and empathy towards strangers. And then, fast forward to our time and the Irish people give generously to a charity that is trying to alleviate suffering among Native American people caused by Covid.

The organisers of the charity described it as , ‘Acts of kindness from indigenous ancestors passed, being reciprocated nearly 200 years later, through blood memory and interconnectedness.

As the leaders of the world gather in Glasgow to try to face and manage the climate crisis, stories like this, highlight the indisputable fact that we humans, no matter what colour, creed, gender or language we have, will always share more uniting elements than divisive ones.

We should all remember that. There’s money in division, in discord and aggression, less so in unity.

Meanwhile, I’m just putting the final finishing touches to Harp’s last adventure called Roaring Liberty before it goes to my wonderful copy editor, and let me tell you it’s a doorstopper of a book. I never set out to write long or short books, it’s just how it happens, and this is a long one. Hopefully it wont feel like that when it is published!

You can preorder it here for delivery in January.

Roaring Liberty

I’m also excited about a new book with a new central character, which I’m having great fun writing. I can say no more for now but I hope you like her as much as I do. I’m delighted she came to visit my head, I’m loving having her around.

This productivity will be greatly assisted by the recent construction of my new home office in the garden of our cottage. It really is a lovely space and hopefully I can write there without interruptions of the ‘Where are my football boots?’ or ‘what’s the French for chauffeur?’ or ‘the (Insert tech equipment here) is broken!’ variety.

We shall see.

I’ve had a bit of bad luck in the Christmas cake department however. I normally would make one or two Christmas cakes and around five plum puddings around now and let them be maturing between now and Christmas. We have to ‘feed’ the cake and puddings weekly, a little capful of whiskey each a week to enrich it,  and so I was preparing the entire thing, bought the multitudinous ingredient list, pulled out my gran’s recipe, and set it all in the larder in preparation of a big baking day. Well, a tiny furry friend had the same idea,

We live in the countryside in a 150 year old cottage so once the cold weather comes, little field mice love to find ways in. Well, after lots of building work, one (I’m telling myself it was one) did and he had a fine feast for himself so all the ingredients had to be replaced.

And so, we live to bake another day.

One last thing before I sign off, I have recently made all of my books available in hardback format and I must say they are really lovely. So if you’re thinking of something nice to put under the tree for yourself, or someone else, you might consider one? Your purchase will go directly to fund the replacement haul of raisins and brown sugar! I’m thinking of adding something to my website, a nice little Christmas message with perhaps a recipe or something you could download and print at home to insert into the book if giving it as a gift? Anyway, we’ll see about that.

All the hardbacks are available on Amazon for your country.

Check out my books here

Thank you to everyone who writes and asks about my parents. I am so overwhelmed by your concern and compassion, Both are doing ok, and we are hoping for a nice family Christmas together.

So from me, my folks, the family, the mouse, Scoobi and Scrappy the cute but clueless dogs, and everyone else in the cottage, I wish you all a lovely week.

Le grá agus míle buiochas,

Jean xx

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Drattit anyway!
Despite being extremely careful, after 18 months and double vaccinated the Covid Bug struck the cottage.

I’m so grateful for the vaccine, as I dread to think what the result of it would have been if we’d not had it. The effects are unpleasant, no doubt about it, and i did spend four or five days feeling fairly grim, but I’m on the mend now for sure. I still cant taste or smell anything which is a bit depressing. I love food, and texture without taste is a bizarre sensation. Hopefully the pointlessness of of it all will help shed a few extra covid kilos!

Meanwhile, life goes on, thankfully. I couldn’t bear to look at a screen last week but I’m back at it again now. The great news is that I expect to have Roaring Liberty for you much earlier than originally anticipated. I allowed myself plenty of time to get the edits and so on done, but the stars have aligned and it looks like the final Harp story will be with you sooner than I thought. You can preorder it here:

PREORDER ROARING LIBERTY BY CLICKING THIS LINK

This week, as well as the bug, we’ve been sad at the passing of Paddy Maloney, the Uileann Piper and mastermind behind the Chieftains. If you’ve never heard them, check them out doing all sorts of collaboration here:

Paddy Maloney and the Chieftains

As some of you may know, my husband Diarmuid is an Uileann Piper and so feels Paddy’s loss very keenly. He was a tremendous influence on most pipers in this country and beyond. Paddy was a wonderful musician who encouraged collaboration and loved all kinds of music, not just our own. Mick Jagger called him the best Uileann Piper on the planet, (Mick has yet to meet my husband ;-))

So rest easy Paddy, you have left your country and the world with something so special. You will be missed.

Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam dílis, (May he rest at God’s right hand)

Le grá agus buiochas,

Jean xx

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Drattit anyway!
Despite being extremely careful, after 18 months and double vaccinated the Covid Bug struck the cottage.

I’m so grateful for the vaccine, as I dread to think what the result of it would have been if we’d not had it. The effects are unpleasant, no doubt about it, and i did spend four or five days feeling fairly grim, but I’m on the mend now for sure. I still cant taste or smell anything which is a bit depressing. I love food, and texture without taste is a bizarre sensation. Hopefully the pointlessness of of it all will help shed a few extra covid kilos!

Meanwhile, life goes on, thankfully. I couldn’t bear to look at a screen last week but I’m back at it again now. The great news is that I expect to have Roaring Liberty for you much earlier than originally anticipated. I allowed myself plenty of time to get the edits and so on done, but the stars have aligned and it looks like the final Harp story will be with you sooner than I thought. You can preorder it here:

PREORDER ROARING LIBERTY BY CLICKING THIS LINK

This week, as well as the bug, we’ve been sad at the passing of Paddy Maloney, the Uileann Piper and mastermind behind the Chieftains. If you’ve never heard them, check them out doing all sorts of collaboration here:

Paddy Maloney and the Chieftains

As some of you may know, my husband Diarmuid is an Uileann Piper and so feels Paddy’s loss very keenly. He was a tremendous influence on most pipers in this country and beyond. Paddy was a wonderful musician who encouraged collaboration and loved all kinds of music, not just our own. Mick Jagger called him the best Uileann Piper on the planet, (Mick has yet to meet my husband ;-))

So rest easy Paddy, you have left your country and the world with something so special. You will be missed.

Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam dílis, (May he rest at God’s right hand)

Le grá agus buiochas,

Jean xx

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Today I’m thinking about Maeve Binchy
If you’ve never read her books stop reading thie right away and go and get one!

Maeve Binchy is an Irish national treasure. She passed away on the 30th of July 2012 in her beloved Dalkey, a lovely little seaside town in County Dublin. I think of her often but especially today as I read an article about her in the Irish Times. She’s quoted as saying ‘in my books ugly ducklings don’t turn into beautiful swans, but into confident ducks.’ I love that idea. And I loved her.

I read everything Maeve ever wrote. From an age when some of the themes might have been a bit mature for my young mind, Maeve taught me about life, about love, about dreams and unbeknownst to my teenage self, she taught me about writing.

There was something warm and friendly about her, something real. She wrote about real people, having real reactions and through her I came to understand that no matter who we are, where we come from, what age we are, or colour, or religion or gender, we all just want to feel connected. To love and be loved. To have autonomy over our destiny, and to do something with our lives that fills our souls (and our wallets if possible) .That’s it. The secret of life right there.

I’m reading Your One Wild and Precious Life at the moment, by another Irish woman, Dr Maureen Gaffney and I cant recommend it highly enough. It discusses the nature of ageing and she frames it in such an exciting and exhilarating way that I’m actually looking forward to the changes that each spin around the sun can bring.

We are growing and evolving all the time. We are constantly a work in progress. Becoming, as Maeve might say, ‘more confident ducks’ with each passing year. For me, the concern for what people will think of me is ever diminishing, which is a charity I can tell you.

I’ve finished the first draft of Roaring Liberty, that’s book 4 in the Queenstown Series and  and while there’s a bit of donkey work to do in fixing it up, I’m very happy with it. I feel like I might be finished with Harp, for now at least. But sometimes characters have other ideas, we’ll see. You can preorder it here: https://geni.us/RoaringLiberty

So what’s next? Well, something I’m a bit nervous about to be honest. I’ve a book half written, but it’s a bit different to what you expect from me. Five years ago I would have been terrified to even consider publishing it, but the new 50 year old me is a braver woman.

We have to change, to evolve, otherwise we’re stagnant. So onward, and it might work, and readers might like it, or they might not, but if I don’t try, then I’ll never know. I won’t say any more for now, but watch this space.

Meanwhile, have a great week, and I’ll leave you with another Maeve-ism.

