Monday, 30 April 2012

Z is for Zellor

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Leah Walker.


Zellor. Sounds a bit like a place where Hobbits might live, but no. It's actually my home town in Cornwall.

It's pretty, very picturesque, the kind of place people think of when they imagine a traditional English village, with cottages and narrow, winding roads. It's a nice place to retire, but it's not a good place for young people.

I spent much of my childhood playing in my friends' back gardens, because there were no parks to go to, so we had to make do with what we had. It was a lot of fun, it meant we could stretch our imaginations and make up magical worlds to keep ourselves entertained.

It was when I hit my teens that Zellor became a nightmare. Hanging out at a shopping centre wasn't an option. In Zellor, there is one street where there are a few shops, and that's it. It has everything a small town needs, but nothing for a teenage girl who wants to start exploring what life has to offer. There was no cinema, no youth group, no clubs to sneak in to. Hanging out in the library was not my idea of a good day out.

My parents love Zellor. To them, it's the ideal place to raise a family. Sure, it's safe which is important, but that is the only good thing about it. It's a nice place to visit, but staying there, especially after being in L.A, would drive me insane.


Please note - Zellor is fictional, so don't try Googling it! :D

It's the end of the A-Z challenge! So, I would like to say a gigantic thank you to everyone who stopped by and commented, who followed me, and who have given me so much support and feedback on my characters.Without you, I wouldn't have been so inspired to get my WIP finished! No doubt you are tired of these characters now, so I will let you have a rest before the book comes out lol!

Saturday, 28 April 2012

Y is for Youth

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Leah Walker.


I don't really like to talk too much about my youth because ... it was really, really dull. The town I grew up in was boring, and there was nothing much to do for the kids who lived there. The nearest cinema was a 20 minute bus ride away, the nearest nightclub, a 30 minute bus ride.  That made it quite hard to get up to any of the normal teenage mischief. Well, that's not completely true. I did the usual thing of saying I was staying at my friend's house, while her parents thought she was at mine so we could sneak out and be rebellious but even with the best of imaginations, there wasn't much we could do.

My childhood wasn't terrible or anything, but one of the reasons I was so desperate to get away from my tiny Cornish town was so that, if I am lucky enough to have children one day, they will grow up in a place where they won't have to spend their time hanging around the local parks, bored out of their minds because there is nothing fun for them to do. Obviously, I didn't need to go as far as L.A to get that. There are plenty of places in Cornwall that aren't deathly boring. But getting away from the mistakes I made there ... that required a lot of distance.

Don't get me wrong, the town I grew up in is very sweet, very pretty and the people are really nice. (I'll tell you more about it tomorrow). It just isn't a place I ever want to live again.

Friday, 27 April 2012

Question for UK writers published on Kindle...

I am having a mini nervous breakdown trying to understand the tax information for non U.S publishers on Amazon. Is there anyone out there who has dealt with it who can give me an idiot's guide to what it all means please? Is it as complicated as it looks, or am I just really, really stupid? LOL! Any help would be muchly appreciated, thanks1

X is for eX Girlfriends - and the Oh, My Hero Bloghop!

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Radleigh McCoy.


I sleep with a lot of women, but I don't have a lot of ex-girlfriends. I can't see any good reason to date a girl unless she's really worth spending time with.

When I was in school, I had a couple of girlfriends, mostly short term. I don't think I dated any of them for more than a year. My longest relationship was with Jen. She was every guy's dream. I met her just after I signed with the Warriors, and she really turned the boys' heads. God, she was perfect. Great body, beautiful face, amazing legs. Too bad she was a bitch. She had one of those messed up personalities, turning on the charm when she wanted something, but once she got it, she was cold. I put up with it for two years because we looked good together, but as it turned out, she was sleeping with one of my teammates.

I gave her everything she wanted so it really burned my ass to find out she'd been dropping her panties for the team goalkeeper. At the end of the season, they left L.A. which was a good thing. It's hard to be on a team with a guy you can't trust, and seeing her around all the time reminded me of what a two-faced slut she was.


And now it’s time for another super cool blog hop, hosted by the wonderful Jaycee DeLorenzo and Victoria Smith! Here are the rules: 

Post a picture of your hero with a character interview that has at least 5 questions.  You can check out the sample questions below, or come up with your own, since you know your hero best and what you'd like to reveal about him.

