Thursday, November 10, 2011

All I want for Christmas

Beth Prince has always loved fairytales and now, aged twenty-four, she feels like she’s finally on the verge of her own happily ever after. She lives by the seaside, works in the Picturebox – a charming but rundown independent cinema – and has a boyfriend who’s so debonair and charming she can’t believe her luck! There’s just one problem – none of her boyfriends have ever told her they love her and it doesn’t look like Aiden’s going to say it any time soon. Desperate to hear ‘I love you’ for the first time Beth takes matters into her own hands – and instantly wishes she hadn’t. Just when it seems like her luck can’t get any worse, bad news arrives in the devilishly handsome shape of Matt Jones. Matt is the regional director of a multiplex cinema and he’s determined to get his hands on the Picturebox by Christmas. Can Beth keep her job, her man and her home or is her romantic-comedy life about to turn into a disaster movie?

The lovely Cally Taylor's new novel, Home for Christmas, is out today and although it's normally my policy to put off thinking about Christmas until the very last moment, I'm going to make an exception and read it as soon as possible.

All the main character, Beth, wants for Christmas is to hear the words "I love you", which got me thinking about the things I wanted for Christmas when I was growing up.

To be honest, it was mostly a puppy - but we weren't allowed one because my mum (quite rightly with hindsight) felt she'd be the one who ended up looking after it, and she already had four children to contend with. (They were hers, I hasten to add - not four random children she'd taken in especially to avoid having to buy a dog.)

Books always featured highly on my wish lists, and I definitely got plenty of those. We didn't have a TV growing up so reading was our entertainment. That and pestering our parents for a puppy.

But my best-ever present was a camera when I was fouteen. I'd put one on my list, not holding out much hope, and was over the moon to find one in my stocking. (Pretty uncomfortable, I can tell you. HO HO!)

It was an old-fangled one with a cube-flash on top. PLEASE tell me you remember them? Barely a step up from my gran's Box Brownie, but it led to a love of photography that's stayed with me.

I now have a fancy-pants, all-singing all-dancing digital SLR, but I still remember the thrill of that little plastic one - not to mention the look of glazed boredom on people's faces when I begged them to pose again, one last time ...

These days, all I want for Christmas is for everyone to be happy and a plentiful supply of food. Oh and an offer to publish my novel would be nice. Harrumph!

6 comments:

Deborah Carr (Debs) said...

I can't wait to read Cally's book.

I like your Christmas wishes. Great choices.

Cait O'Connor said...

I really hope all your Christmas wishes come true.

Suzanne Ross Jones said...

Oh oh oh - I had a camera with a cube flash thingy. Don't remember ever taking any good photos with it, though.

Looks like a great book - will add it to my Christmas wishlist.

XX

CL Taylor said...

Love your Christmas wishes - like you I always wanted a puppy but never got one :( Was considering getting one now I'm an adult but think I've got my hands full with the baby! Thanks for taking part in my virtual book launch.

Sue Blackburn said...

Oh I remember a camera with a cube flash thingy too. Now I have a fabulous digital camera except when the sun's shining and I can't see what I'm taking! Anyone else have this problem? Adore books. Remember as a child the joy of reading one of my new Christmas books in front of a blazing fire on Christmas afternoon. I really hope Santa brings you your book deal Karen. You so deserve it. xx

Anna Scott Graham said...

Oh I do remember those cameras, used a few of those ice cube flashes in my time... Wishing great tidings for you this soon-to-be holiday seasons!