Debbie's Blog - Season 3, Episode 3: Something’s Gotta Give
Growing up my brother was a pest. There's no other way to describe him. For most of our years together we had a love/hate relationship common among siblings. Actually, I should probably thank my brother for giving my publishing career its initial start. I kept a diary back in those days, starting around the time I was in the sixth grade. Fact is, I still write in one daily but I'm more sophisticated now and call it my journal . . . but I digress.
When I was in the eighth grade I fell in love for the first time with a boy in my class by the name of John. Every night I wrote in my diary all the things a preteen girl can write about the boy of her dreams. John had no idea I held any feelings for him and far be it for me to let him know. However, my brother knew because he secretly read my diary. If that wasn't bad enough, he, along with two of my cousins, made copies of said diary and sold them to the boys in my class.
To say I was mortified discounts my true feelings. I was mortified, horrified and simply wanted to die. The story does have a happy ending but again I digress. As a junior in high school John asked me to the school prom.
When I created the character of Will, Olivia's older brother (mine was younger) I relied upon my experience with my own brother. While handsome and urbane, Will has his flaws and as you might have guessed, so does my brother, who fortunately grew up to be a real sweetheart.
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