On that note, I would like to give you a further glimpse into the mind of Radleigh McCoy! 

1. How would you describe yourself in one word? Sexy.

2. How would you describe your heroine? Sexy. Oh, you want more than that? I don’t know if heroine is the right word, but the woman I want right now is … challenging. She acts all uptight, like she plays by the rules and never steps out of line, but I see through her. When she looks at me, I know there are dirty thoughts in her head, and I know that one day, she will tell me all about them. And then show me. 

3. What’s your idea of a perfect date? *pauses for thought* I guess I don’t really have an idea of a perfect date. I’m not crazy about going to the movies because you can’t talk there. Girls usually expect me to take them to expensive restaurants, and I oblige because I know I’ll get laid after. But I’d be just as happy doing something low key. If the company is right, it doesn’t really matter what you do. 

4. Do you believe in love at first sight? No. I believe in attraction at first sight, but love? Sounds pretty unrealistic to me. 

5. What song makes you think of your heroine? Great question! Whenever I fight with Leah, I hear this:  


Aaaand finally! I reached 200 followers! Thanks so much to all of you for sticking with me - I can't quite believe it! I will do my best to keep on entertaining you! :D

Have a great weekend!

Thursday, 26 April 2012

W is for Will

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Freya Phillips.


I like to think I've been pretty lucky with my friends. There have been a few girls who wanted to be my friend just because I work with sexy soccer players, but for the most part, my friends are genuine.

Will is my best friend. I've known him for just over three years, and working with him has made my job one of the best I've ever had. He's funny, often unintentionally when he's stressing about some tiny thing that's out of place in his organised little world. He likes to be organised. But he makes me laugh every day.

The thing I like the most about him is that he's loyal. He would literally do anything for his friends, and if someone crosses them ... well, it's not pretty. Let's just say I'd rather have him on my side than against me! He's not violent, or scary or anything. But he doesn't hold back his feelings when someone upsets the people he's closest to.

I never really understood why he's been single for so long. Quirks aside, he's amazing. I guess he just hasn't found the right woman yet.


*waves to everyone" Thank you enormously for all of your comments and support! I am - again - being slow with commenting BUT I do have a very good and exciting reason! I have just about finished my WIP! *does a happy dance* I am just going over the final edits, so if I'm quiet, it's nothing personal, I'm just trying to bind all these characters together in the book so you can find out how their stories play out! :D

Wednesday, 25 April 2012

V is for Violence

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Leah Walker.


I like to think I'm pretty open-minded when it comes to men. I can tolerate most annoying habits in a relationship, but there are two things I will never put up with. Cheating is the first, the second is violence.

I've been single for a long time, I've barely even gone out on a date let alone been in a relationship in the last few years. The last guy I was with was a control freak. I couldn't even sneeze without him wanting to know why! But as I said, I'm easy going enough to deal with that. Looking back, I should have run away screaming before he gave me a black eye.

If you've ever been hit by anyone, you'll know it stings. But when the guy is a huge rugby player, it's like being knocked down by a truck. The shock of it was almost more painful than the slap at first, but when the haze lifted ... wow.

He cried. Begged me to forgive him, promised me it would never happen again. It was also the first time he said he loved me. How's that for poor timing?

Not gonna lie, I was scared. I told him I forgave him, then as soon as he left for work in the morning, I packed up my things and got the hell out of there.

I don't think it's that relationship that stopped me from dating for so long. I think I was pretty lucky, actually. It could have been a whole lot worse. Yes, it has made me more careful but for the most part, I just wanted to learn how to stand on my own two feet, without having  anything else to fall back on. Just me, living my life the way I want. 

So, that's what I did. Now I'm here, in L.A and he's ... well, I have no idea what he's doing, and I don't care to find out. I just hope he's got his temper under control because maybe the next woman he dates won't be as lucky.

Tuesday, 24 April 2012

U is for Unexpected

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Will Carter.


Isn't it weird when someone from your past unexpectedly makes contact? Yesterday, I got an email from my ex-girlfriend, Heather. We dated in high school, and through a little bit of college until we realised being far away from each other wasn't going to work out. We both met other people, we lost contact, and I haven't seen her in fourteen years.

She's been living in Seattle, but she's moving back to L.A because she's just got divorced, and she was curious to know if I still live here. I think she wants to meet up when she gets back in month or two. I don't know how I feel about that. She was my first love, so it's weird to think about seeing her again. I haven't even thought about her in a long time.

