Whenever I write a new story, I always have a playlist in my head.
Sometimes it's fairly extensive, otherwise it's down to two or three, but it's
always there. It may even influence the title of the story.
In this case, it did. My main song was Sam Sparro's "I Wish INever Met You".
As soon as I heard it, I knew it was perfect. There's one section in
the middle which sums up Flick's feelings towards former girlfriend Elodie.
It's been sixteen hours and
three long years
Been trying to wipe these
memories and dry these tears
I wish I never met you
That's how much I regret
you.
Elodie was Flick's first love, and her first heartbreak. Though
she's been trying to burn away the hurt feelings by dating other girls, Elodie
has always remained in Flick's mind - and so, at the start of the story, she
regrets ever getting involved with Elodie. It's been the source of too much
pain.
The second song I had in mind was Jo Dee Messina's "ByeBye". This was the song Flick played when she was driving away to college
for the first time, unaware that Elodie - who didn't see her off - was standing
on her verandah watching her leave and crying. It's about a woman leaving her
lover behind, and sums up Flick's emotions in that moment:
I ain't never looking back,
and that's a fact
And the third? Possibly a little obvious for a lesbian romance, but
it was Tatu's "All The Things She Said". For me it marked Flick and
Elodie's original coming together, the sense of wonder they felt. At the time
of the story, that wonder has gone, but will it be replaced by something more
grounded? More permanent?
We'll see...
I Wish I'd Never Met You
Tanith Davenport
Genre: Erotic romance
Publisher: Pride Publishing
Date of Publication: 23 February 2016
ISBN: 978-1-78651-377-9
Number of pages: 37
Word Count: 10184
Cover Artist: Posh Gosh
Book Description:
Flick Lindenwood, fresh from college, has returned home to the suburban haven of Green Valley, back to society…and the source of her heartbreak. Four years ago Elodie Hamilton savagely broke her heart, and Flick has no intention of letting her pretty ex get back under her skin. As far as she’s concerned, she and Elodie never happened.
But Elodie has other ideas.
Afraid to come out, Elodie chose to destroy her relationship with Flick rather than let her family know who she was. But now she wants to right the wrong she did—if she can only find the nerve, and if she can convince Flick to see past the pain she caused.
Excerpt:
The door of the
Dodge Charger slammed behind her as Flick Lindenwood walked up the driveway to
the house, dragging her wheeled suitcase after her.
It was exactly
as she remembered. Pansies and tulips bloomed in the borders of the front
garden, edging an elegantly mown lawn. In front of her stood the house, two
stories rising behind a large veranda, a curtain twitching in one of the
windows.
Before she
reached the front door, it opened to reveal her mother. Flick let the handle of
the case go and stepped forward to meet her in a hug.
“Felicity,
darling! We’ve been waiting all morning.”
“Sorry, Mom.
Traffic.”
Her mother
stepped back, smiling, and looked her up and down. Flick bore the scrutiny
patiently. She had a new haircut and outfit which had yet to receive maternal
approval.
Apparently they
did. Her mother pulled her back in for another hug. “You look lovely, darling.
Oh, it’s so good to see you. I’ve got so many things to tell you—I’ve been
organizing your graduation party, and then there’s the Saulters’ barbecue
tomorrow, and—”
“All right, all
right!” Flick broke in, laughing. “Let me get in first!”
She followed her
mother into the entrance hall, noticing that the lounge door was open on her
left. Through the doorway she could see her graduation photograph taking pride
of place on the marble mantelpiece, blocking off part of the gold-edged mirror.
“Don’t be long,”
Mrs. Lindenwood added airily as Flick made her way toward the staircase. “I
want to hear everything. Have you met any nice girls?”
About the Author:
Tanith Davenport began writing erotica at the age of 27 by way of the Romantic Novelists' Association New Writers' Scheme. Her debut novel "The Hand He Dealt" was released by Total-e-Bound in June 2011 and was shortlisted for the Joan Hessayon Award for 2012.
Tanith has had short stories published by Naughty Nights Press and House of Erotica. She loves to travel and dreams of one day taking a driving tour of the United States, preferably in a classic 1950s pink Cadillac Eldorado.
Tanith's idea of heaven is an Indian head massage with a Mojito at her side.
2 comments:
Thanks for having me on here!
Thanks for this post. The book looks brilliant!
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