High school rocks. And it sucks. Often within the same five minutes. Sometimes the only thing that'll get you through the day is a sense of humor and the ability to laugh at what a nightmare your life is.
I had to do a lot of laughing when I was in high school. A lot. It was either that or go hide in our attic for weeks on end so I didn't have to face my life. Since hanging out with the spiders wouldn't really help my social life all that much, I decided to suck it up and face whatever calamity was looming at the moment. Met a lot of cute boys and made some wonderful friends in the process. Okay, so I also might have gotten into a tiny bit of trouble from time to time. Isn't that part of being in high school?
To the awe of teachers everywhere, I made it through high school and even lived to tell about it! And now I get to write stories about high school, the fun, the misery, and of course, the boys.
Boys. Gotta love 'em. Gotta hate 'em too. Either way, you can't live without them! You can't live without friends either. Or parents. Or teachers. Or homework. For better or worse, you're stuck with them.
And so are the girls in my books. Grab a latte and a pan of brownies, hunker down with a book, and come join my heroines on their own journeys through high school.