I hope she doesn't want to give things another try because going backwards is always a mistake. But maybe it's not going backwards. We're different people now, so it would be more like starting again.

I don't even know if I want to see her again, but I guess it's cool that she thought of me.


Thanks to all of you for your help with my title dilemma yesterday! You gave me some excellent ideas, so I will play around for a bit longer and see what I can come up with! :D

Monday, 23 April 2012

T is for Taylor (and titles)

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Jesse Shaw.


I know it's pretty uncool for a guy to openly talk about being in love, but I'm okay with that because my girlfriend is worth me looking uncool for.

I met Taylor when I was new to Westberg. I was so nervous about messing up my soccer career before it had really begun, I used to get to work early and sit in the cafe opposite the training ground, drinking soda and forcing myself to relax. 

Taylor was there some mornings. I noticed her because, well, what 18-year-old doesn't notice when there's a pretty girl in the room? Pretty isn't really the right word. She's beautiful. She started talking to me, asking me why I always looked so nervous and when I explained, she was so sweet. She knew all the right things to say to make me feel better, and I looked forward to seeing her every day.

When I eventually asked her on a date, she laughed and asked what had taken me so long. The truth is, I didn't think anyone as gorgeous as her would look twice at me. But she did.

I'm lucky. It takes some people a lifetime to land their perfect job and their dream girl. I have it all right now, and I'm gonna make sure I work hard, and treat Taylor right so I can keep it forever.


Just wanted to say a quick "sorry" for not replying to all of your comments just yet - I will be getting to it soon but my WIP is starting to take shape, and I want to keep going with it while the inspiration is there!

This brings me to my next thing. Titles.

I have never been good at thinking of titles, so I was wondering if there is some kind of magic trick to creating a title that fits the story, and is catchy enough that people will want to pick it up!

My WIP is centred around a fictional soccer team, so I'm thinking of some kind of play on words. Nothing as cheesy as "A Match Made In Heaven" (see what I did there lol) because not only is that sickeningly lame - it's wildly inaccurate! But you get the idea.

I'm just really tired of calling it "My WIP" instead of having an actual name for it.

No doubt I will do a whole post about this some time, I just wanted to have a little whine, and find out if anyone has any tips! :D

Saturday, 21 April 2012

S is for Sexy - and a call for UK writers!

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Radleigh McCoy.


Oh come on, you give me the letter "S," where did you think I was gonna go with that?

Women spend a lot of time bitching about their weight, and how they wish their butt/nose/earlobes were smaller. Men don't care about this. Well, we do like it if a woman is naturally smokin' hot, but if she doesn't have the confidence to back it up, it's a waste of good looks.

I work with some hot ass women. Take Freya, for example. She's pretty much what every guy thinks of when they picture a gorgeous woman. And Bree Collinson? Holy hell, Jude's lucky to have her.

There are very good reasons why I don't go after those girls. First of all, Freya and Will have been in love with each other for years, and nobody else stands a chance. But that's not why I don't go after her. Pretty as she is, she just doesn't do it for me. I've never once imagined what she looks like naked.

Okay, that's a lie, I'm a guy, after all.

My point is, I don't feel any kind of pull towards her. Same with Bree. She talks too much, anyway.

I sleep with a lot of women, mostly because they make it easy for me. Why turn it down when it's offered, right?

But the sexiest women to me are the ones who look good, have confidence, but act like they aren't interested. I like a challenge.

Women like Leah.

That is going to be a sweet victory when she finally gives in.


As an additional thing today, I wanted to put a call out for UK writers, most especially, those who live in the South West. I have been amazed by how many other bloggers I've found who live in and around Devon and Cornwall - so I was wondering if any of you are interested in maybe arranging a meet up sometime?  No pressure, no worries if not, I just wanted to get a feel for whether anyone would be up for it. If you are  - leave a comment, or shoot me over an email at kyralennon(at)gmail(dot)com. This isn't specific only to writers in the South West - if you are in the UK and would be interested in coming down to the Westcountry, you are more than welcome!

Hope you all have a wonderful weekend! 

Friday, 20 April 2012

R is for Richard

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Leah Walker. 


