I've been asked where the ideas came from for the bad dates that Callie went on in "Hot Bubbles and Chocolate." I thought I'd spelled that out earlier, but, again for those in the back row...coming up with those chapters didn't take a lot of creativity. Just a few minutes of wandering back through the dark halls of my memory. From 2005 to 2007 I had a dating profile online. And every one of those dates that Callie went on? I went on first. I changed a few things around to protect the privacy of the guilty, but the basics are exact. The "cowboy" with the go-cup and raccoon tail was dead on except for his name. The underwear guy wasn't in my home, but was just as startling. The health department guy was creepier. And "Martin," the jerk that stuck his tongue down my throat right beside University Drive in Huntsville was word for word just that bad and then some.
They weren't all bad though. And some of the guys that you'll never know about have permanent places in my heart. One of them was a Sam, but he ended up with a different Callie and will probably always be my "one that got away." (Do we all have those?) I didn't take a lot of opportunities that now I wish I'd taken, but the timing wasn't right...and as we all know timing is everything. When the time comes for me to put my toe in the water again, when I am ready to see what kind of fish are in the sea, I hope I can be smarter. I'm sure there won't be as many horrifying dates, because I know better than to say yes to those types in the first place. I admit, I knew better the first time around, I was just like the dog that spots an open gate and runs straight through and out into the middle of the road ignoring the cars that are honking at him because he's on the scent of a rabbit. You gotta risk a few bumps and scrapes if you want to hunt with the big dogs. Next time I'm going to be willing to wait in one spot and let the game come to me. If you want something bad enough, let it catch you. It's a scary thought though to have another dating profile. The world has changed a lot in 10 years. I have too. But my needs are still the same. Someone to love who loves me back...in spite of myself. That's the short version. The longer version gets into passion and tingles and long walks on the beach at sunset. The girly giggly stuff. And the long haul stuff. Because if you know me at all, you know I'm an "all in or all out" kinda gal. Sort of like Callie. I just hope I have her luck and end up in the right arms this time. The wrong ones chafe after a while.
Quite a lot of HB&C came from real life experiences. Quite a lot more of it came from my imagination. I'll probably never admit to which. But, I will say that LaDora, the lovely lass who keeps my locks curly and purplified (purple streaks) is absolutely nothing like Earnestine. And her salon, Changes, has never even considered putting in computers next door (although they should, I think it'd do a booming business). I get my computer fixed at Bama PC in Boaz and it's never once smelled like bait. I haven't set foot in a florist in 25 years so Boone's Blooms and Booms was totally off the top of my head. Stacie's Diner in Kilpatrick has great meatloaf but you have to walk all the way across the parking lot to get to the hardware store.
In the next book in the series, Serena is going to move back to Early Grove and she and Callie are going to find themselves in the middle of another frenzy. This time, instead of looking for the internet to bring them love, the folks of Early Grove are looking towards something a little more spiritual to guide them towards their destiny. Stones and candles and herbs galore. I'm having a ball doing this research! Pinterest is going to blow up.
See y'all around town...
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