Was it a good movie? I've never seen it, but maybe should check it out. Anyway, this popped up during an image search for the word and it seems appropriate enough.
Serendipity - a happy accident.
In Naked Hero it's the name of a restaurant and I play a little with the meaning, before, during and after, the scene that takes place there.
But is life a happy accident? Is that what my book is all about? Perhaps there is an argument, but I think not. Naked Hero is more about Fate, and the games the gods play with mere mortals like Lewis Macleod. Oh and the games other people play as well - they're very important.
Serendipity features, but that's just a happy accident. The people who go to the restaurant go by their own choice. There is no happy accident - we are the owners of our Fate.
Here's a snippet where a clear choice is made...
Congratulations were soon being offered as Lewis reached the table and joined his friends. Chantal stayed for a few minutes then excused herself to prepare for her own match.
“Are we still on for dinner this evening?” asked Lewis as she stood to go. “Or will that depend on your result?”
Chantal gave him a wry smile. “You might not like the company if I lose, but of course we’re still on. I need to eat, whatever the result.”
“Okay, I’ll see you later. I’m sure it will be fine, but good luck anyway,” said Lewis.
“Yeah, best of luck, Chantal,” echoed Scott. “It was great to see you again. Shame we didn’t have longer.”
Lewis was hit by a sudden thought. “Perhaps you’d like to join us tonight, Scott! That’s if you’re free,” he blurted out. “We’re going to Serendipity, which apparently means ‘happy accident’ and is supposed to be something special – an East meets West fusion, whatever that’s supposed to mean. Marie booked it, and she knows what she’s doing when it comes to food... She did say that I should bring a friend along!” Then realising he might have spoken out of turn, he looked across to Chantal. Thankfully she didn’t appear in the slightest annoyed.
“Yes, please do,” she encouraged. “It would be lovely to catch up properly.”
Scott took a moment to decide. There was his normal group of friends whom he could join at the Langham, and he’d also been invited out by some colleagues from ABC - neither had a huge appeal, whereas this sounded fun. And whilst he had reservations about a public appearance with Lewis away from the courts, other factors outweighed them. It was his task to spend time with the dazzling young man, get to understand him so he could help him mentally. Seeing him away from the tennis environment would be a means to that end. At least that would be the excuse Scott would use. So he accepted the invite – happy that the job of being Lewis Macleod’s current mentor could throw up such pleasurable perks.
Serendipity - a happy accident.
In Naked Hero it's the name of a restaurant and I play a little with the meaning, before, during and after, the scene that takes place there.
But is life a happy accident? Is that what my book is all about? Perhaps there is an argument, but I think not. Naked Hero is more about Fate, and the games the gods play with mere mortals like Lewis Macleod. Oh and the games other people play as well - they're very important.
Serendipity features, but that's just a happy accident. The people who go to the restaurant go by their own choice. There is no happy accident - we are the owners of our Fate.
Here's a snippet where a clear choice is made...
Congratulations were soon being offered as Lewis reached the table and joined his friends. Chantal stayed for a few minutes then excused herself to prepare for her own match.
“Are we still on for dinner this evening?” asked Lewis as she stood to go. “Or will that depend on your result?”
Chantal gave him a wry smile. “You might not like the company if I lose, but of course we’re still on. I need to eat, whatever the result.”
“Okay, I’ll see you later. I’m sure it will be fine, but good luck anyway,” said Lewis.
“Yeah, best of luck, Chantal,” echoed Scott. “It was great to see you again. Shame we didn’t have longer.”
Lewis was hit by a sudden thought. “Perhaps you’d like to join us tonight, Scott! That’s if you’re free,” he blurted out. “We’re going to Serendipity, which apparently means ‘happy accident’ and is supposed to be something special – an East meets West fusion, whatever that’s supposed to mean. Marie booked it, and she knows what she’s doing when it comes to food... She did say that I should bring a friend along!” Then realising he might have spoken out of turn, he looked across to Chantal. Thankfully she didn’t appear in the slightest annoyed.
“Yes, please do,” she encouraged. “It would be lovely to catch up properly.”
Scott took a moment to decide. There was his normal group of friends whom he could join at the Langham, and he’d also been invited out by some colleagues from ABC - neither had a huge appeal, whereas this sounded fun. And whilst he had reservations about a public appearance with Lewis away from the courts, other factors outweighed them. It was his task to spend time with the dazzling young man, get to understand him so he could help him mentally. Seeing him away from the tennis environment would be a means to that end. At least that would be the excuse Scott would use. So he accepted the invite – happy that the job of being Lewis Macleod’s current mentor could throw up such pleasurable perks.