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For some reason I had a super-hard time thinking of a blog post. The topic was easy enough (the first time I -insert whatever you did here- but I think maybe it was too open-ended for me. I finally settled on my first romantic kiss. Not my first nervous peck on the lips. Or the first time I was French-kissed at school only to be busted by my principal. But the first time I was kissed and everything was perfect. The guy. The music. The ambiance.(It didn't go exactly like this but you get the picture!)
Okay, so the ambiance was a 1978 Thunderbird with extremely dark tinted windows. But that's why it was so incredibly perfect. We could sit in the driveway and my parents couldn't see anything! I had been flirting back and forth with this guy, I'll call him Rod, for a while. We were both on Student Council and I think he was driving me home from a meeting or something. A song called "The Flame" by Cheap Trick came on. (Yes, I am THAT old). I can remember the way he touched the side of my face and then we were just kissing. And it was the most awesome kiss of all time (okay, I was 15, I didn't have a lot to fall back on). I could have sworn there were sparks flying all around us. Then my mom started flashing the porch light off and on, completely killing our perfect buzz.
And even though that was twenty-one years ago and Rod turned out to be a pretty big tool, it is still a moment I think back on when I write kissing scenes for my books. It is a memory of growing up that I treasure. Not because of who I was with, but for who I was, and still am, especially when I hear Cheap Trick.
Do you have any perfect mental snapshots that you treasure?
And do you think Shelby and Austin share the perfect kiss in Never Cry Werewolf? I guess you'll just have to read it and see. You can also post a comment for your chance to win a copy!