Fate, however, has different ideas.
When Rob fails to arrive at his leaving do, his former boss/new PI business partner Gray Fisher can't understand why nobody else is worried Rob is MIA, never mind that Gray is pointlessly missing out on a night in with Will.
As the reasons behind the night's events unfold, Gray's past recklessness threatens to catch up with him, putting those he holds close in danger and forcing both Rob and Gray to forge reluctant alliances.
OK, so, maybe she was a bit harsh with Sean when all he did was ask if she and Aileen wanted a double hotel room. And of course she feels bad for biting Finn's head off when he was only having a wee joke.
Between her grandson's unconventional baptism and the decades-long feud between her sons, even with Aileen at her side it's not as easy a decision as they seem to think. Or maybe it is. Saorla doesn't know anymore, and until she's sure...
A night of celebration affords the perfect opportunity for an unlikely band of criminals to make their move, but as details emerge, it soon becomes clear the crime is far more sophisticated than the police first thought.
And that's only the beginning.
A Timelime of the stories in the series...
I'll add details of which characters are the focus of each episode at some point.
Where it all beganI began writing the series back in 2007, with the first novel, Hiding Behind The Couch, from which the series title derived.
At that point I must confess that it was not my intention to write a series. Indeed, I only set out to demonstrate for my own benefit that I had more than one novel in me. However, the following year, I decided to write No Time Like The Present - book two. Then I left it alone again.
In 2012, a reviewer's remark (addendum: how terse that sounds, although back then she was a 'mere' reviewer - she's now my editor and best bud, but anyway, I digress, which goes some way towards explaining why the series is, as of May 2017, at 1,736,390 words) that they hoped I would turn this into a trilogy led me to reconsider, and thus The Harder They Fall was born. At 140,000 words, it was quite a bit longer than the previous two books, for in writing it, I had realised I had a set of characters that were richly developed with distinct personalities.
Much more than a trilogy...
I reached the end of the first edit/rewrite of The Harder They Fall in December 2012, and I was thoroughly miserable. It took me a while to realise why, but it was due to one reason only. The word 'trilogy' meant I was done, finished with the characters whose lives I had created, narrated, given form and voice to.
Or I should have been done; but I wasn't.
See, my readers (who could be far greater in number, but, you know, quality matters) have often remarked that these characters are like friends - people they know and love - which means that reading books two and three became less to do with following a series and more about catching up with friends they hadn't seen in a while.
And the problem (or, in fact, benefit) is that I was experiencing them that way, too.
In psychological terms, it's something like the concept of source monitoring error - where we recall information in a different form to that which it was originally presented.
For instance, you hear a radio report of a motorway pile-up as it's happening and the memory is embellished by images so that when asked later, you'd swear you saw it on TV. Likewise, I wrote the first two books and had a four-year break. When I came back to them, I recalled 'The Circle' not as characters, but as people I had been in contact with a while ago.
And probably a little bit bonkers!
A series is born
In a staggered process over Christmas of 2012, all of my family came down with the norovirus. I wrote through it. Yeeeeaahh! I'm a literary soldier, spurning vomit and stomach cramps for festive festoons of metaphorical magic! The outcome was First Christmas - a short story which narratively follows on from The Harder They Fall (book three). I thought maybe, just maybe, I could leave it at that. Closure.
January 2013: I thought perhaps the way forwards was backwards, so I wrote another short story, but this time telling of 'The Circle' as little people, back in their primary school days. The result is Beginnings.
Done now? Erm...perhaps not.
In The Stars marks the point at which I gave up fighting this thing. I love writing about these characters and the fictional reality they inhabit. It's fun. It makes me happy and a few other people seem to like it, too, so I gave up giving up. Thus, in 2014 there were two books (In The Stars Part I and Part II), separated by a short story interlude entitled Breaking Waves.
A Midnight Clear and Red Hot Christmas were two further festive short stories (one young adult, one very adult!) released for Christmas 2014...
July 2014: A Midnight Clear and Red Hot Christmas inspired two separate, interwoven storylines. I think, probably, that the Christmas stories, and the resultant Season Six (observe the shift from book to season - I wrote long again), which is called Two by Two (and is in six manageable episodes), is probably the perfect starting point for new readers.
2014 marched on... And so did Hiding Behind The Couch!
Crying in the Rain - Kris and Ade's story - followed by Ruminations - a second prequel telling of how Josh and Sean met at university.
A bit of a dip
2015 turned out to be a much quieter year in HBTC land. After writing Hiding Out - a crossover with Checking Him Out - and Breakfast at Cordelia's Aquarium (proof positive I am quite, quite mad), I began writing Reunions (season seven) but I was mostly busy with collaborating on Seeds of Tyrone...followed by the birth of grandson #1 (12 weeks early)...into 2016 and another major health scare for Nige. I must confess, Chain of Secrets was a bit of escapism for me, and for a few months after, writing was too hard. My dad also passed away, then my father-in-law. It was a rough old year.
2016 wasn't entirely unproductive on the writing front, though. I finally finished Those Jeffries Boys - a story for my fab mate Andrea (see previous mention of reviewer-editor-best bud). Then there was The WAG and The Scoundrel - the first in a wee spin-off series starring Gray Fisher. I also restarted work on Reunions during NaNoWriMo (November). Grandson #2 arrived late December, rounding off the year on a happy note!
Back in the groove?
2017 brought the release - finally - of Reunions as well as To Be Sure, which kind of wrote itself. I love it when that happens, when I'm tuned in to the world of HBTC and the words just flow. I also started work on Alumni (Season Eight) and Tabula Rasa (Gray Fisher #2), and wrote what turned out to be well over half of Goth of Christmas Past (Krissi and Jay's story)
Here and now
2018... Goth of Christmas Past is somewhere between editing and proofreading and will definitely be out in the last quarter of the year. I'm also managing to get bits and pieces done on Alumni, and Tabula Rasa is -this close- to finished, but the ending is proving rather tricky! It's April now, and I'm optimistic I'll nail it before June. May Addendum: Tabula Rasa is done and pre-publication! Phew!
I have to write. I'd love for you to have a read of what I write, but whether you do or your don't I have to write. And let's face it, it's cheaper than a holiday!
If you'd like to start reading from the middle of the series, then below you will find links to brief outlines of the plots and key events in the first three seasons. These will spoil the story, although they are only the key events, so there will be other stuff not mentioned here, so all is not lost if you later went back and read the real thing.
I'm doing this so as not to put off those of you who are thinking you like the sound of one or all of the later books, but don't want to wade through the earlier novels first.
In other words, I'm sacrificing Hiding Behind The Couch (book one) for the greater good. It will be available for free on here for the forseeable future - you can buy it as an ebook or paperback elsewhere if you'd like to financially support this poor author, but I care more about being read than being rich.