Wednesday, 21 September 2011
The Love Of Your Life...Edinburgh Fog
One of the things I suppose writers get asked more than anything else is ‘where do you get your ideas?’ Well, we all get them from different places, but one place I know I get mine from is real life. That’s especially the case with Edinburgh Fog, which is based on something that really happened to a friend of mine.
They say you never forget the love of your life. How true. It’s also the case you may not realise they truly were the real love of your life until it’s too late. Other things get in the way; time, distance, career, family, all kinds of things. You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone…
Many years ago, a friend of mine had a wonderful, whirlwind summer romance. Imagine it…long sunshiny days, balmy evenings, the feeling that time is standing still just for the two of you. Then reality kicks in. Summer comes to an end; the gentles breezes turn a little chilly. In my friend’s case, both she and the man in the picture were both about to start new jobs, hundreds of miles apart. They made the decision to break off the relationship rather than conduct something long-distance and run the risk of it all fizzling out, being hurt at a later date. Keep the memories precious, shake hands and say goodbye. How very grown-up and mature of them!
Only it didn’t quite work out like that.
My friend soon regretted leaving this wonderful man. When I asked her what had stopped her getting back in touch with him, she didn’t really know. ‘All kinds of things, I suppose. Fear. Pride. Thinking maybe it wouldn’t be as wonderful as it had been that summer. I’d have hated it to all go wrong. I told myself it was best to let things be.’ Many months later, she heard on the grapevine that ‘he’ was very happy in a new relationship with a new woman, and that sealed it for my friend. Decision made. No looking back. Move on, and forget.
Fast forward five or six years. My friend’s in a city-centre restaurant with some work colleagues. She’s changed jobs a couple of times since ‘that summer,’ and she’s moved from city to city over the years. All of a sudden, she gets that unmistakable tingling feeling on the back of her neck that tells her someone’s looking at her. Bear in mind she’s never been to this city before she took this job, and has only lived there a matter of weeks. At the same moment, her colleague leans over and says, ‘there’s a guy right across the restaurant who keeps turning around and staring at you….’
The rest is history – that’s a ‘long, happy marriage and three kids’ kind of history. I thought it was an amazing story, one that’s stayed with me for a long time, and now, if anyone asks me that question ‘where do you get your ideas from,’ I can say, ‘well, once upon a time, I had this friend…’
You never forget the love of your life....
I do hope you enjoy Edinburgh Fog.
When Greg Morton returned to Edinburgh, it was to follow his dream of opening the smartest bar-bistro in town. Now Tellers’ is a huge success—but the truth is, deep inside, it means little without the love of his life.
Four years ago, he left Julia Brady behind in London to realize his business ambitions in his Scottish home town. By the time he’d recognized his mistake and admitted to himself he wanted her back, the grapevine told him Julia had moved on—and Greg had to face the fact that he’d been a fool.
When Julia appears out of the blue in Tellers’, he knows the only thing he should do is walk right up to her and say hello. But it looks like someone else has their sights set on her, and he’s a quick worker.
Is Julia about to disappear from Greg's life a second time - this time, for good?
'The staff heaved a collective sigh and set to preparing the place for the Friday evening crowd. Nothing eventful happened except Chrissie tripping over Ben as he knelt behind the bar to re-stack the mixers shelf and tipping half a bottle of vermouth and a bowl of stuffed olives down the back of his neck. Ben took it in good part, commenting that while he smelled like a martini, he was only stirred and not at all shaken. Leaving them to clean up as he sliced lemons and limes for the bar, Greg mused on whether the olive-incident counted as Thing Number Three, and was on the point of convincing himself that definitely, absolutely nothing else could possibly go wrong for the rest of the day, when she walked in.
Greg froze, hypnotized by the reflection shimmering in the long mirror behind the bar. It disappeared briefly, moving out of his line of vision and he stepped sideways, following the mirror along the wall, seeking her out if only to convince himself that it couldn’t possibly be her—that Julia hadn’t just walked back into his life four years after he’d walked out of hers.'
Thanks for reading! Edinburgh Fog is available from the UK Kindle Store, The US Kindle Store, and in all other formats through Muse It Up Publishing.
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Posted by Jane Richardson at 16:40