The day I got the invitation in the mail, I posted to Twitter, “If my life were a romantic comedy, I’d go to this wedding and meet the love of my life.” One of my friends responded that this sounded like a plot bunny.
I sent in a reply card indicating I would not be going to the wedding. Besides my ex, the only people I knew would be there included his dude friends, all of whom are coupled, his parents—his father in particular never liked me because I was the shiksa who tried to corrupt his son or something—and this girl whose full name I’m pretty sure is actually, “Remember that girl Juliet I used to go running with?” because that’s how my ex—let’s call him Jay—always refers to her. So, yeah, no thank you.
But, you know, the situation was kind of funny. Jay and I called it quits almost five years ago, and we’ve both dated other people in the interim, and I am honestly happy for him. I mean, we’re still in touch, obviously, and maintain a solid friendship. I just couldn’t bear the thought of sitting in a room full of people who probably took his side in our break-up just to watch this man that I had once thought I would marry get married to somebody else.
So I wrote the first draft of Save the Date in some kind of feverish haze the week before the aforementioned wedding. And I thought, well, why not have a sense of humor about it? It’s a funny situation! If I can’t laugh at this and myself, what’s the point?
Of course Save the Date takes a different course than my life did, and any resemblance between the narrator Tristan and myself is unintentional—I made him an openly gay guy who loves fashion and sports equally, which… oh. (All my friends are like, “But Kate, you love fashion and sports.” I know. Um. Tristan loves football, but I love baseball. See the difference?)
Actually, the fun part about writing fiction is that you can write characters who are maybe better in some ways than you are. Tristan is much more clever than I am most days. He’s faster with the one-liner. He’s far more dramatic. He’s a lot braver. Hell, he goes to his ex’s wedding. Believe me, I know what kind of fortitude that takes.
I suppose I could have taken personal misfortune and turned it into something dark and dramatic, but in the end, I’d rather laugh about it. I hope you laugh right along side me.
Tristan knows he and his ex-boyfriend Stuart were not meant to be, but that doesn’t make the invitation to Stuart’s wedding any less of a punch in the face. Tris decides that the only thing for it is to find a super hot date to prove to Stuart that he’s moved on and is doing just fine, thanks.
The path to the altar is fraught with obstacles, however, and Tris has to deal with the wilds of online dating, wardrobe malfunctions, men who look like pirates, emotional baggage, grooms with cold feet, and sports team rivalries before he even gets to the wedding. But when Tris stumbles on love in the last place he expects, he’ll need to let go of the past in order to move forward.
About the author:
Kate McMurray is an editor and award-winning writer based in New York City. She is the author of seven gay romance novels and a number of shorts and novellas. She is currently serving as vice president of Rainbow Romance Writers, the LGBT special-interest chapter of RWA. When she’s not writing, she does crafts, plays the violin, drools over designer handbags, and is a tiny bit obsessed with baseball. Visit her at www.katemcmurray.com.
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