I love writing, imagining story-lines, and taking readers on a mini vacation. Some of the events in my books are based off life experiences and some are 100% imagination. I’m always quite proud of the made up stuff but sometimes I wonder if readers will call me on it and say, “Not gonna happen, too unreal.”
In my book “Kick” (a hot and delicious rugby book) I have a scene where my heroine enters a tavern and asks what types of red wine they have available. The waitress laughs and tells her they have one bottle of red. My heroine asks for a glass and it’s the nastiest wine she’s ever had.
Last week, my husband and I took a day trip to visit some small mountain communities we’ve wanted to check out for some time. We had lunch at a steakhouse and enjoyed excellent food. An hour after we left, we were in another small town nearby and saw an old western bar with about fifteen cars in the parking lot. They were kicking butt for a Wednesday afternoon.
We decided to check the place out. It was awesome and had a large wooden bar that had exactly two side by side stools available. The place was dark but had lots of character. They had some great signs on the walls and I found myself laughing as I read most of them.
My husband ordered a beer and I ask what type of red wine they had available. All talk in the bar ceased. Every eye turned my way. The bartender walked over to the cash register and grabbed one bottle of wine sitting almost behind the register, wiped the dust off and placed it in front of me.
“This is all the wine we got. You wanna glass?” he asked.
I recognized the brand, I’d passed it in the grocery store plenty of times. It costs about $3.99 a bottle. With everyone watching me, I had to wo-man up.
“Sure,” I said.
The bar tender proceeded to fill my glass to the brim.
“Um, thank you, that’s more wine than I usually get.” (sarcastic understatement)
He nods, turns his back and the guy beside my husband leans in and says, “This ain’t no fancy steakhouse.”
I drank every drop, forced myself not to vomit, and tripped as I walk out the door because I had a glass of wine at lunch and the four additional glasses (combined into one) took me over my limit.
My husband laughed the entire way home. He also said I was the sexiest woman in the joint. Even being the only woman, I took this as a compliment.
If you remember this happening in “Kick” I’m excited to announce the sequel which is about bad boy Van Stelson. So many of you hated him and I had a great time giving him a woman who can out-drink him. “Ruck” will be available November 17th as part of the Mischief Under the Mistletoe Anthology. It’s available in the collection for only a limited time at 99 cents so you want to order your copy soon.