‘If you don’t go to a dance, you can never be rejected. But you never get to dance either.’

Le grá agus buiochas,

Jean xx

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Today I’m thinking about Maeve Binchy
If you’ve never read her books stop reading thie right away and go and get one!

Maeve Binchy is an Irish national treasure. She passed away on the 30th of July 2012 in her beloved Dalkey, a lovely little seaside town in County Dublin. I think of her often but especially today as I read an article about her in the Irish Times. She’s quoted as saying ‘in my books ugly ducklings don’t turn into beautiful swans, but into confident ducks.’ I love that idea. And I loved her.

I read everything Maeve ever wrote. From an age when some of the themes might have been a bit mature for my young mind, Maeve taught me about life, about love, about dreams and unbeknownst to my teenage self, she taught me about writing.

There was something warm and friendly about her, something real. She wrote about real people, having real reactions and through her I came to understand that no matter who we are, where we come from, what age we are, or colour, or religion or gender, we all just want to feel connected. To love and be loved. To have autonomy over our destiny, and to do something with our lives that fills our souls (and our wallets if possible) .That’s it. The secret of life right there.

I’m reading Your One Wild and Precious Life at the moment, by another Irish woman, Dr Maureen Gaffney and I cant recommend it highly enough. It discusses the nature of ageing and she frames it in such an exciting and exhilarating way that I’m actually looking forward to the changes that each spin around the sun can bring.

We are growing and evolving all the time. We are constantly a work in progress. Becoming, as Maeve might say, ‘more confident ducks’ with each passing year. For me, the concern for what people will think of me is ever diminishing, which is a charity I can tell you.

I’ve finished the first draft of Roaring Liberty, that’s book 4 in the Queenstown Series and  and while there’s a bit of donkey work to do in fixing it up, I’m very happy with it. I feel like I might be finished with Harp, for now at least. But sometimes characters have other ideas, we’ll see. You can preorder it here: https://geni.us/RoaringLiberty

So what’s next? Well, something I’m a bit nervous about to be honest. I’ve a book half written, but it’s a bit different to what you expect from me. Five years ago I would have been terrified to even consider publishing it, but the new 50 year old me is a braver woman.

We have to change, to evolve, otherwise we’re stagnant. So onward, and it might work, and readers might like it, or they might not, but if I don’t try, then I’ll never know. I won’t say any more for now, but watch this space.

Meanwhile, have a great week, and I’ll leave you with another Maeve-ism.

‘If you don’t go to a dance, you can never be rejected. But you never get to dance either.’

Le grá agus buiochas,

Jean xx

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Hello everyone!

Two Irishmen were working in the public works department. One would dig a hole and the other would follow behind him and fill the hole in.

After a while, one amazed onlooker said: “Why do you dig a hole, only to have your partner follow behind and fill it up again?”

The hole digger wiped his brow and sighed, “Well, I suppose it probably looks odd because we’re normally a three-person team. But today the lad who plants the trees called in sick.

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How are you all? Good I hope? I was particularly tickled by that joke.

(Generally jokes give me anxiety ‘Did you ever hear the one about…? makes me want to run away muttering about having left the gas on or something..) but this one I liked, because my house is like a tradesman’s convention right now, and while a nicer, more efficient or professional collection of men you could not find, the racket they cause is not conducive to the creative process!

So, we returned to the cottage having been out of it all summer to allow the men to do their worst on the house. It’s two hundred years old, and like its owner, is probably feeling every single day of it right now. Many of the fixings were original, and so we need to proceed with great care for fear of having the whole shooting gallery come down on our heads. But it is lovely to be home, dust and drilling and banging and all.

In the midst of all the chaos, my new book The Harp and the Rose was published and it went so well I could hardly believe it. The book got to #51 in the whole of the Kindle Store, there are millions of book in the store, so that’s some achievement, (of my readers and my marketing team – not me – I hasten to add) and it sits happily at #1 in lots of sub categories so I am delighted and relieved. If you haven’t read it yet you can click the blue link above to get it. To those readers who bought, reviewed or told their friends and family about my books I thank you so much. and know your efforts are playing the wages of several fellas with hard hats and high viz jackets who are fixing our very old and slightly leaky roof.

