I have met with a great deal of success since the publication of my first novel, The Desolate Garden nine months ago, and for that I’m obviously grateful. However, I have one disagreement with all that has been said about me and my style of writing. The story has been favourably compared to several classic British spy murder mysteries by reviewers and I have been acclaimed, by Waterstones, as the new Graham Greene. High flattery indeed. Don’t get me wrong I’m far from complaining, as without those wonderful reviews I wouldn’t be where I am now nor would my book. Like The 39 Steps, The Constant Gardener and The Third Man, The Desolate Garden is to become a film, with this process starting next year, but I didn’t write to seek those comparisons. I am me, Danny Kemp, and no-one else. I honestly believe that I deal with a subject, very close to my heart, far better than any that I have been linked to, that of love. Love to me is the very essence of life, and I would suggest death. Without love of oneself, an insult could pass you by, unheeded. Without love from, or of, another, how could you be hurt? What havoc has the love of money, and fame, wrought upon others? Is it the love of power, or greed, that has brought so much destruction and death to this world? I do not do happy endings to stories, mine, I hope, reflect life. Love can be, and often is, a tainted passion, that I ‘love’ to explore, and there I hope lies my difference. If you would like to read my work, all its availability is on my webpage. You can also order signed books, and have them delivered worldwide from this site. http://www-thedesolategarden-com.co.uk/ A recent review of the story. “The Desolate Garden is especially for readers who like a story, largely rendered through dialog because it was the dialog that pulled the work off the page and onto a movie set. This political thriller resonates with charm, deft touches of satire, and romantic entanglement and where the promise of rampant sex is a turn of the page away.” Then another review on the two central characters. “As the story unfolds, the relationship between the two, both sexually and intellectually, ricochets back and forth like a train driven by a teenager, stuck in first gear. Lord Harry knows more than he is willing to reveal, and Judith Meadows knows more about his family than Lord Harry does.”