In my line of work, I meet a lot of fun, attractive, smart wine lovers and Cortney Roudebush is one of them. On our first date, she was my guest at a media event. She reciprocated by introducing me to one of her favorite intimate (and insider) food and wine haunts in San Francisco.
I could immediately tell that Cortney had an experienced palate and that she was Napa-savvy. I knew she had started a blog and was working at a fine wine shop in upscale Tiburon. What I didn’t know is that she is a novelist. It’s almost irrelevant that Where I Want To Be is her first novel, the woman can write.
In a nutshell, it’s a story about a single woman who moves to Napa to attend wine school, becomes fast friends with three women (each with intriguing stories and personalities) and through trial and tribulation, she begins to find her true self and live her dream life. I’ll tell you the best part of reading this novel is not that I know the places and recognize the personalities from which she draws her characters; this is just a darn fun book and I want more. The good news is that the book is sub-titled, A Wine Country Series eBook, so there’s more to come.
I read ebooks constantly and enjoy being able to highlight my favorite lines and paragraphs. Let me share a few (with my commentary):
“A captivated audience of one, she is batting her eyelashes so fiercely I feel a breeze.” (This sentence should win an award.)
Shaking my head, I swat the piece of paper away. “He’s not my type. Besides, he didn’t even notice me.”
“You have a type Oliva?”
“This is my type right here,” I answer, gesturing to the diminishing wine in front of me. Between my fingertips, I take the stem of the wineglass and move it in small circular motions. like drawing circles with a pencil. The dark red wine dances around the crystal bowl of the glass, captivating my interest as my best friend brings up her newest millionaire clients.” (This writing is as good as Sideway’s author Rex Pickett.)
“Immediately afterward, he put his pants on and said, “So I’ll see you in class tomorrow?” (Any Sex in the City fans?)
“Could it be that I’m tired of being invisible?” (Depth and change is what makes a novel sing.)
“Parched and bleary-eyed the next morning, I forget where I am.” (An absolutely classic thought for people of a certain age.)