There are lots of lovely things about being a writer, but one is when my stories become a point of connection between people. I love that. There are lots of examples of people drawn together through my books, like the man who reads to his friend on the phone each night, thousands of miles apart, or the daughter who always buys the large print version for her Mom but reads it herself first even though her eyesight is perfect so they can read the same copy, or the person who read all my cooks during their chemotherapy sessions to distract themselves during their cancer experience, or the man who got stuck in lockdown in a foreign country but had a kindle and a recommendation from a friend to read my books so he read twenty books over a few weeks, but this week was a new one.

A woman was going to meet her daughter’s boyfriend’s parents for the first time. it could potentially have been a bit awkward, after all, the only thing they have in common is their son is going out with her daughter, but she contacted me to say, they started talking about books generally and it turns out they both had read my books so it was an immediate ice breaker. Isn’t that lovely?

My children went back to school this week, and one of them began secondary school which she was so excited about you would think she was going to Disneyland not school, but it lived up to all her expectations which is a relief. She was telling me about her coding lesson, and I had her in stitches laughing at my recollections of a computer class in my school circa 1983 when we all took turns to stand behind Sister Perpetua where she sat at the one and only school computer. The poor nun knew as much about computers as I do about  astrophysics so we dutifully watched her type laboriously with one finger. The purpose of this exercise wasn’t made clear at the time or subsequently.  How things have changed!

So to the soundtrack of saws and drills but also the peace that mothers know in September when everyone is gone all day,  I’m finally getting back to finishing my fourth Queenstown book, called Roaring Liberty and I’m really enjoying it. In it, it’s the Roarin’ Twenties and at the recommendation of my friend Jack, Harp is a flapper and really living life, but of course, trouble lurks, and life is never simple. I will say no more for now but I’m working hard on it.

You can preorder it here if you want to.

PREORDER ROARING LIBERTY BY CLICKING THIS LINK

It feels like the end is in sight with the dreaded C word, at least here anyway, as things are at last beginning to open up. We might even get to see some live music before Christmas. I can’t wait.

So take care of you and yours,

Le grá agus buiochas,

Jean

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Hello everyone!
Two Irishmen were working in the public works department. One would dig a hole and the other would follow behind him and fill the hole in.

After a while, one amazed onlooker said: “Why do you dig a hole, only to have your partner follow behind and fill it up again?”

The hole digger wiped his brow and sighed, “Well, I suppose it probably looks odd because we’re normally a three-person team. But today the lad who plants the trees called in sick.

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How are you all? Good I hope? I was particularly tickled by that joke.

(Generally jokes give me anxiety ‘Did you ever hear the one about…? makes me want to run away muttering about having left the gas on or something..) but this one I liked, because my house is like a tradesman’s convention right now, and while a nicer, more efficient or professional collection of men you could not find, the racket they cause is not conducive to the creative process!

So, we returned to the cottage having been out of it all summer to allow the men to do their worst on the house. It’s two hundred years old, and like its owner, is probably feeling every single day of it right now. Many of the fixings were original, and so we need to proceed with great care for fear of having the whole shooting gallery come down on our heads. But it is lovely to be home, dust and drilling and banging and all.

In the midst of all the chaos, my new book The Harp and the Rose was published and it went so well I could hardly believe it. The book got to #51 in the whole of the Kindle Store, there are millions of book in the store, so that’s some achievement, (of my readers and my marketing team – not me – I hasten to add) and it sits happily at #1 in lots of sub categories so I am delighted and relieved. If you haven’t read it yet you can click the blue link above to get it. To those readers who bought, reviewed or told their friends and family about my books I thank you so much. and know your efforts are playing the wages of several fellas with hard hats and high viz jackets who are fixing our very old and slightly leaky roof.

There are lots of lovely things about being a writer, but one is when my stories become a point of connection between people. I love that. There are lots of examples of people drawn together through my books, like the man who reads to his friend on the phone each night, thousands of miles apart, or the daughter who always buys the large print version for her Mom but reads it herself first even though her eyesight is perfect so they can read the same copy, or the person who read all my cooks during their chemotherapy sessions to distract themselves during their cancer experience, or the man who got stuck in lockdown in a foreign country but had a kindle and a recommendation from a friend to read my books so he read twenty books over a few weeks, but this week was a new one.

A woman was going to meet her daughter’s boyfriend’s parents for the first time. it could potentially have been a bit awkward, after all, the only thing they have in common is their son is going out with her daughter, but she contacted me to say, they started talking about books generally and it turns out they both had read my books so it was an immediate ice breaker. Isn’t that lovely?

