Today I have a special guest blog by the main character in Dream Life by Lauren Mechling. I haven't had a chance to read Dream Life yet but I read the first one and it was amazing. Enjoy!
Greetings and salutations, book lovers! I’m Claire Voyante, the main character of Dream Life, Lauren Mechling’s rip-roaring detective novel (and no, it is not immodest to say that about a book you didn’t write but in which you star—I checked in one of my grandmother Kiki’s etiquette books).
Dream Life is all about what happened after I found out my best friend Becca had just joined a super-exclusive, centuries-old secret society called the Blue Moons. I figured out how to wiggle my way into the club, and, of course, much drama ensued. I warmly invite you to check Dream Life out—it’s available at select bookstores or an Internet site near you.
When Dream Girl, the first book in the series, came out, my creator Lauren fielded questions from bloggers and journalists. Lauren is currently underground working on a secret project so I offered to step in and relief pitch. I’m taking a page from Ann Landers's book and writing an advice column. The questions came from fans of the series. The answers came from the heart.
(Warning: I don't have a degree in psychotherapy--use at your own risk!)
I know you’re supposed to like nice guys – and I do in theory— but I always end up going for the ones who are super hard to read, the modern-day James Dean bad boy types who don’t call when they say they will. I’ll just obsess over them and sometime I even confront them and ask them if they’re mad at me. They usually look at me like I’m crazy and never talk to me again.
I think this might be a problem. Is it?
Tassie Who Never Goes For The Super Friendly Type
Yes. You have a problem. But you knew that already. Anybody writing to an imaginary person for advice knows that already.
Don’t worry—I can help you. I don’t have a magic abracadabra cure to rid you of your attraction to sulky jerks. But I can tell you that a lot of the guys who refuse to talk/smile/laugh/be nice are just weaklings who are afraid of calling because a conversation is a high-risk situation: after all, their inner emptiness might show through. And the nice guy types who have good manners and pockets full of jokes and can look you in the eye, well, they’re not necessarily as dorky as it may seem. I should know. I kiss one of those guys on the regular.