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October 30, 2013
Halloween Magic & Mayhem!
I've written a short story, seven chapters long, and about 14,000 words, as a special Halloween bite size fun read.
It's free to download on Amazon for two days, including Halloween. So grab your copy quickly!
US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00G9M7IGC
UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00G9M7IGC
Blurb:
How on earth did I end up here? I was supposed to be at a party kissing the boy of my dreams, instead I’m dancing naked on the town common, on Halloween, with a Coven of strange women who might be witches, a bunch of zombies that I have to return to their graves, a talking crow, and my pet ghost thrown in for good measure. Just yesterday I was an ordinary teenager…
On her sixteenth birthday Emily Rand discovers that she is a witch. Unable to control her spells she unwittingly raises zombies, and corporealizes the ghost haunting her house. She finds herself in a race against time to put everything right if she has any hope of getting to a certain Halloween party and seeing a certain boy again.
It's free to download on Amazon for two days, including Halloween. So grab your copy quickly!
US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00G9M7IGC
UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00G9M7IGC
Blurb:
How on earth did I end up here? I was supposed to be at a party kissing the boy of my dreams, instead I’m dancing naked on the town common, on Halloween, with a Coven of strange women who might be witches, a bunch of zombies that I have to return to their graves, a talking crow, and my pet ghost thrown in for good measure. Just yesterday I was an ordinary teenager…
On her sixteenth birthday Emily Rand discovers that she is a witch. Unable to control her spells she unwittingly raises zombies, and corporealizes the ghost haunting her house. She finds herself in a race against time to put everything right if she has any hope of getting to a certain Halloween party and seeing a certain boy again.
October 24, 2013
The Flirting Games # 1 is now FREE!
To celebrate the launch of Book 3, Further Flirting Games, (yes, it's out now!!)
Boook # 1, The Flirting Games is now FREE! FREE!
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00C14KSH8
(US Edition)
http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00C14KSH8
(UK Edition)
Boook # 1, The Flirting Games is now FREE! FREE!
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00C14KSH8
(US Edition)
http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00C14KSH8
(UK Edition)
October 20, 2013
Release of Trilogy Edition Box Set!
Please give a big Ooh and Ahh for the Box Set of The Flirting Games Trilogy!
Available here: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00G0WPJJE (US Edition)
and available here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00G0WPJJE (UK Edition)
Available here: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00G0WPJJE (US Edition)
and available here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00G0WPJJE (UK Edition)
October 16, 2013
It's nearly time! Plus another sneak preview
I've finished it! Book # 3, Further Flirting Games, is due for release this weekend!
And for a limited time Book # 1, The Flirting Games, is now FREE at: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00C14KSH8
Here is another snippet from Book #3 as a little taster:
As Alex watched Diana recline on the cushions he could only think that Jack really did know everything about women, and that Jack had given him the best birthday present ever.But what was he supposed to do now? He was fairly sure she had just given him his cue to kiss her, but he didn’t know how to start.He shuffled awkwardly across the cushions to get closer to her. His knee slid into a gap and banged hard on the floorboards beneath him. He tried to ignore the pain and moved forward again. The cushion slid away from him and his glass tipped in his hand, cascading the wine over Diana.“Oh hell!” He was utterly mortified.Diana looked slightly annoyed. “If this is a ruse to ‘get me out of those wet things’ then I’m not going there.”Alex cringed. “It’s not, I promise, I’m so sorry.” He swiped ineffectually at the droplets on her top.“Do you mind?” She pulled away.Alex looked at the floor, downcast. “I’ve made a proper mess of this, haven’t I?”“Yes.” Diana began to look amused. “But as I don’t think I could do much better myself, I guess we will just have to work through it.”Alex looked up hopefully. Diana put her own glass carefully to one side. “Come here, you clumsy idiot.”Alex leaned in eagerly for the kiss he hoped she was offering. Too eagerly. Their teeth crashed and his glasses caught in her hair.“Buggeration! This would never happen to Jack!” Alex retreated again, but his glasses remained in her hair. “I’ve totally spoiled the moment now. I’m so sorry.”Diana laughed. “Stop apologising. Actually it’s quite sweet. It helps make me less nervous; I’m not exactly experienced at this sort of thing myself. It all seems so straightforward in books, doesn’t it? The hero and the heroine kiss and it’s like a fireworks display.”“I think this is more like a damp squib,” Alex said forlornly. “You can leave if you want to, I don’t mind.”Diana untangled his glasses from her hair and set them beside her wine glass.“Look, let’s try again. Only this time a bit more slowly.”They kissed, a very chaste kiss. Then they kissed again.“Fireworks,” said Diana.“Really?” Alex blinked at her in amazement.“Really,” said Diana, “But not in here, over there.” She grinned as a rocket went off above them. The planned fireworks display had started at the other end of the garden.