My children went back to school this week, and one of them began secondary school which she was so excited about you would think she was going to Disneyland not school, but it lived up to all her expectations which is a relief. She was telling me about her coding lesson, and I had her in stitches laughing at my recollections of a computer class in my school circa 1983 when we all took turns to stand behind Sister Perpetua where she sat at the one and only school computer. The poor nun knew as much about computers as I do about astrophysics so we dutifully watched her type laboriously with one finger. The purpose of this exercise wasn’t made clear at the time or subsequently. How things have changed!

So to the soundtrack of saws and drills but also the peace that mothers know in September when everyone is gone all day, I’m finally getting back to finishing my fourth Queenstown book, called Roaring Liberty and I’m really enjoying it. In it, it’s the Roarin’ Twenties and at the recommendation of my friend Jack, Harp is a flapper and really living life, but of course, trouble lurks, and life is never simple. I will say no more for now but I’m working hard on it.

You can preorder it here if you want to.

PREORDER ROARING LIBERTY BY CLICKING THIS LINK

It feels like the end is in sight with the dreaded C word, at least here anyway, as things are at last beginning to open up. We might even get to see some live music before Christmas. I can’t wait.

So take care of you and yours,

Le grá agus buiochas,

Jean

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The Harp and the Rose is out tomorrow!

CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD EBOOK OR ORDER PAPERBACK

Well folks I’m delighted to say that the third book in the Queenstown Series is out in the morning! The Harp and the Rose has been very well received by my advance readers, many calling it the best book in the series so far.

Here’s what some readers have had to say about it:

‘This is my favourite series of Jean Grainger’s (and I’ve read them all).’

‘This book, as have all in the series, will just sweep you away; away to an Ireland where romance, purpose, freedom and struggle are swirling along at an exhaustive pace creating the world where Ms Grainger wishes us to be.’

‘As is the case with all Jean Grainger’s books, this one has everything; romance, suspense, Intrigue as well as a bit of sadness but these things are all part of life. She makes us actually feel the danger and other emotions that the people of Ireland must have felt when going through those times. This is a wonderful book and you will not regret reading it.’

‘Bobby Womack said, “Leave them wanting more. . .” Jean Grainger has definitely done that with her Queenstown Series! My first response after finishing the book was, “Please tell me there’s a book four!”

If you have not read this series I would recommend starting with the first one Last Port of Call but this one can be read as a a standalone novel too.

Thank you all most sincerely for your support and encouragement, I love what I do and you’re the reason I can do it.  To hear me talking about the book and what to expect check out this video. (I’m not a natural camerawoman or performer but I did my best!)

Me rabbiting on about my book!

Have a great week, and thank you again for your support, it means so much,

Le grá agus buiochas,

Jean x

BUY THE HARP AND THE ROSE HERE

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The Harp and the Rose is out tomorrow!

CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD EBOOK OR ORDER PAPERBACK

Well folks I’m delighted to say that the third book in the Queenstown Series is out in the morning! The Harp and the Rose has been very well received by my advance readers, many calling it the best book in the series so far.

Here’s what some readers have had to say about it:

‘This is my favourite series of Jean Grainger’s (and I’ve read them all).’

‘This book, as have all in the series, will just sweep you away; away to an Ireland where romance, purpose, freedom and struggle are swirling along at an exhaustive pace creating the world where Ms Grainger wishes us to be.’

‘As is the case with all Jean Grainger’s books, this one has everything; romance, suspense, Intrigue as well as a bit of sadness but these things are all part of life. She makes us actually feel the danger and other emotions that the people of Ireland must have felt when going through those times. This is a wonderful book and you will not regret reading it.’

‘Bobby Womack said, “Leave them wanting more. . .” Jean Grainger has definitely done that with her Queenstown Series! My first response after finishing the book was, “Please tell me there’s a book four!”

If you have not read this series I would recommend starting with the first one Last Port of Call but this one can be read as a a standalone novel too.

Thank you all most sincerely for your support and encouragement, I love what I do and you’re the reason I can do it.  To hear me talking about the book and what to expect check out this video. (I’m not a natural camerawoman or performer but I did my best!)

Me rabbiting on about my book!

Have a great week, and thank you again for your support, it means so much,

Le grá agus buiochas,

Jean x

BUY THE HARP AND THE ROSE HERE

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