I've worked in a lot of places, but I've never had a boss like Richard Bailey. He's a dream. If there's something you need, he'll go out of his way to help you, and it wouldn't even occur to him to ask for anything in return. His passion for his team is like nothing I've ever seen before, and it's amazing to be a part of something so special.

When I first met him, I was terrified. I really thought he'd be a scary manager, like the ones you see on TV, screaming at players whenever they do the smallest thing wrong. Richard doesn't work that way. He's laid back, and it earns him a lot of respect. You'd think that being so easy going would mean the players walked all over him, but instead, they work harder.

Richard sort of ... adopted me when I joined the team. I think he feels protective of me because I'm so far away from home. It's like having an extra dad to turn to! My move from Boston to L.A was made so much easier because of him, and I will always be grateful for that.

Thursday, 19 April 2012

Q is for Quiet

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Freya Phillips.


Living alone was something I always loved. Having somewhere quiet to go at the end of the day is something I really need after coaching sweaty, noisy soccer players all day.

When Richard suggested Leah move in with me, I was a little nervous about sharing my space with a stranger. But when I met her, right away, I could tell she'd be an ideal person to live with. She's actually quieter than me, so for once, I feel like the loud one!

I'm not unsociable or anything, far from it, I love to party and be with my friends. But some days I just need to chill out on the balcony, looking out at the ocean. Leah loves to do that too, and what's really awesome about her is that we can just sit out there for hours and be completely comfortable. I can't bear people who feel the need to fill every single silence with useless chatter. Sometimes it's good just to know someone is there, even of there is no conversation.


My apologies if this post is a little lacking, I have a bunch of stuff going on at the moment, so I'm not going to be around much today and most of tomorrow. Hoping to get back on track after that, and catch up on everything I missed!

Wednesday, 18 April 2012

P is for Professionalism (and a blog fest!)

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Radleigh McCoy.


I've gotten into a lot of trouble because, sometimes, Richard doesn't think I am professional enough. I think that's bullshit. Okay, occasionally I break the rules of the game, but it happens in the heat of the moment, when I'm trying to get that ball in the net so we can win. And maybe sometimes I yell at the ref because he made a bad decision, but it's passion. I don't want to be sent off the field because he made a bad call and ruined the match for the team.

I'm late for training sometimes too, but that's usually only when a hot woman has kept me awake all night. Heh.

Most of the time, I am professional. I'm professional because I love soccer. There's nothing else I would ever want to do. My dad was one of the best in his day, and he taught me everything I know. Not about rule breaking, that makes him crazy, but he taught me how to play the game. If I have any professionalism in me at all, it's because of him.


Next, I signed up to Madeleine Maddocks' Plotter or Pantser blogfest!

Here's what we do:
Post your tips and secrets on how you plot your novels. Even if you are a Pantser rather than a Plotter, there must be some methods you follow when writing your stories. Or you can post about any aspect of plotting. 
How do you Plot your novels?

Okay. Well, I am a total pantser. I usually begin every story with characters and a very, very loose outline. I have tried planning in the past, but I found that it makes me feel stifled, like I am bound to those rules I created. I know it's not true, but nevertheless, I don't feel free when I have a plan. 

I guess I like to write the way I read. I turn each page, knowing what the story is about, but not quite knowing what will happen next. My characters usually tell me what to do, and I'm okay with that! :D

Tuesday, 17 April 2012

O is for Organisation

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Will Carter. 


Some people might consider me to have severe OCD (does it drive anyone else crazy that those letters aren't in alphabetical order? I kid, I kid!). And by "people," I mean Freya. I guess that's because she knows me best. I'm really not that bad. So I like to have my clothes neatly ironed, and keep my CDs in alphabetical order, and arrange my socks by colour.

Okay, when you lay it out like that, I sound a little obsessive, but I like to call it "organised."

Being organised is what I have to be at work. My job is to help Richard coach the team, and that requires me to always keep track of matches, sort out flights for away games, know which players have injuries and how long they'll be out for.

Freya laughs at my quirks, but I know she doesn't mind them really. If she did, we wouldn't have been friends for so long. I just wish I could teach her to be more organised.

I live in hope!

Monday, 16 April 2012

N is for Number One

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Richard Bailey.


Number One. That's what my team are. The number one soccer team in America, with some of the best players in the world.