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And for a limited time Book # 1, The Flirting Games, is now FREE at: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00C14KSH8
Here is another snippet from Book #3 as a little taster:
As Alex watched Diana recline on the cushions he could only think that Jack really did know everything about women, and that Jack had given him the best birthday present ever.But what was he supposed to do now? He was fairly sure she had just given him his cue to kiss her, but he didn’t know how to start.He shuffled awkwardly across the cushions to get closer to her. His knee slid into a gap and banged hard on the floorboards beneath him. He tried to ignore the pain and moved forward again. The cushion slid away from him and his glass tipped in his hand, cascading the wine over Diana.“Oh hell!” He was utterly mortified.Diana looked slightly annoyed. “If this is a ruse to ‘get me out of those wet things’ then I’m not going there.”Alex cringed. “It’s not, I promise, I’m so sorry.” He swiped ineffectually at the droplets on her top.“Do you mind?” She pulled away.Alex looked at the floor, downcast. “I’ve made a proper mess of this, haven’t I?”“Yes.” Diana began to look amused. “But as I don’t think I could do much better myself, I guess we will just have to work through it.”Alex looked up hopefully. Diana put her own glass carefully to one side. “Come here, you clumsy idiot.”Alex leaned in eagerly for the kiss he hoped she was offering. Too eagerly. Their teeth crashed and his glasses caught in her hair.“Buggeration! This would never happen to Jack!” Alex retreated again, but his glasses remained in her hair. “I’ve totally spoiled the moment now. I’m so sorry.”Diana laughed. “Stop apologising. Actually it’s quite sweet. It helps make me less nervous; I’m not exactly experienced at this sort of thing myself. It all seems so straightforward in books, doesn’t it? The hero and the heroine kiss and it’s like a fireworks display.”“I think this is more like a damp squib,” Alex said forlornly. “You can leave if you want to, I don’t mind.”Diana untangled his glasses from her hair and set them beside her wine glass.“Look, let’s try again. Only this time a bit more slowly.”They kissed, a very chaste kiss. Then they kissed again.“Fireworks,” said Diana.“Really?” Alex blinked at her in amazement.“Really,” said Diana, “But not in here, over there.” She grinned as a rocket went off above them. The planned fireworks display had started at the other end of the garden.
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October 1, 2013
Halloween, it's nearly here!!
It's October and I'm getting super excited already about my favourite (it's not spelt wrong, I'm just British) festival of the year, Halloween!
I know that in the US everyone dresses up in whatever costume they like but in the UK it is strictly a themed event. Bring out your dead! It's zombies, witches, vampires, ghouls and ghosties galore out for the night.
But it's also a great pickup night. How many sexy 'devils' are going to be running around town in tiny skirts and red horns waving their mini plastic pitchforks? A LOT!
I would like a quick recap of some of my favourites for flirting:
Ok, we all know vampires are hot. That's a no brainer.
But Zombies are totally getting a look in with the release of recent living dead romance movies. I've definitely kissed a few in my time.
I might be in a minority with this one, but I really find Hannibal Lector kind of sexy. I saw a great one last year, the guy had on a blood stained t-shirt and a the grisly lector mask, that was the full extent of his costume. I think it helped that he had great muscles, but it worked for me!
