كان على آيف أن تفك رباط الذكريات وتسترجع ماض دفنته منذ من، غير أنها لم تكن تريد خوض غمار هذه التجربة. لكن كايل كان دائمًا موجود ليثبت لها وبإصرار غريب أن حديث الذكريات لا ينتهي.
I was born in Nottinghamshire, England, but I didn't live there for very long. The family moved to West Yorkshire when I was just eighteen months old and so I have always regarded Yorkshire as my home. I grew up there as the middle child in a family of five—all girls—in a home where books were vitally important and I read anything I could get my hands on.
Even before I could write I was making up stories. My mother tells the story of me recounting the tale of the Three Little Raindrops — Drippy, Droppy and Droopy to my two younger sisters when I was four. I can't remember a time when I wasn't scribbling away at something, and I wrote my first 'book' when I was eleven, an adventure story, most of it in secret in lessons at school—particularly maths lessons, which I hated.
But everyone, particularly teachers and my parents, told me that I would never make a living as a writer, and I should work towards a more secure career. So I decided instead that if I couldn't write books, I could at least work with them and so I settled for becoming a librarian. On leaving school, I went to the University College of Wales Aberystwyth where I studied English and Librarianship for my degree.
More importantly, university was also where I met my husband who was also studying English there. We married and moved back north, eventually settling in Lincolnshire. Here I worked as a children's librarian until I left work when my son was born.
After three years of being a full-time housewife and mother, I was ready for a new challenge, but needed something I could do at home, and so I turned to my old love of writing. My first attempts at novels were written on the kitchen table, often late into the night when my son was asleep or during a few snatched hours when he was out at nursery school.
The first two novels sent off to Harlequin Mills & Boon were rejected, but the third attempt was successful. I can still remember the moment that a letter arrived instead of the rejection slip I had been dreading. I think I must have read it over and over at least a hundred times before the reality of what it said sank in, and for days I kept checking it just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. In 1984, THE CHALK LINE was published just in time to be one of my best Christmas presents ever.
Fitting in hobbies around working and being a wife and mother can be difficult, but I always find time to read. I love all sorts of fiction, especially Romance, obviously. I also enjoy historical novels, detective fiction and long, absorbing biographies about fascinating people and I can spend hours in bookshops just browsing. I enjoy knitting and embroidery, but I rarely get time to do either now that I'm a full-time writer. I also love looking round antique fairs or junk shops, hoping to add to my collection of Victorian embroidery. During my working hours my four cats, all adopted from the RSPCA, usually keep me company in my study, though they have to be dissuaded from sitting on the piles of papers that they are convinced are there just for them.
I love to travel and visit new places, especially places with an interesting history, and I always enjoy visiting old castles or stately homes and imagining how the people who used to live there spent their days.
I'm often asked if I'm a romantic sort of person because I specialise in writing Romances. Well, if being romantic means caring about other people enough to make that extra special effort, then yes, I am. Romance is about making the important people in your life feel valued and letting them know that you care. But I also write about relationships and the difficulties people sometimes have in understanding each other, or expressing affection, or overcoming problems.
Sometimes—when the right words won't come, or an idea hasn't worked out as I'd thought, I wonder why I don't have some regular nine to five job, but when the story's flowing and the characters come alive, I really can't imagine a
Pretty angst-filled read. The author did a good job of keeping up the interest before revealing the back story of the characters relationship.
SPOILERS:
As it says in the blurb, the heroine, Eve, has lost her memory. For two years she has been living with friends, her friend is actually the nurse who attended her. She was found is a cafe, without any belongings or identification, apparently not physically injured, but without her memory. She doesn’t even know her name. For therapy she had joined a writing class and sends in her manuscript to be published.
She sends it to the publishing firm of the Hero. The Hero recognizes the events in the story and even the name she uses now which is Eve Montague, so he is able to find her. As we know from the blurb, he is her husband and she walked out on him two years ago. At first he doesn’t believe she has lost her memory, but with the corroboration of her friends, he starts believing her. We find out later that in the note she left for him, when she walked out, she told him not to look for her and if he did she would refuse to acknowledge him.
He tells her, that her real name is Genevieve, but most people call her Gen. only the he calls her Eve. He asks why she chose that name, but she tells him, to her it merely meant the first woman, with no past or memories. She was in the Montague ward so she chose that as her last name.
