Blog Tour Guest Post + Giveaway: Not Pretty Enough by Jaimie Admans

Not Pretty Enough
by Jaimie Admans
Date of Publication: August 1, 2013
Genre: contemporary YA comedy
Purchase: Amazon
“New Year’s Resolutions:
1. Lloyd Layton will know I exist. He once said three whole words to me, so this is obviously progress. If I don’t get a proper conversation out of him soon, then I’ll take my top off and streak through the cafeteria, because nobody could fail to notice these boobs.
2. I will not get expelled for streaking through the cafeteria.”

Those are the words that begin her mission.
Chessie is fourteen, not pretty enough, and very much in love. Lloyd Layton is hot, popular, and unaware of Chessie’s existence.
Her goal is clear: to get Lloyd to love her as much as she loves him, and she has exactly one year to do it.
As Chessie’s obsession with Lloyd reaches boiling point and she starts to spin a web of lies that spiral out of control, Lloyd turns out to be not quite the prince she thought he was. Can Chessie avoid the gathering storm before things go too far?

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Not Pretty Enough is a contemporary young adult comedy suitable for ages thirteen and over.

Book two in the series will be released early 2014.
What Drew Me To Writing in The First Place
Guest post by Jaimie Admans

I credit Judy Blume with making me want to be a writer. I was ten when I first read one of her books and it instantly struck a chord with me. I’d been reading all my life, but never had I read something I’d enjoyed as much as that first Judy Blume book. I carried on devouring all her books

I was twelve when I first read Tiger Eyes and must have read it about a hundred times in my teenage years. I still have the same battered, tear-stained, dog-eared copy on my bookshelf now! It was the first time I really connected with a book. It was like Judy had written it about me, and it helped me through a tough time. I realised that I wanted to do that. To write stories that meant as much to other people as hers meant to me.

Of course I loved other writers too. Enid Blyton, Virginia Andrews, R.L Stine, Dyan Sheldon. I spent countless hours in my school library reading as many books as I could get my hands on. I was never without my nose in a book, but it was Judy Blume and her stories that really made me realise how much I wanted to write my own books.

I stare at the back of Lloyd’s shaggy brown hair as I follow him across the yard. He doesn’t know I’m following him, of course. I’m not even following him, not really. Not this time, anyway. Debs and I are just casually strolling across the yard towards the buses and he happens to be in front of us.
“Chessie!” Debs shouts at me just a second too late as I walk smack bang into the side of a bus.
Lloyd turns around at the sound of the clattering thunk I make.
Usually I like the sound of Lloyd’s laugh, but not today. Not when he’s laughing at me.
“You couldn’t have told me just a second earlier?” I ask Debs.
“Sorry,” she says. “I was talking to you and didn’t realise you weren’t listening until it was too late.”
Luckily the bus I’ve just walked into happens to be our bus, and I throw myself onto it with such force that I nearly come out the other side.
“You all right, love?” The driver asks. I ignore him and heave myself down into my seat with a huff.
I am all right. My boobs are so large they hit the bus before the rest of me did, otherwise I’d probably have a bruised face as well as the bruised ego. Once, just once, couldn’t these things happen to me when Lloyd isn’t watching? It’s not too much to ask, is it?
“Maybe if you spent more time watching where you were going and less time watching Lloyd, these things wouldn’t happen in front of him,” Debs says.
I hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
“But he’s just so… watchable.”
“I’m pretty sure he’s talkable to as well, you know, if you tried.”
The thing is, I have tried. Lloyd brings out the worst in me. He brings out the most nervous, clumsiest, downright embarrassing side of me that doesn’t even exist unless he’s in the immediate vicinity. Well, maybe it exists but it doesn’t show half as much if Lloyd’s not there.

About the author
Jaimie Admans

Jaimie is a 28-year-old English-sounding Welsh girl with an awkward-to-spell name. She lives in South Wales and enjoys writing, gardening, drinking tea and watching horror movies. She hates spiders and cheese & onion crisps. She has been writing for years but has never before plucked up the courage to tell people. Afterlife Academy is her third novel and she hopes you enjoy it. There are plenty more on the way!


1 comment:

  1. Hi Sab, sorry for the late reply, I just wanted to say thank you so much for hosting me as part of the blog tour this week!