Insane doctor is a definite vote winner for the good looking guy. All you need is a white lab coat, a stethoscope and bit of fake blood and you're going to be hounded by the girls wanting their heart rate checked.
The Grim Reaper. I love the mystery of the dark hooded figure. A must have costume if you don't feel comfy in skintight Lycra. He is such a dude (or dudette, lets not assume!)
Witches, they are definitely the most fun of the cute girl costumes, especially if you work the spiked heels and the black and white stripey tights.
I also adore that vintage Elvira look for girls. So retro chic. See picture below.
Hope some of that helps you get an idea, it's good to prepare in advance! All the best costumes go so quickly, I'm not the only one loving this festival!
Oh, I'm so hooped on Halloween, I'm going to write a novella especially I think. I'll try and get in all the die hard dead, undead, and dark characters I can think of...
I know that in the US everyone dresses up in whatever costume they like but in the UK it is strictly a themed event. Bring out your dead! It's zombies, witches, vampires, ghouls and ghosties galore out for the night.
But it's also a great pickup night. How many sexy 'devils' are going to be running around town in tiny skirts and red horns waving their mini plastic pitchforks? A LOT!
I would like a quick recap of some of my favourites for flirting:
Ok, we all know vampires are hot. That's a no brainer.
But Zombies are totally getting a look in with the release of recent living dead romance movies. I've definitely kissed a few in my time.
I might be in a minority with this one, but I really find Hannibal Lector kind of sexy. I saw a great one last year, the guy had on a blood stained t-shirt and a the grisly lector mask, that was the full extent of his costume. I think it helped that he had great muscles, but it worked for me!
Insane doctor is a definite vote winner for the good looking guy. All you need is a white lab coat, a stethoscope and bit of fake blood and you're going to be hounded by the girls wanting their heart rate checked.
The Grim Reaper. I love the mystery of the dark hooded figure. A must have costume if you don't feel comfy in skintight Lycra. He is such a dude (or dudette, lets not assume!)
Witches, they are definitely the most fun of the cute girl costumes, especially if you work the spiked heels and the black and white stripey tights.
I also adore that vintage Elvira look for girls. So retro chic. See picture below.
Hope some of that helps you get an idea, it's good to prepare in advance! All the best costumes go so quickly, I'm not the only one loving this festival!
Oh, I'm so hooped on Halloween, I'm going to write a novella especially I think. I'll try and get in all the die hard dead, undead, and dark characters I can think of...
September 21, 2013
New Cover Reveal!
The Flirting Games Book 3 : Further Flirting Games
I'm getting into overtime now to finish writing book three, feeling the pressure, but all the late nights were worth it when I got my new cover today from the designer. Yay, I'm so pleased with it, it gives me the incentive to write harder and get the book out there to you lovely readers.
If you want to join my mailing list and be informed as soon as the book goes live then just click here http://eepurl.com/wEMmD
I'd love to know what you think of it, and a free piece of cake to anyone who can guess which two characters it portrays? Hint: They have appeared frequently in book 1 & 2.
I'm getting into overtime now to finish writing book three, feeling the pressure, but all the late nights were worth it when I got my new cover today from the designer. Yay, I'm so pleased with it, it gives me the incentive to write harder and get the book out there to you lovely readers.
If you want to join my mailing list and be informed as soon as the book goes live then just click here http://eepurl.com/wEMmD
I'd love to know what you think of it, and a free piece of cake to anyone who can guess which two characters it portrays? Hint: They have appeared frequently in book 1 & 2.
September 7, 2013
Is this kiss too much?
Here is a section from Book Three in the Flirting Series, Further Flirting Games, due out end of September 2013.
I feel like I'm treading a fine line between balancing the age of the characters and keeping it appropriate for my younger teen readers. I would appreciate any feedback (either here, on Twitter or Facebook) as to whether it is too much, or maybe not enough?
I also hope you enjoy the sneak preview!!
