This is gonna be one of those blogs where you get to delve into my psyche a little. Be afraid. Be very afraid...
Now I'm not an overly superstitious person but, and this is probably an occupational hazard; I am a tad of a romantic when it comes to certain things. And one of the things I live my life by the most is that everything happens for a reason. For me they're like little markers in time that tell me I'm where I'm sposed to be - you know? It's helped me understand why good things come along when you least expect them and it's got me through some rough times too. I think we women have a tendency to blame ourselves for a lot, n'est pas? And if you've visited here then you know I'm also a great believer and eternally grateful for a little thing called fairy dust. (am also coming round to the theory of six degrees of seperation but we'll get to that in a minute)
But fate and destiny? Welllll I've always kinda thought that was something we had choices in along the way. HOWEVER. After this recent trip to Dublin I'm beginning to wonder about that...
The dictionary says that fate is - wait for it - the universal principle or ultimate agency by which the order of things is presumably prescribed; the decreed cause of events, that which is inevitably predetermined; destiny.
Soooo now we have that clear. Lemme tell you what happened in Dublin to freak me out a little and then make me shake my head and then laugh and then smile at random moments on the way home. And since we've already mentioned the fairy dust YES it IS linked to my January Modern Heat/March Sexy Sensation His Mistress: His Terms - the book that NEVER CEASES to AMAZE ME.
Remember now this was the three week miracle. The book that wanted written no matter how little sleep it cost me. The book that had little magic touches come outta nowhere!Like Merrow O'Connell on the O'Connell Street bridge (which led to an important plot point later on...) NOT PLANNED but there. And trust me when I tell you little coincidences like that are what we writer's love the mostest!!! Mind you it's also one of the most difficult things to quantify when you're attempting to TEACH writing. Cos they just can't be taught when you don't know how they got there in the first place...
So, after the interview on the Dave Fanning Show (fantabulous fun btw so BIG THANKS to Dave and Jack and the team!!!) Abby and I chatted til the wee small hours (WITH chocolate!!!) and the following day we took a wandery woos around Dublin - still chatting. And PLOTTING. (Cos the Italian's story needed some research) And then it occurred to me we were crossing the O'Connell Street bridge, just like Merrow had in the book on her way to meet Alex Fitzgerald outside my imaginary hotel on Ashton Quay over-looking the River Liffey. So the camera came out to take some pics while we chatted. And in my mind I'd always had the hotel as a couple doors down from the end of the bridge (lovely thing artistic licence) so outta curiosity I had a look to see what was REALLY there. At this point I will admit I stopped on the bridge, my jaw dropped and I said something along the lines of NO WAY. Only with a tad more colour ;)
So not only did Merrow O'Connell walk over the O'Connell Street Bridge... she met Alexander Fitzgerald outside a fictional place that in real life is called... FITZGERALD'S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So do we put it down to the fairy dust, say its just a spooky coincidence, think maybe I saw it before and forgot (though it might be worth mentioning I got the location from a Google map), suggest I might have a little psychic ability (my mother said that when I told her - I doubt it personally cos otherwise I'd be much better with things like the lotto numbers and the location of my keys) or was I fated/destined to write this book so I had yet another sign I'm where I'm sposed to be in my life doing what I'm sposed to be doing??? You tell me... I was too busy being STUNNED - still am.
We then went on what amounted to a walking tour of the book; round past Trinity, onto Grafton Street where Alex carries Merrow all the way to Merrion Square - we talked spooky coincidences and new books and Italians and Millionaires and Dublin Fashion Week (which is the back-drop for this new book).. And THEN cos I'd managed to miss it by a week the very lovely Abby phoned the PR Company who had run it and I got to talk to a super guy who answered lots of my questions and has been REALLY helpful. So not only did I get a really fun visit to Abby's and Dublin, I also got my plot all sorted out... SCORE.
Oh yeah. And remember this pic?
Waaayyyyy back when I was writing what would become my Modern Heat book Breathless! I had a crisis with my hero casting pic. It just wasn't doing it for me. So I had a poll on this very blog and you guys all voted for Colin Farrell's pic to become the one I worked with. Hence Rory came to life. And OH MY DID HE!!!
Well when I was in the UTV studios for my interview on Valentine's Day a nice lady reporter came into the make up room and said she was off to Dublin to interview him. Nice job thought I. And I mentioned this very tale about him becoming my hero inspiration and thought about that six degrees of seperation theory...
While in Dublin this time I had a copy of the US version of Breathless! to show Abby. Titled Her Bedroom Surrender for over there my copies had arrived the day before I went and as it's the first of mine in the main Presents release schedule I took a copy with me to show Abby. And thought no more of it.
THEN I discovered a friend of a friends was going to see him THAT DAY cos she's working in the costuming department of his new film!!! OH-COME-ON I thought. What IS IT with me and the spooky coincidences thing??? So naturally I sent the copy I'd brought with me to him. With a little note to say thanks for the initial spark of inspiration ;) If nothing else he should find it amusing I thought. But the way I see it if these signs keep popping up along the way then to heck with it - I'm gonna follow them...Friend has said friend of friend will place it straight into his hands...LOL!!!
So am I the ONLY ONE these things happen to?????
Back to work today now I have all my research done and enough signs to tell me I'm where I should be in life doing what I should be doing. And while I remember the piece in the Irish Sunday Tribune is up online HERE if you want to read it. Turned out well we thought.
Oooohhhh and I'm reliably informed the super secret thingie is THIS WEEK. SO-WATCH-THIS-SPACE. I'll give you a likkle hint - anyone for three million new readers?????????