The reason we're number one? Passion. That might sound a little bit cliche but that's what it comes down to. I see all those young faces looking up at me, asking me how they can be the best. It's hard work, it's commitment, it's team work.

The team isn't quite as young as it used to be. The average age is around twenty-seven, but our latest addition is the youngest player I've ever signed. Jesse Shaw, eighteen years old. That boy can do things with a ball I've never seen, and his dedication is incredible. In spite of his skill, he doesn't have even a shred of arrogance. He wants to learn more, he wants to practice more and he wants to be recognised with the likes of Radleigh McCoy and Bryce Warren as a soccer legend.

I keep telling him, it takes time. Instead of rushing to make it happen faster, he listens. He respects me, and he respects the team.

I have no doubts about Shaw. He's gonna go far.

Sunday, 15 April 2012

There's a boy on my blog! Meet Sebastian from Nyrae Dawn's"What A Boy Wants"

A Sunday post? Very unusual, I know, but I have a very special guest today, and he just couldn't wait any longer to give his thoughts on friendships!

Sebastian, from Nyrae Dawn's awesome book What A Boy Wants, is a guy who values his friendships above all the other things in his life. As such, he wanted to talk to you all about his friends, and explain why he loves them so much.

Without further ado, I will hand you over to Bastian!


First, I have to say, I think I could get pretty used to this guest post gig. What’s not to like about popping up at blogs all over the place and sharing my expertise with the world? I mean, if I know my shit, I might as well share it, right? 

*dodges Aspen’s pillow attack*

*blocks Pris’s punch*

*bumps fists with Jaden* Yeah, at least my boy knows to give props when props are due.

ANYWAY, as I was saying before they interrupted me, Kyra asked me to talk about friendships and when it comes to that, I def know what I’m talking about. I have some pretty kickass friends. 

*gives the girls a satisfied look for complementing them*

Seriously though, I’m going to get all sentimental for a minute which doesn’t really happen too often. This is the thing, I’ve seen a lot of stuff in my life. Seen people come and go like the peeps they leave behind don’t matter. I’ve seen people hurt for no reason, betrayed… the whole nine. It sucks to pick up the pieces when that happens. Sucks even more for the one going through it. When you’ve seen people hurt as much as I have, it becomes pretty freaking obvious that most of the people in this world are out for themselves. Shitty? Yep, but true. I seriously think there are only a few people in everyone’s lives who are real. When you find that? You hold onto it. I may screw up once in a while (okay a lot, but no one is perfect), but I can tell you, I have three peeps in my life who I know are real. They’ll have my back no matter what goes down and you can guarantee I’ll do the same for them. 

I may have had a few lessons to learn lately, but that one has always been a no brainer. You mess with them, you mess with me and I know they feel the same. And the thought of screwing them over myself? Nope, I don’t even want to play that game. 

After everything I’ve seen, I know there are only certain things that matter. Friends? The three people in the room with me? They’re one of those things. 

All for one and all that. 

*gets a smile from Pris*

*A hug from Aspen*

*a nod and another fist bump from Jaden*

Yeah, we got it like that. We’re the shit. 


 Thanks, Sebastian! 

If you want to know more about him and his kick-ass friends, check out Nyrae's book, read it, love it, and spread the word!

Saturday, 14 April 2012

M is for McCoy

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Leah Walker.

I haven't had a boyfriend in five years, but I used that time to grow out of my bad boy phase. I really did grow out of it.

Then I met McCoy. I actually hate him. The idea of having a fling with someone whose criteria for a date is boobs and a pulse makes me feel sick.

But he is so ridiculously hot. I don't usually like men with enormous muscles - I'm small, I'm scared of getting squished - but it's not really about the muscles. It's his face. His eyes are ice blue, and at times they can look really cold, except when he's smiling. Then they sparkle (not like Edward Cullen, might I add).

His lips infuriate me. His smirk makes me want to punch him, really hard, in the face. But his lips are incredible. They're full, and they look soft and when he's talking, I can't stop looking at them, even though the words he says are disgusting, filled with innuendo and completely inappropriate  for the workplace.

I've decided that it's okay to admit he's good-looking. Pretending I don't see it at all makes every day harder because I don't like lying. Not to anyone, but especially not to myself.

So. I'm saying it right here. Radleigh McCoy is hotter than hell in mid-August during a heatwave. But he's still an arse. And that overrides hotness every time.