Gabriel picked up the script. “Ok, so the first bit is a voice over, we don’t have any lines, we just act it in silence right? I’ll pick up my helmet and you sort of try to keep me from leaving, then we kiss. I’ll read the Prologue out first so we can hear it and then we’ll try acting it.” He began to intone “Constantinople had fallen. Muslim Turks swept into Europe with a vast, superior force, striking at Romania, threatening all of Christendom. From Transylvania arose a Romanian knight, of the Sacred Order of the Dragon, known as Draculea. On the eve of the battle, his bride Elisabeta whom he prized above all things on earth knew that he must face an insurmountable force from which he might never return.”Gabriel picked up an imaginary helmet and Beatrice tried for tears as she clung to his arm and attempted to pull him back from the door. Gabriel, his face full of resolution and sadness, pulled her against him in a crushing hug. The moment he looked down at her, she knew he was about to kiss her and Beatrice shut her eyes and puckered her lips.Nothing happened.She opened her eyes, Gabriel was still holding her close but obviously not about to kiss her, instead he seemed to be trying not to laugh.“What?” She said self-consciously.“You look like you’re going to kiss your Grannie, not your lover.”“Oh.” She was lost trying to work out what she should do differently. How could she tell him that she was seventeen yet never been kissed?“We’re not going for a peck on the cheek here. Your beloved husband is about to leave for war! Try to think when you last felt real passion for someone.”He looked down into her nervous eyes and read the truth there.“Oh right.” He rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully. “I tell you what; let’s start with a gentle kiss, and work up to passionate, ok?”She nodded, wishing her hands would stop shaking.He smiled kindly. “Close your eyes. Tilt your head to the right, a little bit less. Open your mouth, not that much, just part your lips slightly and don’t use any tongue.”His lips met hers and softly moved against her own.It felt…nice.He stopped and she opened her eyes.“You alright so far?” He questioned, still looking like he was trying not to laugh. “Of all the things I thought I’d have to teach you, this was not one of them.”She grinned back at him shyly. “Did I do it right?”He gave into his laughter. “Oh Beatrice, we’ve only just started. You wait and see. I’m going to kiss you again now, but it will be a much deeper kiss. Just follow my lead.”She closed her eyes again. Tilted her head and parted her lips. His mouth brushed against her once, twice, before their lips joined. He held her tightly and she tired to remember to breathe. He moved more this time, kissing the corners of her mouth, sucked at her bottom lip a little, his teeth nibbled on it and then she felt his tongue. He ran it across her lips, and despite him telling her not to use her tongue, she instinctively touched his with her own. He carried it on for a few more seconds, before breaking off again.She opened her eyes slowly, she hadn’t wanted him to stop.“Not bad Miss Greene.” He teased her, “I think you’re a natural.”She smiled at him dreamily, aware that she wasn’t nervous anymore. Gorgeous Gabriel had just kissed her, and she liked it.When she was fifteen she had written in her diary about how she fantasised her first kiss would be. If she could go back and tell her fifteen year old self that it would happen with Gabriel Brenner, she would never have believed it.A small part of her had always hoped it would be with Owen. Her face clouded slightly. She would be with the envy of every single girl in the school if they knew she had just snogged Gabriel, but it wasn’t real. It would count as great practice, but her first kiss should have been with someone who properly liked her.“Lang is an idiot.” Gabriel said grimly, watching her.She stared at him for a second wondering how he did that, how did he know what she was thinking? Then mortification kicked in. She covered her eyes with her hands.“Oh my god. You know? Does he know?”Gabriel removed her hands from her face gently. “Everybody knows. You could do a lot better.”He ran one finger down her flushed bumpy cheek. “Do you want to do something about these spots?”“Well obviously!” She got defensive to cover her embarrassment.“Mix some rock salt with a little lemon juice and rub it into them.” He advised.“Really? Does that work?”He nodded. “If you’re skin gets too dry from it, then beat an egg white and smear it on like a mask. Just don’t forget to wash it off after a few minutes or it will really smell!”“That’s kind of a girly thing for you to know?” She started to laugh feeling cheered up. She was really warming to Gabriel.