Sunday, January 10, 2021

Welcome to This Week's Word!

Hi all, welcome again to Keta's Keep or . . . if you’re a first-time visitor, we’re thrilled you stopped by. I usually post a word that you might be unfamiliar with. I call it “This Week’s Word". As a writer and a reader, I’m very fond of words (makes sense, huh?). I especially love words that relate to terrain, landscape, and geography. I come across words, especially in those old western romance stories, and don’t always know what kind of terrain the author is referring to.

Not long ago, I came across the word below. I hope you learn something new by its meaning! Knowledge is power as they say.

This Weeks Word


A term used in the Southwestern United States, Spain, Mexico, and other Spanish-speaking regions for a rough and barren landscape that consists of relict and largely uneroded lava fields exhibiting recognizable lava flows, volcanic cones, and other volcanic landforms. This type of volcanic landscape is extremely rough and difficult to traverse. It is characteristic of an arid environment because in more humid climates, lava fields are quickly destroyed by weathering and erosion.

The word 'malpaís' in Spanish translates to "badland," and this describes the area as being extremely rough and difficult to traverse and unusable for crops. Although a malpaís is often another word for the badlands that form by erosion of sedimentary rocks in the same environment, a malpaís is often associated with such types of lava plain terrain as found in a volcanic field.

How to use Malpais in a sentence:

The approach was loose dirt and malpais, which ran off down the gulch in small avalanches under our feet.

Notify Buck Weaver, so he can head them off if they try to cross the Malpais.

This Week’s Book is TRUTH OR DAIRE, a contemporary billionaire romance I wrote not too long ago. Details are below:

Steamy! Sexy! Swoonworthy!


About the book:

When the unthinkable happens and Cagney Kissler discovers her boyfriend, Daire Bembry, is a lying, two-timing cheater, she tosses him out on his a** and heads to Florida to mend her fractured heart.

The Villa Bay Resort is everything her best friend, Lily, told her it would be, and more. But the trendy, popular bar at the resort, known as Sleazy Swallows, is a little more than Cagney can stomach.

On her way out the door, she meets someone who shares her reservations about public sexual-indulgence. Evan might be just what she’s looking for, and even if he isn’t, she’ll show her ex the true meaning of Truth or Daire.

Stand-alone erotic romance. Happy Ending


Thanks so much for stopping by! Hope you enjoyed This Week's Word. See you next month!

Friday, December 11, 2020

Merry Chirstmas & Welcome to This Week's Word!

Merry Christmas all,

It's been a tough year for everyone, but a vaccine will soon be here! Woohoo! Here's wishing the very best to everyone in the new year!

~ W.s ~





Noun NAY-bahb ]

A person of great wealth or importance.

Nabob gained its extended sense of a prominent person in the late 18th century, when it was applied sarcastically to British officials of the East India Company returning home after amassing great wealth in Asia. The word was perhaps most famously used by Vice President Spiro Agnew, in a 1970 speech written by William Safire, when he referred to critical members of the news media as "nattering nabobs of negativism."

Nabob is worth nine points in Scrabble.


Using Nabob in a sentence

When the nabob walked into the meeting, everyone stood to show respect to him.

I have a western romance for you today with a little Christmas theme and a HEA! This sweet novella was written in my pen name, Cait Braxton.

About Catherine’s Cowboy:

On the run from her vicious Kiowa husband, Catherine seeks shelter from a raging dust storm when labor begins. Fate steps in when retired tracker Elam also seeks refuge from the elements and stumbles upon the same ramshackle dwelling.

Elam helps Catherine deliver her child and a strong bond develops between them. But outside, biding his time until the squall passes, someone evil longs to claim both their lives and take what is rightfully his…the child.

I'm going north where the grey wolf country is.
The wolves might eat or kill me.
I may not come back
Brother, if I don't come back, you will cry for me.


