From the 2011 Debs…
Deb Eleanor’s The Weird Sisters has its first review! Library Journal calls it “lovely”, with “creative and original” narration. Woohoo!
Deb Kim is into countdown mode for her book launch on November 1st. Excited and a bit nervous. OK, a lot nervous!
Deb Sarah’s latest Real Simple article, The Winter Washing Guide (how and when to wash all your favorite winter weather staples), is out this month in the November issue. Deb Sarah would just like to note that a lot of laundry was done in the researching of this article.
Elixir, the book Deb Elise co-wrote with Hilary Duff, will be released THIS TUESDAY! Hilary is doing tons of press this week, including The Today Show on Monday and Live With Regis and Kelly on Tuesday. For all the info about the book, reviews, and Hilary’s tour dates, check out the Elixir portion of Deb Elise’s Website.
Deb Tawna recently contributed to an article on The Best Writing Exercises over at The Divining Wand blog (which is operated by a beloved friend of the Debs, Larramiefg). There are some great ideas from authors in a wide range of genres, so stop by and check it out.
Friends of the Debs…
If you love YA, you’ll go nuts for The Naughty Book Kitties. Read Brent’s reviews and you’ll feel like you’re dishing with your best friend — your ridiculously young best friend who is so much more together than his age would imply. Brent’s a self-professed “fifteen-year-old gay boy, cheerleader, shopaholic, and aspiring literary agent” who is incredibly passionate about YA books. He’s confident in himself and in his opinions, which are astute, honest, and incisive. If you have any interest in YA whatsoever, check it out — you’ll love the visit.
Deb Dish — The Debs’ Worst First Dates
Deb Elise
We were set up purely as business associates, I was positive he was gay, and was absolutely loving the evening and my new platonic BFF and biz-buddy… until he tried to kiss me in a manner akin to a plunger working a nasty clog out of a toilet. Yeesh.
Deb Eleanor
He wore a beret. And a vest. In 2001. It was problematic.
Deb Kim
I married him. How bad could it have been? (Chapter one! When your life goes from Plan A to Plan X, as in “The X Files…”)
Deb Sarah
The guy I went to the movies with in the ninth grade who stared at the side of my face the entire time hoping to catch me without a piece of licorice in my mouth. He wanted to kiss me. And I didn’t want to kiss him. My passive way of avoiding the smooch? I ate a gazillion pieces of licorice. After the flick, he said, “you sure love licorice, don’t you?” I had horrid stomach ache.
Deb Tawna
It was a first date with guy I wasn’t that into, so I almost choked on the car ride to the movie theater when he smiled and asked, “Would you mind if I gave you a lot of kisses?” I stammered. I flushed. I bit my tongue so I wouldn’t shout, “there’s no way in hell I’m kissing you now, buddy!” Finally, he put me out of my misery by telling me to look in the glove box. I opened it up to find a big bag of Hershey’s Kisses. Had I really liked the guy, I might have found it clever and cute. Instead, I just wanted to fling open the car door and leap into the path of an approaching truck.
He wanted me to sweat on a second date, by playing volleyball with all his friends. I don’t like to sweat in private, much less in front of strangers. I refused. He got pissed. We never saw each other again.
I love the fact that you hate to sweat. I’m the opposite — take me on a date where I’m hiking or roller skating (that’s skating, not blading) or dancing up a storm and I’m hooked.
The “News Flash” is now something to truly look forward to. Love everything about it and the “Worst Dates” = the BEST. Thank you all for a good laugh!
Larramie, you are too good to us! Thanks!
Totally cracking up over these date stories, especially Sarah’s!
Tawna
I think my best “worst first date” story is from senior year in high school. I did a lot of musical theater, and I met a guy during one of our rehearsals – he wasn’t in the play, but he was waiting for a friend of his that was. He was a jock and completely adorable. (The type most of us considered out of our league, frankly.) I about fell over when he asked me out, and of course I went.
We went to a movie (where he earned points by NOT doing anything more than holding my hand) and then for coffee. We got along fabulously well…but by about halfway through the coffee I had the horrible realization that although I really REALLY liked him as a friend, kissing him would be like kissing my brother. BLEARGH. I spent the next hour wondering how to avoid that goodnight kiss when he took me home – all the while getting along with him better and better, and worrying like mad that (a) there’s something wrong with me because I don’t actually want to kiss this cute jock, and (b) I’m going to hurt his feelings, and I don’t want to do that because he’s so sweet.
So we finally get back to my house, and we’re standing outside his car, and I’m thinking I might puke from nerves (which wouldn’t be all bad, just because it would kill the kiss thing) when suddenly he looks nervous too. Uh-oh, here it comes.
And then he looks at me and says “I had a fantastic time tonight, but I’m a little embarrassed…” I couldn’t believe it, but I took a chance and said, “Let me guess, you like me but it’s more like a sister than a girlfriend?”
He said yes, and we both had a huge laugh. We ended up best friends for the rest of the year – and nothing romantic ever came of it, though we had coffee at least once a week. As a date, it was the worst one ever – as an evening it was awesome.