“Nate got it out of one of his mothers books. He had really bad acne in the third year. But don’t tell anyone or he’ll kill me.” They both laughed. “Right then,” he said, getting all business like again. “Are you ready to try for passionate kissing?”Her eyebrows shot up. “That wasn’t passionate?” She asked referring to their last kiss.He smiled and shook his head condescendingly. “Not yet I’m afraid.”“Ah ok, well let’s get it over with.” She joked, already feeling the adrenaline high at the thought of kissing him again.Gabriel glanced at the door, double-checking the blind was down over the little window in it. Beatrice followed his gaze. “No one would believe it if they saw it!” She commented.“You have to believe it, otherwise we can’t make it look real on the stage, would it be so hard to feel something when you kiss me?”Beatrice wasn’t sure how serious Gabriel was. Was he mocking the fact that she should be overcome by his kisses, because he was hot and she was a nobody, or was he not like that and genuinely concerned about the play? She knew he took his acting very seriously.“I’ll try my best.” She said lightly.“Ok. It’s going to be a bit more full on, stop me if you get uncomfortable.” Gabriel advanced on her and she giggled getting nervous again.This time he pulled her right against him, they seemed to be joined all the way from their feet to their mouths. She hadn’t ever been this intimate with anyone before, it felt weird but definitely passionate.This time when he kissed her she knew what to expect and moved her mouth against his following his pace. When his tongue touched her teeth she met it with her own and their tongues danced together. She bit down on his lip a little, and he seemed to like it and pulled her head even closer. His other hand roamed down her back and came to rest on her bottom, holding her firmly against him.That was when she forgot it wasn’t real. Passion was definitely igniting inside her. She wanted to get even closer and her own hands moved up his back and into his hair. Gabriel almost crushed her mouth as the kiss went into warp drive. She gave a soft moan of enjoyment and he released her instantly. Putting a good foot of distance between them.
Book One of the Flirting Series - The Flirting Games is available on Amazon here:
US Edition UK Edition
I feel like I'm treading a fine line between balancing the age of the characters and keeping it appropriate for my younger teen readers. I would appreciate any feedback (either here, on Twitter or Facebook) as to whether it is too much, or maybe not enough?
I also hope you enjoy the sneak preview!!
Gabriel picked up the script. “Ok, so the first bit is a voice over, we don’t have any lines, we just act it in silence right? I’ll pick up my helmet and you sort of try to keep me from leaving, then we kiss. I’ll read the Prologue out first so we can hear it and then we’ll try acting it.” He began to intone “Constantinople had fallen. Muslim Turks swept into Europe with a vast, superior force, striking at Romania, threatening all of Christendom. From Transylvania arose a Romanian knight, of the Sacred Order of the Dragon, known as Draculea. On the eve of the battle, his bride Elisabeta whom he prized above all things on earth knew that he must face an insurmountable force from which he might never return.”Gabriel picked up an imaginary helmet and Beatrice tried for tears as she clung to his arm and attempted to pull him back from the door. Gabriel, his face full of resolution and sadness, pulled her against him in a crushing hug. The moment he looked down at her, she knew he was about to kiss her and Beatrice shut her eyes and puckered her lips.Nothing happened.She opened her eyes, Gabriel was still holding her close but obviously not about to kiss her, instead he seemed to be trying not to laugh.“What?” She said self-consciously.“You look like you’re going to kiss your Grannie, not your lover.”“Oh.” She was lost trying to work out what she should do differently. How could she tell him that she was seventeen yet never been kissed?“We’re not going for a peck on the cheek here. Your beloved husband is about to leave for war! Try to think when you last felt real passion for someone.”He looked down into her nervous eyes and read the truth there.“Oh right.” He rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully. “I tell you what; let’s start with a gentle kiss, and work up to passionate, ok?”She nodded, wishing her hands would stop shaking.He smiled kindly. “Close your eyes. Tilt your head to the right, a little bit less. Open your mouth, not that much, just part your lips slightly and don’t use any tongue.”His lips met hers and softly moved against her own.It felt…nice.He stopped and she opened her eyes.