“First, I loved the cover of this novella. I really enjoyed reading it as well. It is well written and both sweet and suspenseful. Catherine and Elam have both suffered loss and have the chance at happiness with each other.” – Carol, Goodreads Addict

“Cait Braxton did an amazing job! A white girl, taken by the Kiowa years before, escapes the brutality of her powerful husband while ready to give birth. A tale filled with fear, bravery and honor, the feeling of hope for the future still shines through!” Dianne B. Tome Tender


FREE on KU or .99 Cents!

Thanks so much for stopping by. Don't forget to leave a review if you enjoyed Catherine's Cowboy. 

Gracias, Keta

Monday, November 23, 2020

Guest Author - Sadira Stone - Christmas Story

Please welcome Author Sadira Stone!


Author Bio: 

Ever since her first kiss, Sadira’s been spinning steamy tales in her head. After leaving her teaching career in Germany, she finally tried her hand at writing one. Now she’s a happy citizen of Romancelandia, penning contemporary romance from her new home in Washington State, U.S.A. When not writing, which is seldom, she explores the Pacific Northwest with her charming husband, enjoys the local music scene, plays darts (pretty well), plays guitar (badly), and gobbles all the books. Visit Sadira at

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Tell us about what you write (short stories, novellas, novels, non-fiction)?


I write steamy contemporary romance set in the U.S. Pacific Northwest. My Book Nirvana series centers around a quirky bookshop in Eugene, Oregon. Gelato Surprise is a steamy older woman/younger man beach romance novella. The Bangers Tavern Romance series is set in a neighborhood tavern in Tacoma, Washington, where I live—the town, not the tavern! Each story features a holiday celebration in Bangers Tavern: Christmas, St. Patrick’s Day, Cinco de Mayo, 4th of July, Halloween, etc. During this sad time when so many bars, restaurants, and other businesses are shut down, Bangers Tavern gives me the chance to virtually share the fun, camaraderie, and bar food I miss so much. And each volume includes tasty cocktail recipes I’ve personally tested and tweaked—a tough job, but I do it for my readers (wink).


Under my own name, I write cozy mysteries and creepy short stories—think The Twilight Zone—but so far only one creepy short has been published. I’ll get to the rest of them eventually, but right now I’m having too much fun writing romance!

Book Spotlight: Christmas Rekindled


Tagline: When two Scrooges unite to save a bar in trouble, a kiss under the mistletoe sparks the sexiest Christmas miracle ever.

Back Cover Blurb:

Bartender River Lundqvist has a damn good reason for hating Christmas. Bangers Tavern is the perfect place to lay low over the holidays—until Charlie walks in. His first encounter with the saucy server nine years ago was utter humiliation. Her reappearance stirs up powerful desires and hopes for a new start. But the timing is all wrong. 

Back in Tacoma to care for her estranged dad over the holidays, freelance web designer Charlie Khoury braces herself for the suckiest Christmas ever. A temporary job at Bangers Tavern gives her a chance to escape Dad’s criticism and blow off some steam. But why does the hunky bartender seem to hate her?     

A pretend girlfriend is just what River needs to keep his family off his back—until a kiss under the mistletoe flares hot enough to melt the North Pole. When greedy developers threaten Bangers Tavern, River and Charlie must team up to save it. Their sizzling chemistry feels like the real thing—but everyone knows rebound relationships don’t last. 

Come to Bangers Tavern for an enemies-to-lovers tale of reconciliation, found family, holiday cocktails, and the sexiest Christmas miracle ever.


 Dawn nudged the bartender. “Kiara, say hi to Charlie. She’s gonna step in for Carla.”

Kiara flashed a bright smile. “Howdy, Charlie. Is it Charlene?”

“Charlotte.” She popped a tot into her mouth. Just as crispy as she remembered. “I’d shake your hand, but—” She waved her greasy fingers. “You all alone back there?”

The bartender rolled her eyes. “River’s late. Again. If he weren’t so charming, Dawn woulda canned his ass long ago.” 

“Oho, charming, am I?” A deep baritone voice at her elbow spun Charlie around, but the guy had already slid behind the bar. Tall. Blond. Broad shoulders beneath a crisp black shirt. Lean but muscular, more like a dancer than a football player. His hair flopped into his eyes as he bent to scrub his hands. His short golden beard framed plush lips. Mismatched earrings: a small oval onyx on the left, a silver anchor on the right. Thick brown lashes.

