Monday, August 31, 2009

GOING GREEN (the story blog)

A while back I started a YA story on my blog called GOING GREEN. I figured it might be time to revisit it. To catch up on the story, Click here! Thanks!


It was the day of the prom and I didn’t have a date. I didn’t have any friends either. Instead I had a father-approved green dress and a free ticket to any loser that would take me. Right. Like I’d show my face there now.

Conner had called me a slut. Becker drove away nearly crushing my foot. And everyone at school was gossiping about how I was trying to steal Trish’s boyfriend. Reality check! When he’s kissing me, he’s not her boyfriend! But I wouldn’t dwell. Dwelling only left me lonely and with a headache.

“Stella?” my father called, knocking at my locked bedroom door.

“Not in the mood, old man.”

“I have a surprise for you though.”

Hm. He sounded suspiciously kind. I eased off my bed, glancing once at the green prom dress hanging on the back of my closet. It made my stomach turn, thinking about what that dress could’ve symbolized. A fresh start. A new boyfriend. Now it just symbolized my extremely bad judgment.

I opened my bedroom door and gasped. “Dad?”

My father stood there, completely proud of himself, in a tuxedo. With a bow tie. “I was wondering if you needed an escort to prom.”

My mouth hung open. “Father,” I began like he'd just suffered some serious head trauma. “You’re creeping me out in unspeakable ways, and if you rented that tux because you thought I was pathetic enough to—”

“Relax, Stella,” he laughed. “They asked me to be a chaperone. I have my own date.”

My face froze. He hadn’t been divorced from my mother all that long. “You do?”

He nodded. “I’m meeting her there. You remember your Math teacher, Miss Roundtree?”


“Yeah, my girlfriend looks nothing like your teacher. I just wanted to freak you out.” He chuckled. My father was acting especially evil tonight, mostly because he knew it cheered me up. I had to smile.

“Can’t believe my dad has a date to prom and I don’t.”

My father pressed his lips together and looked at me seriously for the first time. When he did, I felt my eyes well up.

“I’m sorry things didn’t work out so well, kid," he said quietly.

I sniffled. “Me too.”

We stood there for a minute until finally he reached over to mess up my hair. “Go get dressed, Stella,” he ordered in his best dad voice. “You’re going to prom.”

I laughed. “Am not.”

“If you don’t, I’ll tell everyone you’re sitting home crying and then make them come over to the house to cheer you up.”

“You wouldn’t!”

He grinned. He so would. Realizing that the world knowing I was pathetic was worse that actually being pathetic motivated me.

“Fine, old man,” I said. “But we’ll talk about this later.” Then I slammed my door and turned to stare at my prom dress.

Monday, August 24, 2009


I've gotten a few emails about how it's hard to make the cover for SO MANY BOYS bigger from the blog sidebar, so I've decided to just give it its own post. Next to THE NAUGHTY LIST.
So yay! Here is the beginning of what my series will look like! The colors are so pretty..... :-)
The Naughty List-Feb, 4th, 2010 / So Many Boys-Summer, 2010

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Tenners everywhere!

If you haven't heard of the Tenners, I'd like to introduce you. They are a group of super rockin' authors with debut books coming out in 2010. I've decided to start collecting them. :-)

My new goal is to meet all of the Tenners! I've met quite a few. In fact, I'm not entirely sure I could list them all. But as far as I can keep track, I've met at least 15. WOW! That's a lotta Tenners!!!

So if you get a chance, scoot on over to the site and check us out! We're very friendly.... mostly.