Naturally you sent your angry reviews to me because you don’t know who X-Phonie is. But I made sure X responded to them. So the second book opens with a letter from our journal-leaker. In it, X explains why book one ended so abruptly. Believe it or not, this unscrupulous bugger actually has a plan. And considering the circumstances, I don’t feel guilty leaking it.

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But two things stood out as Blah-g-worthy.

One is this picture I found. It’s my family the day I graduated Emerson College. Em er some serious glares from the flash but try to look past that.

At the time I had no idea I’d be a writer. No idea printed photographs would become obsolete. No idea what I’d do the next day to pay my rent.

There’s something creepy and empowering about looking back on this picture now that I know how my story has evolved. How the world has evolved. How my hair has evolved.

We returned to Laguna Beach on Monday and went straight to Sapphire, our favorite local restaurant. As the hostess, an ah-dorable girl named Natalie, led us to the table (the best one–thx Natalie!!) she said she recently reread the first Clique book. It came out when she was nine. She is nineteen now. Ten years!!! Seriously?? How did that happen? I am about to release my 30th book.

I want to slip into that old photograph (is there an app for that?) and grab the bottle of champagne from unemployed Lisi’s monkey paw. At that moment she was broke, financially cut off from her parents, using an electric typewriter (no spell check!!). I want to pop the cork and pour us a glass and say, “We’ve come a long way, baby!”

Which brings me to the second amazing thing. The Pretenders groundhog poked her head out of the Canadian soil last week and you know what that means… Pretender’s season is starting early this year!!!!!!!!!

Everyone at Little Brown is so pumped about the series they have changed the release date. It’s not longer 10.15. It’s now OCTOBER 1st. Erin my editor/groundhog called last week to tell me the news. By the time we hung up** the phone I felt like I had done an hour of cardio. That’s how pumped my internal organs were.

We released a (RHYME ALERT) sneak peek last week of chapter one on foreveryoungadult.com but that is soooo last week. This week you can get an ebook free preview available wherever ebooks are sold! So grab your nook, your kindle, your iPad, your Ouija Board, and sneak that peek. You’re so worth it.

Let me know ASAP who your favorite Pretender is and which boy you’d rather watch a horror movie with.

Talk to me!!!

TTYW,

Lisi

** I just realized how unfit that expression is for 2013. Phones don’t “hang up” any more. Calls end. Gawd English language…keep up, will ya?

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Okay, enough math. Another thing we get to lose during the summer is our outerwear. And yet, I offer you this jacket!!! (And one very fine example of a transitional sentence.)

The final cover for Pretenders. You chose that picture of me, remember?

I ah-dore how well we all work together.

TTYW,

Lisi (Unless you think I should change my name. Maybe we’ll vote on that next week.)

P.S. That picture of BeeBee was taken yesterday after she had 22 teeth pulled. I love you Beebs!

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Erin was due to land at LAX around noon and arrive at my office at 1pm. From there we would power-lunch somewhere fabulous with an unobstructed view of the surfers. We would talk about life in New York, my fall book tour, our pets, our life-crushes, and our outfits. Once we got that out of our systems we’d head over to Gorjana’s design studio and look at the samples of my Gracelets. They just arrived and I was told we could take one or two home with us if we were good. From there we’d get lattes and  go back to my office so I could pitch my outline for Pretenders book #2 and pray that Erin approved so I could start writing. After that we’d probably wander the streets, shop, get a gellato, and share spaghetti like Lady and the Tramp.

But NO!

ERIN MISSED HER FLIGHT!!!!

 Here she is, live from the Hertz rent-a-car line where she JUST arrived. She is wearing a cute lace shirt and I only get to see the neckline. How is that fair? I had to pitch my book to her over the phone while she grumpily waited for her Ford Taurus. Each one of those cards represents a character’s story. It’s elaborate.

(FYI- I intentionally took a blurry pic so you couldn’t read the cards.) The thing is, I am terrible at pitching my ideas. They are usually a little out there and are much better in the actual book than they are when I’m trying to describe them. Just ask Erin. She is terrified by what I just tried to sell her. Terr-i-FIED!

Oh, and the Gracelets? They were delivered to my office instead. At least some good came of the day.

Sadly, not for Erin. This was for her.

Is there a point to this Blah-g? I’m sure we could find a one if we tried. Like, don’t miss your flight, or don’t pitch books over the phone, or always have a back up blah-g idea in case your first one falls through. But in the writing world that’s called being “too on the nose” aka too obvious and Erin would not approve of that. So the moral of this blah-g is find a way to make it work. It might not be what you planned, it might not even be good, but it can still be something.

TTYW,

Lisi (I even showered for you. Okay, enough. I’m over it.)

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