Blue eyes, I’ll bet. Breath held, Charlie waited. 

Greenish hazel with flecks of amber. His gaze flicked up and held hers for a moment that seemed to stretch on and on. Then those bright eyes scanned her from top to bottom. One eyebrow flicked up as his lips spread in a devilish smile. “Hello, new girl.”

Happy little fireflies danced in her stomach. Words stuck in her throat.

“Not so new.” Dawn smacked a stack of papers onto the bar. 

Totally focused on pretty boy’s dazzling smile, Charlie hadn’t seen her old/new boss approach. She took the pen Dawn proffered, cleared her throat, and began scribbling her contact information. 

“Charlie used to work here, about—what was it, hon’?”

“I, uh—started in ‘09, I think. And I left in ‘14.”

In an instant, River’s expression shuttered—brows lowered, eyes narrowed, lips clamped in a tight, straight line. He picked up a bar towel, flung it over his shoulder, and silently turned to the beer taps.

Dawn scowled and elbowed him. “Don’t be rude, River. Say hello to Charlie. She’s taking over for Carla.”

“Hello, Charlie.” His voice dripped icicles.

Kiara hip-bumped him. “Be nice, River. Who pissed in your Cheerios?”

Without further comment, he moved to the far end of the bar where a gaggle of college-age girls awaited refreshment. When River greeted them, they erupted in giggles. His high wattage smile reappeared as he muddled mint and cucumber in tall glasses, his forearm muscles flexing beneath tight sleeves.

Kiara leaned on the bar and sighed. “Real lady killer, that one. Earns more in tips than the rest of us combined.”

“I feel sorry for his girlfriend.” Charlie tilted her head toward the too-pretty jerk. 

“Oh, he doesn’t—”

“Enough gossip.” Dawn shooed Kiara away, then leaned closer. “Sorry, kiddo. River’s usually such a charmer. I’ll have a word with him.” 

“No worries, boss. I don’t need to join his fan club to work here.” She tilted her chin toward the end of the bar where River whipped out drinks with impressive speed and flair. “And I’ll give him a run for his money on those tips.”

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Thanks so much for visiting today, Sadira. We're wishing you oodles of success in all your writing endeavors!.


Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Welcome to Keta's Keep and This Week's Word!

Hello Fans and Friends,  

I like to post new words for everyone to learn. Whether you're a reader or a writer, we can all extend our knowledge by learning new words. Visuals help too. I hope you'll be able to use This Week's Word in your writing . . . or, if you're a reader, when you come across the word in a book you can say, "Hey, I know what that word means!



Verb [hoyz]

Lift, raise, especially to raise into position by or as if by means of tackle.

You'll rarely encounter hoise in any of its regular forms: hoise, hoised, or hoising. But a variant of its past participle shows up fairly frequently as part of a set expression. That variant past participle is hoist. The expression is hoist with (or by) one's own petard, which means victimized or hurt by one's own scheme. This phrase owes it popularity to Shakespeare's Hamlet."For 'tis the sport to have the engineer hoist with his own petar(d)." A petard is a medieval explosive.

Oh, and if you're playing scrabble this word is worth 7 points! How about that.

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I'd like to share with you one of most recent contemporary romance novellas - TRUTH OR DAIRE.

About the book: (for a few more days, this book is available in KDP

When the unthinkable happens and Cagney Kissler discovers her boyfriend, Daire Bembry, is a lying, two-timing cheater, she tosses him out on his a** and heads to Florida to mend her fractured heart.

The Villa Bay Resort is everything her best friend, Lily, told her it would be, and more. But the trendy, popular bar at the resort, known as Sleazy Swallows, is a little more than Cagney can stomach.

On her way out the door, she meets someone who shares her reservations about public sexual-indulgence. Evan might be just what she’s looking for, and even if he isn’t, she’ll show her ex the true meaning of Truth or Daire.

Stand-alone erotic romance. Happy Ending


Thanks so much for visiting today. Check my post out again next month for another 'This Week's Word". Remember, knowledge is power!

