Hey everybody, I need your help.
I was just about to sign this Monster High 4 book and send it to one of my lovely fans when I realized I can’t find the letter that came with it. I must have misplaced it during all the chaos of writing. Will you please let me know who sent this to me? And please, please, PLEASE be honest because I’m trusting you. Fingers crossed the one who sent me this will read this post!
xoxo…
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I’m not sure what I love more: the honesty in your Dear EhMaFraud questions, the support you are showing one another, or the fact that you love my advice. Fine, it’s a three-way tie. But I can’t rest on my success. I must make like a shark and keep moving. So, today I am going to take this solution-revolution to another level and attempt something professional-advice-givers have referred to as, “bold,” “daring,” and “very confusing.”
I am going to mash two popular questions—ANY ADVICE ON WRITER’S BLOCK? and HOW DO I LAND MY CRUSH?–into one spectacular blog. I have gathered quotes from famous writers on writer’s block. They are insightful and should be helpful. Then I will twist …
Read MoreWhat does every fraud want? That’s right, to be taken seriously. And you ladies have taken my desire to dish out advice very seriously. I thank you from the bottom of my artificial heart. This week’s question comes from Sarah. I chose it because I can relate to it in a MASSIVE way.
Dear EhMahFraud,
I’m a freshman in high school, and have been working really hard all year to do well in school. It’s been working, I’m a strait A student, but I’m finding I have no time for anything else. When I do get the chance to go out and DO stuff, I just worry about not getting my homework done and stay home instead. I feel like …
Have you ever heard the term “Fraud Complex?” Nine out of eight writers are born with it every day. Symptoms include self-doubt, envying ‘real writers,’ and internal voices screaming, “You are a fake. You don’t know how to punctuate. Stop trying to fool people with your trite musings. And please stop kidding yourself!”
It’s painful. And what’s worse? Mine is spreading. I am about to address your questions, none of which have anything to do with writing. I will give my opinion and dole out advice. All while silencing the voices that keep telling me I have no idea what I’m talking about. Although these ones might be right.
Dreamerhogwartsbeliever on Tumblr asked: If you could cast any young stars …
Read MoreHello my friends!
Thank you so much for your photo feedback. The majority of you chose #2 Sassy Smirk as my author pic for Pretenders so get used to this mug staring back at you for the next four books. 
It’s a lock.
After I posted last week’s Blah-g I hit Highway 1 for a road trip. The ultimate goal was Santa Cruz–about 8 hours north of Laguna Beach because Kevy, my life-crush, needed surgery. He had a sporty condition called, “surfer’s ear.” It’s what hawt guys get from spending too much time surfing in cold oceans. The water gets trapped inside their ears which causes bone to grow over the drum and ….zzzzz… Sorry, I’ll get to the good …
Read MoreHow was the BOYFAST????? Do tell.
It’s Spring Break for a lot of you right now and since spring weather hasn’t sprung for most of us I’ve decided to focus on the break part. That means no blah-g reading for you and no blah-g writing for me. That doesn’t mean you’re totally free though. I still need you so sit back down and focus.
I have to put a new author photo on the Pretenders series and I need help. Which one do you like? I HATE posing more than I hate cardio. So you can only imagine how painful this was for me. Be nice.
Here’s what we’ll call them:
#1- Who Invited The Serious Author?
#2-Sassy Smirk.
#3- …
Read MoreIt seems as though a lot of you have been experiencing boy troubles lately. Now that spring has sprung those feelings are going to intensify and have the ability to cause even those most level headed among us to spiral out of control. On March 23 Julia posted a comment suggesting a boyfast and I have to say I agree.
What’s a boyfast? If you read Bratfest at Tiffany’s you already know it’s what Massie Block suggested the Pretty Committee do when their boy obsessions got out of control. It’s a boy-free week. Time to focus on yourself, your friends, your family, and all that charity work you keep meaning to do. I’m not suggesting you delete any contacts or …
Read MoreI recently received this letter on my Facebook page and thought it was worth addressing publicly in case any of you have had similar experiences. Also because it’s a great example of how to disagree with someone in a respectful, intelligent way.
Ms. Harrison,
Hello, my name is Judy. I am 19 year old college student studying Speech Language Pathology with a double minor in Linguistics and Psychology. When your Clique books were first released I was just starting middle school. Like the other 11 girls in my small, parochial grade school, I was an avid reader, constantly anticipating your next book release. However, I was also pale, skinny, middle class and shy–a combination that does not exactly get you …
Read MoreWhat’s that? You posted a question for me in the Comments section of this Blah-g? Something I haven’t been asked a trillion times before? Nothing to do with The Clique being turned into a movie or which character I’m most like? I’m in!
1. Q: What’s your favorite thing about humanity? (Erica Jane).
Eh: (This question makes me feel like a beauty pageant contestant.)
My favorite thing about humanity is our differences. Individually, we are jagged puzzle pieces. Our strengths and interests are all so different. Alone we aren’t capable of much. But when we come together the picture is divine. Together we build, heal, teach, create, explore, expand and evolve. We each have something unique to offer. And …
Read MoreIn high school my go-to chocolate bar was Twix. I never grew tired of the chocolate-caramel-cookie combo, but my love stretched far beyond the superficial. It was more about the challenge. How much chocolate and caramel could I scrape off the cookie using only my bottom teeth? On a great day–all of it. Medium day–a few caramel smears. Bad day–chocolate skid marks.
This is how I stayed occupied while my mom ran boring errands. Now it’s a metaphor for how I process rejection.
Rejection comes in many forms. A broken heart, not making the team, not being invited, not getting that scholarship, not getting into your dream college, not getting the job, not getting that book deal, not getting in …
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