I’m thrilled to announce that my debut contemporary young adult novel, Kim vs. the Mean Girl, is now available!
Kindle (Paperback should be up any minute now…)
High school sophomore, Kim Long, is no stranger to the “mean girl” antics of Queen Bee Hannah Marshak. When Hannah steals Kim’s diary and in front of the entire class reads personal (not to mention humiliating) entries Kim wrote about her crush, Jonathan, Kim vows to enact revenge.
Kim and her loyal best friend, Bridget, come up with the perfect plan to put the evil Hannah in her place once and for all. But will their scheming have the desired effect of getting even, or will Hannah emerge more celebrated by her peers than ever?
Kim vs. the Mean Girl can be read as a young adult standalone novel, set in 2000, but is also a prequel to the popular Blogger Girl adult romantic comedy series. Told in the dual perspectives of teenage Kim and Hannah, fans of the series will get an inside look into Kim’s early passion for reading, writing (and Jonathan), and find out why Hannah is so darn mean.
Although the characters were plucked off the pages of my adult Blogger Girl series, the new book can be read as a standalone as well. I recommend to both fans of the adult books and readers of humorous and clean contemporary young adult fiction like Jenny Han, Siobhan Vivian, Julie Buxbaum, and Rainbow Rowell. I consider this book a cross between The Carrie Diaries and Mean Girls with a little bit of Girl Meets World thrown in. It’s more Gilmore Girls than Gossip Girl.
I had a blast writing this book and hope my passion for the characters shines through in the pages. Stay tuned for future posts on my casting choices should Kim vs. the Mean Girl be made into a movie 🙂
I gasped in horror as I rummaged through my memory, trying to remember what I’d written down and which of my innermost thoughts Hannah might divulge to my entire class. I pressed my eyes shut and prayed she’d choose one of the lame, off-the-cuff comments I made about my parents and not … please not … something about Jonathan. Oh, God, I wrote about Jonathan in my diary—a lot—never ever intending for anyone to read it. The whole point of a diary was to journal private, personal musings. But as surely as I was the smallest girl in our class, my thoughts were about to be the opposite of secret.
I dared to turn my head a fraction so I could see what Jonathan was doing. He was staring at Hannah, his lips parted as if to speak, but he didn’t say a word.
I leaned forward in my chair, paralyzed. I knew I should stop her—stand up, say something—but I couldn’t will my legs to move or my mouth to open. And so, like a person who steps onto the tracks as a train is approaching, I prepared for impact. Maybe she’d show me some mercy and keep the Jonathan stuff between us. Even Hannah couldn’t be that cruel. Could she?