“You alright so far?” He questioned, still looking like he was trying not to laugh. “Of all the things I thought I’d have to teach you, this was not one of them.”She grinned back at him shyly. “Did I do it right?”He gave into his laughter. “Oh Beatrice, we’ve only just started. You wait and see. I’m going to kiss you again now, but it will be a much deeper kiss. Just follow my lead.”She closed her eyes again. Tilted her head and parted her lips. His mouth brushed against her once, twice, before their lips joined. He held her tightly and she tired to remember to breathe. He moved more this time, kissing the corners of her mouth, sucked at her bottom lip a little, his teeth nibbled on it and then she felt his tongue. He ran it across her lips, and despite him telling her not to use her tongue, she instinctively touched his with her own. He carried it on for a few more seconds, before breaking off again.She opened her eyes slowly, she hadn’t wanted him to stop.“Not bad Miss Greene.” He teased her, “I think you’re a natural.”She smiled at him dreamily, aware that she wasn’t nervous anymore. Gorgeous Gabriel had just kissed her, and she liked it.When she was fifteen she had written in her diary about how she fantasised her first kiss would be. If she could go back and tell her fifteen year old self that it would happen with Gabriel Brenner, she would never have believed it.A small part of her had always hoped it would be with Owen. Her face clouded slightly. She would be with the envy of every single girl in the school if they knew she had just snogged Gabriel, but it wasn’t real. It would count as great practice, but her first kiss should have been with someone who properly liked her.“Lang is an idiot.” Gabriel said grimly, watching her.She stared at him for a second wondering how he did that, how did he know what she was thinking? Then mortification kicked in. She covered her eyes with her hands.“Oh my god. You know? Does he know?”Gabriel removed her hands from her face gently. “Everybody knows. You could do a lot better.”He ran one finger down her flushed bumpy cheek. “Do you want to do something about these spots?”“Well obviously!” She got defensive to cover her embarrassment.“Mix some rock salt with a little lemon juice and rub it into them.” He advised.“Really? Does that work?”He nodded. “If you’re skin gets too dry from it, then beat an egg white and smear it on like a mask. Just don’t forget to wash it off after a few minutes or it will really smell!”“That’s kind of a girly thing for you to know?” She started to laugh feeling cheered up. She was really warming to Gabriel.“Nate got it out of one of his mothers books. He had really bad acne in the third year. But don’t tell anyone or he’ll kill me.” They both laughed. “Right then,” he said, getting all business like again. “Are you ready to try for passionate kissing?”Her eyebrows shot up. “That wasn’t passionate?” She asked referring to their last kiss.He smiled and shook his head condescendingly. “Not yet I’m afraid.”“Ah ok, well let’s get it over with.” She joked, already feeling the adrenaline high at the thought of kissing him again.Gabriel glanced at the door, double-checking the blind was down over the little window in it. Beatrice followed his gaze. “No one would believe it if they saw it!” She commented.“You have to believe it, otherwise we can’t make it look real on the stage, would it be so hard to feel something when you kiss me?”Beatrice wasn’t sure how serious Gabriel was. Was he mocking the fact that she should be overcome by his kisses, because he was hot and she was a nobody, or was he not like that and genuinely concerned about the play? She knew he took his acting very seriously.“I’ll try my best.” She said lightly.“Ok. It’s going to be a bit more full on, stop me if you get uncomfortable.” Gabriel advanced on her and she giggled getting nervous again.This time he pulled her right against him, they seemed to be joined all the way from their feet to their mouths. She hadn’t ever been this intimate with anyone before, it felt weird but definitely passionate.This time when he kissed her she knew what to expect and moved her mouth against his following his pace. When his tongue touched her teeth she met it with her own and their tongues danced together. She bit down on his lip a little, and he seemed to like it and pulled her head even closer. His other hand roamed down her back and came to rest on her bottom, holding her firmly against him.That was when she forgot it wasn’t real. Passion was definitely igniting inside her. She wanted to get even closer and her own hands moved up his back and into his hair. Gabriel almost crushed her mouth as the kiss went into warp drive. She gave a soft moan of enjoyment and he released her instantly. Putting a good foot of distance between them.
