Author Archives: Daniel Kemp

About Daniel Kemp

Daniel Kemp’s introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself! On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic accident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden. Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for five years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company. All seven of his novels are now published by Creativia with the seventh—The Widow’s Son, completing a three book series alongside: What Happened In Vienna, Jack? and Once I Was A Soldier. Under the Creativia publishing banner, The Desolate Garden went on to become a bestselling novel in World and Russian Literature in 2017. The following year, in May 2018, his book What Happened In Vienna, Jack? was a number one bestseller on four separate Amazon sites: America, UK, Canada, and Australia.  Although it's true to say that he mainly concentrates on what he knows most about; murders laced by the mystery involving spies, his diverse experience of life shows in the short stories he writes, namely: Why? A Complicated Love, and the intriguing story titled The Story That Had No Beginning. He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising that first novel of his. He continues to write novels, poetry and the occasional quote; this one is taken from the beginning of Once I Was A Soldier There is no morality to be found in evil. But to recognise that which is truly evil one must forget the rules of morality.

A Life

In the silence of the dreams is where my devil lives And in no memories in my mind do I find room to forgive The demands that were made before a conscience was born Leaving lives that were buried and … Continue reading

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#Openbookbloghop – The Writing Process

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What is the most difficult part of your artistic process? This is an intriguing question which I can only answer if I first break down what I think my own writing process is. I have…

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Part Two Of Part Two

No parts of any parts can be reproduced without the author’s permission. Please refer here for Part One of Part One– And Please refer here for Part Two of Part One–   The Tragic Story Of The Deva … Continue reading

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She was on her own, at least for me that is how I saw her. In the midst of that company, who swirled around like moths to a light, full of show and puerile trite. My mind was pure, sacred … Continue reading

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Two Old-Fashion Poems Of Love

A heart that was broken then laid to rest Will slowly rot before it reaches its time for death. Sailing high from its sorrow it must rise above, And search for the happiness it once found in love. © 2019, … Continue reading

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A Painting

Words have no owners. Silently they float disguised as thoughts waiting for a home, then if they find a receptive mind they grow, becoming a painting of so many colours that once put together correctly they become a masterpiece that … Continue reading

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Don’t Go Outside

There are ghosts fast come approaching I saw them ducking through the dark. Their eyes were hollow, still, and frightening. The look on their face was grey and stark. I heard a voice croaking and wheezing As blood dripped from … Continue reading

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It Can’t be August

Originally posted on Old Things R New:
On the Porch Onisha Ellis Can you believe it is Thursday already? This week is flying. Over the weekend I went down the rabbit hole of ancestry research. Sunday night, and its…

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Twelve Keys

Long hues of shadows in areas that shade Life comes from the darkness where anger is made There’s a commitment to death as a way to end time But then time is perpetual where love is no crime. Don’t read … Continue reading

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The Sellers Of Guns

From the earnest, solemn delivery of promises to come To the whispering slap of the bullet not seen from the gun There are records strewn everywhere of what could have been changed, To prevent the easily persuaded from becoming madmen … Continue reading

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