In the meantime, stay safe and most of all, healthy!

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Tuesday, October 13, 2020

Welcome to the STEAMY BLOG HOP #MFRW

 Welcome to the #MFRW Steam Blog Hop

Be Sure to check out all the other authors participating in the hop. They are listed below and have some fantastic excerpts for you! 

Today's excerpt from me is from a trilogy I wrote. The first book in the series is Cardle of Dreams, the secon book, Whisper of Dreams, and the thid book is Scoundrel of Dreams. My excerpt is from the second book WHISPER OF DREAMS (an erotica/BDSM novella). 



Sarah must get her son out of New Bern, North Carolina before he succumbs to an epidemic of yellow fever. Yankees have taken over the town and there is only one man capable of smuggling them out—Captain Elijah Fortune. Even though she betrayed him once, she appeals to the champion of her childhood for help. He’s more than happy to accommodate her, but the price of risking his life is steep. And the cost has nothing to do with money.   


Sarah came to her feet and faced him. “Very well, let us get on with it then.”
He nodded toward the items at her feet. “Choose your poison, nightingale.”
Heat crept up her cheeks and she hoped her sarcasm was not lost on him. “I could not begin to know. I will allow you to choose since you seem to have experience in debauchery.”

“The quirt will do. Think on the bright side, nightingale, you might enjoy it.”

She pinned him with a lethal glare before he bent down and retrieved the riding crop from the floor. Tapping it against the palm of his hand, his eyes had glazed over with lust when they met hers again. “Take down your hair. Sarah.”

Her skin tingled, along with every nerve and cell in her body. His deep, lust-filled voice drew her like a magnet, not to mention his exquisite build sent her libido into tremors. Gone was the gangly youth she remembered. In his place, stood a man who exuded strength and mastery. And he wanted her. Without thought, her fingers fumbled with the pins in her hair. She removed them, allowing her long tresses to tumble over her collarbones and fall to her waist.

Eli’s fixed gaze and quick intake of air left her weak-kneed. “The dress, take it off.”
This can not be happening. In a fog, she walked toward him and presented him her back. “The buttons…I need assistance.”


Have a great week everyone and thank you for reading about WHISPER OF DREAMS


Monday, October 12, 2020

Please Welcome Awesome Author Daryl Devore!

Please help me welcome awesome author Daryl Devore. She's here to tell us about The Dragon Story, which I'm sure you'll love once she finishes her first fantasy book! 

From Daryl:

A long time ago, someone said the word dragon and the next thing I knew one started flying around in my head. I’d never written a fantasy. After many starts and stops and rewrites the story was finally completed. Now it is in the final stage of touch ups and hopefully will be released the end of this year or early next year.

Funny enough, today I wrote a quick flash piece for a writing group and I think I just wrote the prologue to my next fantasy romance.

From my to-be-released-later-this-year romance – The Dragon Story (working title)

Evil Queen (I won’t release her name. It’s a spoiler in the book.)

Tagline for the book: A prince. A dragon. An Ancient sorceress. And a heartbreaking secret.

Daryl chose this writing prompt I gave her so she could tell us about her book: .

The evil queen keeps a diary. Write her first entry, her 13th, and then her last.

The Queen's First Entry:

May – Year of our Lord 1015

No one knows. No one suspects. The power is orgasmic. He was a puny pathetic human. He thought I loved him. How could I? He would not even kill his king so that I could be queen. Revenge will be mine.

The Queen's Thirteenth Diary Entry

July – Year of our Lord 1015

Power is so fulfilling. To watch their eyes as they scream in fear. Joy fills my soul. I am evil. Nothing can stop me. I have killed all those who have tried. I await his attempt.

The Queen's Last Diary Entry

October – Year of our Lord 1015

Tomorrow’s entry will be the penultimate of all. I will have won. All will bow to me to or die. I will rule over everything and everyone.

Today, we fight.

Today, he DIES!

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Thanks so much for completing the writing prompt, Daryl. You did such a fantastic job completing the evil queen's diary entries.