Today’s guest post is by Angela Morrison. You can visit her on the web at www.angela-morrison.com
Listen to your inner creep vibe
I grew up in Tekoa, Washington--the tiny farm town where my debut novel, Taken by Storm, is set. My freshman year started off with a class that had a bunch of sophomores in it. The guy that sat behind me had a thing for Tootsie Pops. His pockets bulged with them. He always made a big deal about sharing with me. Yeah, it was flirty, and I knew that, and I didn't really like him--okay, he creeped me out. But hey, it was just a Tootsie Pop. Way rude to refuse. In a small town, where everybody knows everything, openly offending that guy could have been bad news for me. So I played nice.
His attentions increased, and I was freaking out. I didn't want to be mean, but the creepy vibe was getting worse and worse. (Girls, always listen to your inner creep vibe. It will never let you down.) A couple of cheerleaders noticed one of their darling boys had a thing for totally unworthy me and sprang into action. They made sure I overheard that they'd fixed him up with a way-hot cheerleader from an even tinier town nearby.
Phew! I wanted to jump up and hug them, but I kept my gigantic sigh of relief silent. I still, to do this day, avoid Tootsie Pops.
Love finds you in physics class - or does it?
When I foisted this experience on Leesie, my unsuspecting heroine in Taken by Storm, I made the guy way hotter--way creepier. It's fiction. You gotta hype it. Tootsie Pops just weren't going to be dramatic enough. (Yes, authors obsess over the strangest things.) So I filled his pockets with Hot Tamales--that stained his tongue red, scented his breath cinnamon, and made Leesie's temperature rise. And she doesn't get rescued like I did. Leesie refuses the guy over and over, and he tortures her all through high school.
|A cute, nice guy who took me to |
prom at his school. Guess the year!
That's the state of Leesie's senior year when Michael, devastated and devastating, walks into her physics class, and she can't take her eyes off him.
She stares at him for two weeks before she gets the nerve to break the ice. As Michael gets more interested in her, Leesie, a faithful Mormon, starts fudging on the rules that have always guided her life. Michael suffers from an immense loss. He needs her. Her warm heart can't resist. It starts small. She drives him up to the lake, alone. She sneaks out to see him without telling her parents. Soon they are making out all the time and Michael wants a lot more. Leesie discovers she's in danger of losing everything she's planned her life to be.
Could love be staring you in the face?
Michael is pure fantasy. He's nothing like anyone I ever dated. Like Leesie, I spent plenty of time in my younger days dreaming of the one guy who would make everything different. Can you relate? I found mine in college, and our lifetime together makes me believe in love even more now than I did in high school. I guess that's why I write books about teens struggling to figure out what love is and recognize it when it's staring them in the face!
Thanks, Contemps, for letting me stop by. I'm excited to follow this week's hot topic discussion.
If you liked Taken by Storm: Check out Angela's newest releases - Unbroken Connection (the sequel to Taken by Storm) and Sign me to Sleep - as well as Shattered by Kathi Baron and You, Maybe by Rachel Vail.
Hot topic question
What do you think of a girl who gets so hung up on a guy that she will stop at nothing to get him to like her? If she does snag his attention, do you think the relationship has a chance of lasting?