The hero continues to visit her, apparently revealing a lot about their past, but she knows he has been holding back some important details about their relationship. The one burning question she needs to know is why she left him. But she’s sort of reluctant to open that particular Pandora’s box. So they go on seeing each other, striving for some kind of rapport. They also argue a lot but the chemistry between them is still strong.
For most part the hero treats her patiently, but he is obviously under a lot of stain and frustration. Not to mention sexual frustration. He takes her to his flat, where they finally give in to their passion, but the heroine suddenly thinks he just made love to her as an experiment to shock her memory back and not out of any sense of feeling. The hero reveals that they never lived in that flat and instead lived in a house in the country.
They decide to go to their old home To try and see if that would help her. The hero reveals that he has not been living there either, ever since she walked out. When they arrive at their old home she sees that it’s called Montague. The memories don’t come back, but at one point she makes a comment that seems like she knows one of the rooms from the past.
They tour around the countryside but it still doesn’t help her memory return. The hero confesses that he doesn’t care if her memory ever returns, he has loved her all along and still loves her. There has never been anyone else for him after her. So they find some happiness for the time being. The heroine loves him back but is still very bothered and feels she can’t move on unless she knows exactly what triggered her memory loss.
The hero has to go to London on some business. While he is away, the phone rings and it’s the housekeeper. The heroine is suddenly able to remember the woman’s name and is able to have a normal conversation with her. After the call, she gets a strange compulsion to enter one of the locked rooms in the house.
MAJOR SPOILERS :
It’s a nursery. They had been a happy couple with a little baby, but their baby died of cot death. The heroine collapses at his point and remembers everything. The death of the baby, how the Hero had been grieving silently, trying to be strong for her, when at that point she could only see her own grief and had been practically catatonic. The hero comes home and finds her collapsed on the floor. He knows her memory has returned and is worried about her. Now, she also sees his grief and understands what they both went through at the time. Now they are finally able to comfort each other.
Epilogue: they have a three year old son and another baby on the way.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
-حـــزن في الذاكـــرة : كيت والكر من هو هذا الرجل الذي راح يهاجم أيف في مساء أحد الأيام ؟ كانت عيناه تقدحان شررا كانه يريد ان يطبق الخناق عليها -انا لم التقِ بكَ من قبل. انا لا اعرفك ! -لا تكذبي. اللعنة عليكِ ! أنتِ تعرفينني جيداً.أنتِ زوجتي. أوَ يعقل أن تنسى امرأة أنها كانت متزوجة لثلاث سنوات من صاحب أجمل عينين قاتمتين ؟ أم تراها إحدى الأعيب كايل الغامضة ؟كان على ايف أن تفك رباط الذكريات وتسترجع ماضٍ دفنته منذ زمن ..غير انها لم تكن تريد خوض غمار هذه التجربة.لكن كايل كان دائماً موجوداً ليثبت لها , وبإصرار غريب ان حديث الذكريات ابداً لا ينتهي
Eve's true identity had been a mystery for two years; until she'd submitted a novel to Jensen Publishing. Kyle Jensen not only recognized Eve's work, but recognized the author. He claimed Eve was his missing wife. It was hard to imagine that any woman could forget a man like Kyle, yet Eve had no recollection of this man who claimed to be her husband. She had to admit, however, that Kyle was definitely husband material, and when he asked her to marry him, Eve agreed. But would placing a wedding ring on her finger turn back the clock? Would she relive the event that forced her to leave both Kyle and her past behind her?
This is one of my favorites, partially because I love a good amnesia story, and also it started so intriguing, with the h writing a novel (supposedly fiction), being approached by a handsome (and angry) stranger on her way home, then being informed that he is her husband!!! What's more, she was apparently a runaway wife, who he's been searching for the past couple of years, and then the novel gave him clues, a novel she swears is fiction, but he claims is based on their life!
That's sure enough to hold your attention and get you to want to read more! There's a lot to this story, (mystery, tragedy, romance) and you feel for both the H and h as the story unravels, and you find out how (and why) the h lost her memory. The way she's drawn to certain places, trying to figure out why, as her memories slowly return makes for good reading from a talented writer!
Eve has amnesia. She found herself 2 years before in a greasy spoon restaurant and has no idea how she got there, who she is or even what date it was. She gets taken in by the nurse that took helped take care of her when she admitted herself to the hospital...