Why does every dang YA novel have to have a romantic (sub) plot in it? Join me in discussing how damaging this really is.
There was just... something about her. She hid something behind those circular, 1960s-style sunglasses of hers. Her aura resonated with self-assurance. She wore confidence like she knew exactly what was coming. Like she hadn't a care in the world. And her quirky, gothic, mismatched style said she didn't care what they said about her. One… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Stars in Her Eyes