Friday, 13 April 2012

L is for Leave

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Miguel Vega.


Today was my last day at work before I go on leave for three weeks. My Grandma's really sick, so I'm flying to  Portugal with my family first thing in the morning so we can all say goodbye to her.

Portugal has been my second home my whole life. I grew up in L.A but my summers were always spent in Portugal with my Grandma. She's the last of our family who still lives there, so this trip is going to be tough. Saying goodbye to her, and having our last moments there with her.

I feel okay about it. She's ninety-five years old, and led an incredible life, so even though I hate that we're losing her, I know that every day of her life was filled with love and happiness. It's hard to be sad about that.

Maybe it's really lame for a thirty-five year old man to admit this, but I want a life just like hers. A great marriage, great kids and to put everything I have into making those relationships work.

Look at me, getting sentimental. I need to go to bed. Tomorrow's going to be a long day.


P.S I am going to be out for the day so I won't be commenting much, but I'll be back on track tomorrow! Have a great weekend, and thanks so much for all your comments!

Thursday, 12 April 2012

K is for Kid

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Jesse Shaw.



I'm eighteen years old, but my parents still treat me like a kid. I know they're worried that I'm going to grow up too fast, or I'm going to miss out on my college education, but this is what I want. Soccer. Los Angeles.

I don't think there is a better education for me than learning from some of the best players in the world. Bryce Warren, Cody Rivera and my hero, Radleigh McCoy. He's my idol. My inspiration and the reason I wanted to play the game.

Every day, I learn something new from these guys. I know my parents are proud of me, but they're afraid too. They think I'll get sucked into the celebrity thing, and end up whacked out on drugs, only to spend the rest of my life in and out of rehab.

I don't care about any of that. Well, I'm not gonna lie, a kick-ass car is the first thing I'll buy when the paychecks start rolling in, but mostly I just want to play soccer.

I'm not a kid. Just a young guy, living his dream.

Wednesday, 11 April 2012

J is for Jackass

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Bree Collinson.


I am so lucky to have my husband. He's handsome, and strong, and fun, and did I mention handsome? He doesn't say much, but that's okay, I talk enough for both of us.

If I was single, I might have to deal with skeezy men like Radleigh McCoy. He is such a jackass! I've seen the way he thinks he can get any woman he wants, and he usually does. He's kinda hot, but I hate the way he's treating Leah. She is so not into him, but he won't leave her alone! This morning, Leah and I went for a swim at the training ground before work, and he said he'd like to get a few lengths in with her! I mean, that's not even cute, it's just kinda gross.

McCoy needs to find someone new to hit on. Or maybe if he stopped being such an asshat, she might start to like him. Actually, they might make a cute couple. And then I could be a bridesmaid with Freya at their wedding and we'd have a really big party. Maybe it could even be on TV like the Kardashian wedding, but with a happier ending. Yay!

What was I talking about?

Tuesday, 10 April 2012

I is for Inspired

Good morning, everyone!

I am taking a quick break from my A-Z blog challenge theme today for two reasons. Firstly, I have something to say in my own voice, and secondly, I couldn't think of a single "I" word that suited my characters! :p

I came up with the idea to use my A-Z posts as diary entries from my WIP characters at the very last minute. I wasn't sure how it would go down, and whether I had enough voice in me for all those characters, to give them life and something interesting to say.

What I've found, thanks to all of you wonderful people who have been reading and commenting, is that I CAN do it. This realisation has given me the inspiration to get my WIP moving so I can have it finished and ready for you to read (if you still want to!).

Friends inspire me, readers inspire me and feeling that I am doing it right inspires me. I can't even explain how much I appreciate hearing your thoughts, but I hope you know how much they mean to me.

This is a little more soppy than I usually care to get, but this is just my way of saying thank you for inspiring me to keep going. You are all amazing!


Tomorrow, I will return to character diary entries with an uncharacteristic rant from bubbly Bree! :D

Saturday, 7 April 2012

G is for Guilt Trip

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Leah Walker.


There is a very good reason I only phone home once every two weeks, and it's nothing to do with the price of the calls to my Skype-allergic parents.

Every conversation starts out with grand declarations about how much we miss each other, and it's true - I miss my family like crazy. But by the time the call is almost over, I remember every reason I moved so far away.

