Christmas is a strange time of year for many of us. Even those who don’t celebrate it can’t help but be caught up in the whirl that surrounds December 25.
My new book, Cold Feet At Christmas, tells the story of a woman who runs out on her own wedding after catching her fiance in a compromising position (with the bridesmaid!). It has the most gloriously festive cover, and events at both the beginning and end of the book take place at Christmas-time.
It might have a short shelf life, but it is so far appealing to people who like a nice dollop of Christmas escapism – people who might want to also settle down with a DVD of Elf, or It’s A Wonderful Life (though I am more of a Bad Santa girl myself!).
As a mother of three children, I love Christmas – the excitement of sneaking the presents downstairs and under the tree; the exhaustion when they wake up at the crack of dawn, convinced they’ve heard the sound of reindeer hoofs outside, the music and the food and the family.
I am one of those annoying women who have everything bought and wrapped by November, and listen to Bing Crosby in the kitchen. Don’t hate me for it!
But it wasn’t just loving Christmas that convinced me to write a book set at that time. It was the awareness that Christmas is a time of very heightened emotions – good and bad. I lost my father at that time of year, the funeral actually took place on December 21. A few years later, in Autumn, my mother passed. Two close friends also at the same time of year. As an adult, as you move through life, there are inevitable losses – and Christmas also starts to be a time of reflection on those who are not sitting around the table that year, as well as a thanksgiving for those who are.
Both the lead characters in my book have suffered losses, which is part of what makes them so interesting. And they come together at one of the most emotional times of year – when you can just as easily feel lonely and isolated as happy and festive, and, in fact, seeing everyone else appear to be carefree and joyous can actually make you feel worse!
Finding each other marks a new start for Leah and Rob – although obviously it doesn’t go smoothly! – in the same way that being a mum gives me the opportunity to truly love and celebrate Christmas, mindful of but not overwhelmed by grieving for those no longer with us.
Running out on your wedding shouldn’t be this much fun!
A remote Scottish castle on a snowy Christmas Eve. A handsome husband-to-be. A dress to die for. It should have been the happiest day of Leah Harvey’s life – but the fairytale wedding turns sour when she finds her fiancé halfway up the bridesmaid’s skirt just hours before the ceremony!
Fleeing the scene in a blizzard, Leah ends up stranded at the nearest cottage, where she collapses into the arms of its inhabitant – a man so handsome she thinks she must have died and gone to heaven!
And when Rob Cavelli suddenly finds himself with an armful of soaking wet, freezing cold, and absolutely gorgeous bride on the run, he’s more than happy to welcome her into his snowbound cottage this Christmas…
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Author Bio: Debbie Johnson lives and works in Liverpool, England, where she divides her time between writing, caring for a small tribe of children and animals, and not doing the housework.She writes romance, fantasy and crime – which is as confusing as it sounds!
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