Book One of the Flirting Series - The Flirting Games is available on Amazon here:
US Edition UK Edition
August 26, 2013
Crazy about One Direction - yes you are (OK me too)
One in three people are unbalanced, take a look at two of your friends, if they seem ok then it's probably you!
I just watched a tv show on 'repeat' here in the UK. I thought it would be about One Direction, but actually it was about the fans, Directioners, or rather a few specific English fans. It was called something like 1D saved my life or Crazy about 1D, probably the latter because these girls were total nutters!
I understand being a dedicated fan, I really do. One Direction are fab. I even understand waiting for two hours after a gig just to see a glimpse of 1D going past in a car as they leave. I understand spending all your money on merchandise and going to concerts, and I definitely understand spending half your life on twitter getting constant updates on where the boys are and what they are doing.
I do not understand getting tatooed with lyrics from their songs, threatening to kill yourself if they dont follow you on twitter, visiting their homes, especially the homes of their parents, and spurning real boys because none of them would live up to 1D.
NONE of these girls had a boyfriend. None of these girls actually had a life really. There was one who was very sweet and only 14, and if I'd been her mother I would never have allowed her to spend that many hours a day on a laptop. She travelled to Harry's hometown, when the boys were supposed to be on a day off, in the hopes that she might bump into him. I'm pretty sure she will meet someone and get a life of her own some day. There was another whose own homelife was really difficult and I totally understood her escaping into fandom. But the other girls... the ones who were old enough to know better and appeared to have friends, and families who are normal... Well cripes! You people, get off my planet!
I know that no real boy will live up to your image of Louis, Liam, Niall, Harry and Zayn, but seriously, give them a chance. Boys are good company, when you get past how stupid they can be. They can kiss you back, unlike a poster. They can listen to you moan about your parents and actually empathise. And try to remember: Flirting is fun! And most importantly it will give you some practice for when you actually run in to Harry and you can't think of a single amusing thing to say ;-)
Read The Flirting Games by Stella Wilkinson Here: US Edition UK Edition
I just watched a tv show on 'repeat' here in the UK. I thought it would be about One Direction, but actually it was about the fans, Directioners, or rather a few specific English fans. It was called something like 1D saved my life or Crazy about 1D, probably the latter because these girls were total nutters!
I understand being a dedicated fan, I really do. One Direction are fab. I even understand waiting for two hours after a gig just to see a glimpse of 1D going past in a car as they leave. I understand spending all your money on merchandise and going to concerts, and I definitely understand spending half your life on twitter getting constant updates on where the boys are and what they are doing.
I do not understand getting tatooed with lyrics from their songs, threatening to kill yourself if they dont follow you on twitter, visiting their homes, especially the homes of their parents, and spurning real boys because none of them would live up to 1D.
NONE of these girls had a boyfriend. None of these girls actually had a life really. There was one who was very sweet and only 14, and if I'd been her mother I would never have allowed her to spend that many hours a day on a laptop. She travelled to Harry's hometown, when the boys were supposed to be on a day off, in the hopes that she might bump into him. I'm pretty sure she will meet someone and get a life of her own some day. There was another whose own homelife was really difficult and I totally understood her escaping into fandom. But the other girls... the ones who were old enough to know better and appeared to have friends, and families who are normal... Well cripes! You people, get off my planet!
I know that no real boy will live up to your image of Louis, Liam, Niall, Harry and Zayn, but seriously, give them a chance. Boys are good company, when you get past how stupid they can be. They can kiss you back, unlike a poster. They can listen to you moan about your parents and actually empathise. And try to remember: Flirting is fun! And most importantly it will give you some practice for when you actually run in to Harry and you can't think of a single amusing thing to say ;-)
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