The problem with my mother is that she thinks everyone should be oh-so-grateful to live in such a beautiful part of the world. I am. I was. But I was never the girl who wanted to stay in a dead-end town with no opportunities just to please my parents.

So, I have to deal with the guilt trips. Among my mother's favourite lines are:

"I suppose England is too boring for you to visit now you live in big ol' Los Angeles."

"The children really miss you, Jamie talks about you all the time." (Jamie is my nephew, and just about the sweetest child ever. This line cripples me every time I hear it, because it rips my heart out when I think about how much I miss him.)

"We can barely remember what you look like, it's been so long since we've seen you."

"Your father had another doctor's appointment this week." (I should point out, there is nothing wrong with my dad aside from high blood pressure and he takes tablets to  keep it under control.)

and my personal favourite:

"It's so selfish of you to be so far away. We need you here."

Ha. They don't need me! They can get along with their lives just fine without me. They managed while I was away at Uni, and when I lived in London.

I get it. I am their youngest child, their only daughter. They think that because I live so far away - even though I make every effort to stay in touch - that somehow I don't care anymore and it makes me crazy.

Am I not supposed to enjoy my new life, just so my parents think I still love them? Is me being miserable the only way I can prove that I miss them? Geez, I tell them every chance I get, but it still isn't enough.

And I get to go through it all over again in two weeks. Yay.

Friday, 6 April 2012

F is for Friendships

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Freya Phillips.


Working for a soccer team sure limits my social circle. I spend most of my time with the team, and chances to make new friends depend on whether or not we're due any new staff members. It sounds weird when I lay it out that way. The opportunities should be endless with all the travelling and the endless supply of soccer fans.

I know I sound like I'm complaining, but I'm really not. Coaching one of the top teams in America is a dream, and I get to work with my best friend, Will. I love Will! In a strictly platonic way, of course. Okay, he is tall, dark and handsome, but he's also uptight, occasionally pretentious and if he spots a crease in his clothes, it ruins his day. I am too laid back to deal with that kind of drama!

But now I have a new friend, Leah. She just became the new physiotherapist, and more than that, she is my room mate! I can't even tell you how badly I needed a someone to share my apartment with. I can afford the rent alone, but if I don't have to, there is a lot less pressure on my bank balance! And Leah is awesome. She's very serious about her job, but when she relaxes, she's so funny and so sweet. She is SUCH a typical Brit, though. She has teabags shipped over from England so she doesn't have to drink our "vile American muck," and I often catch her looking around the apartment in a state of awe, like she can't believe she is in Los Angeles. I'm really looking forward to getting to know her better, and having many night of wine drinking and girl talk!


Just want to take this time to say thanks for your comments on my entries so far!! This character diaries idea came in a moment of madness, but it turns out, it wasn't so mad after all!

Because it is Easter and I have been working myself into a frenzy for the last few weeks, I am going to be taking the weekend off. I will continue my A-Z posts, and will comment when I can, but I mostly want to enjoy a little time away from the computer. If you comment over the weekend and I haven't been to your blog before, I will get to it when I am back on top of things next week!

Have a wonderful weekend!

Thursday, 5 April 2012

E is for Exits

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Radleigh McCoy.


I love women, I really do, but some of them just can't take a hint. This is why I've spent years figuring out my exit strategies. Let's say I pick up a woman on a night out in L.A. Not only is it important to always go back to her place so she doesn't find out where I live, it's also important not to fall asleep there. If you do, she's gonna expect a marriage proposal, or at least dinner. I don't have time for that. I get in, I get out. Occasionally, she might just be hot enough to warrant a second date, but then she'll want my number and that's a whole other problem.

I fixed that too.

I have my real cellphone, and my backup cellphone. I always give my back up cellphone number, which is always turned off. Every few weeks, I turn it on and listen to a bunch of hysterical women screaming at me about what a jerk I am, but then it's over. I can start again.

Picking up women in a hotel while I'm on the road is much easier to deal with. A quickie in her room, and then back to my own so I don't have to deal with the morning after bullshit. Of course, it means I can't show my face until it's time to check out, but that's okay. It sure beats the alternative.

I used to make mistakes. I gave out my real number and had calls coming in all the time, or I overexerted myself and fell asleep in some psycho girl's bed. Getting laid does not make up for all the cuddling and shit women want afterwards.

Exits are the key to a happy sex life.

Wednesday, 4 April 2012

D is for Denial

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Leah Walker. 


