I'm waxing lyrical on the Crimson Romance blog today!
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“It’s not all passionfruit and poetry anymore.” So said Xander, the hero of my new book Passionfruit & Poetry.
Are you allowed to have favourite lines out of your own books? I don’t know, but I have and that’s it!
The question is how much passionfruit and poetry do you need in your life? You know, those little extras that make you feel special and cared for, and I guess while we’re on the subject how much do you give?
There’s nothing nicer than a dozen red roses on Valentine’s Day – or is there? I was pretty stoked not long ago when I was presented with a rather bedraggled bunch of daisies tied up with a piece of gardener’s string. Top marks! Not only because I love daisies but because it had taken a whole lot longer to pick them than it would to get an assistant to order a bunch of roses — and it wasn’t even Valentine’s Day!
The surprise option works for me every time. Not the grand, sweeping , expensive, expansive gestures but those little moments like taking my hand when we cross the street or finding the book I’ve been searching for in the second hand shop.
And then there’s the food aspect – the passionfruit.
Xander closed his teeth over the meringue and bit into it. The scent of the juicy raspberries mixed with the passionfruit filled the car.
The meringue melted in his mouth and he licked his lips, grinning at the memory of the cake stands full of old-fashioned delights at Café Cinématique.
What is your passionfruit?
Chocolate, champagne and strawberries always figure high on everyone’s list but what about figs? Have you ever seen Ken Russell’s movie of D.H. Lawrence’s novel Women in Love? The scene with the fig is glorious! There’s a link on Youtube!
And what about oysters? Some people detest them but others find them totally sexy. I think it was Nancy Mitford who said the sign of a true lady was someone who was able to eat oysters wearing a pair of suede gloves – presumably ladies don’t get down and dirty! I ate a plate of pasta once in a little village outside Naples — not only was the pasta delicious, the memory of the pair of Italian eyes speaking to me will stay forever!
And then there’s the poetry. The words that make your toes curl. For me it can be a poem, or as Norma, Jeanie’s grandmother, says, “The scripts of those movies are better than poetry… pure Shakespeare.”
Here are a couple of my favourites:
W. H. Auden’s beautiful poem As I Walked Out One Evening:
I’ll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky.
Andrew Marvell’s To His Coy Mistress:
Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, Lady, were no crime
We would sit down and think which way
To walk and pass our long love’s day.
And I can’t forget Aristotle. He got it right way back when… “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”
As Norma says, “It’s love. I can recognize that in a man. Just like Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr in From Here to Eternity.” She clasped her hands over her heart and quoted, “I never knew it could be like this! Nobody ever kissed me the way you do.”
So do you have your own passionfruit or poetry moment to share?
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