I had the misfortune of meeting LA's answer to Don Juan yesterday, except he has far less charm and an infinitely bigger ego. Basically, what I'm trying to say is, he's a horny caveman. He tried to club me over the head (offered me large amounts of wine) and drag me back to his lair (offered to shag my brains out), and when I refused, he told me I was playing hard to get!

Granted, a few years ago, a bit of harmless fun with an attractive guy is something I would have considered, but now? Now I am twenty-six years old and know better.

McCoy thinks I am in denial about how much I want him, which is funny, because I am pretty certain that I don't want him at all. Knowing he has rolled around on top of half the women in America isn't appealing to me, and besides, he is WAY off limits if I want to keep my job.

How unfortunate. I finally find the job of my dreams, but it comes with a side order of the man of my nightmares.

I guess I'll just have to suck it up (absolutely no pun intended) and hope that he gets the message. And soon. 

Tuesday, 3 April 2012

C is for Cuteness

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Bree Collinson. 


 I love, love, love making new friends! My hubby, Jude, thinks I have more than enough already, but like I told him, a girl can never have too many friends, clothes or shoes. I mean, what if I left that perfect pair of Jimmy Choos in the shop, then needed them later to go with my new Alberta Ferretti? Disaster, right?

Anyway, what was I saying? Oh, right, new friends! A couple weeks ago, I met Taylor. She's dating Westberg's latest cutie pie, Jesse Shaw, and she is SO MUCH FUN! It's cool to have someone real close to my own age around. I don't know if we'll be swapping secrets or anything, but she knows how to have a good time, and that's what I like!

Today, I made another friend, her name's Leah and she's the new physiotherapist. She couldn't help me fix my broken nail, but she did make me a cup of coffee and we chatted for like ... hours! Well, maybe not hours, but a long time, and I already feel like she's my big sister because she didn't mind listening while I went on and on about Jude. She says we can meet for lunch on her next day off, and I can't wait!

Monday, 2 April 2012

B is for British Girl

My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Radleigh McCoy.


I really thought Bailey had learned his lesson about hiring pretty girls. Sooner or later, they will end up in my bed, and then he has to start all over again, finding someone new once they get fired for breaking the rules. Must be exhausting.

The latest one arrived today. She's British, which right away, makes her interesting. I've slept with British girls before, and they're usually kinda ... reserved. Not this one. She's got fire in her eyes. She's tiny, only a little over five feet, I'd say. And smart. She didn't crumble like all the others when I spouted all the usual lines that make women forget their morals and drop their panties, so I guess she earned my respect. I'm not fooled though, I've never met a woman I couldn't charm. They're all the same, really. Throw around some compliments, flash the cash, wine them, dine them. They lap it up. Then, when it's all over, they get to make some extra cash by selling their story to the highest bidder. Sex for me, money for them. It's a win-win.

British girl has more class than to go running to the papers. I can tell. But the rest of the story will be the same. I guarantee it. 

Sunday, 1 April 2012

A is for Argh!

Up until 5 minutes ago, my A - Z experience didn't have a theme. Now it does! My plan is write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. This could be a spectacular failure, or the smartest thing I've ever done. Let's see! Today's post comes from my MC, Leah.  


Holy hell, I've only gone and done it! I got the job! In two weeks, I'll be leaving Boston behind and going to L.A to work with the Westberg Warriors! Oh yeah, you heard me right. Boston was a blast, but come on, who wouldn't want to rub the gigantic muscles of America's top soccer team? I know, I know. Professionalism. I didn't get into physiotherapy just so I could get my hands on hunky men, but every job has to have some perks. This is mine!

I feel weird. I can't wait to get on that plane and start work, but it will be sad to leave my old friends behind. Stacey cried when I told her I was leaving. She was happy for me, of course, but now she has to find a new room mate. I think she should just ask her boyfriend to move in, that would solve everything!

It's a big move. A big change. I don't really know anyone in Westberg aside from Richard Bailey, my new boss and Freya, who will be my new room mate. Actually, I can't wait to spend more time with her. She looks like a girl who knows how to have fun, and she was so sweet to let me move in with her. The small town girl in me is terrified. But I've already moved from England to America, so relocating across the country won't be quite as scary.


Wow, I am depressing myself now. Back to happy! New job, new beginning, new friends! Bring it on!