Abby is the main character in my latest book release, A Howl in the Night. She is strong, and stubborn, girlie and feminine all at the same time. Is that even possible?
When I was growing up, I was a total and complete tomboy. I climbed trees, I hunted for crawfish in the creek, and I swung from frayed and threadbare ropes in hay barns. I loved being dirty. I didn’t want to really be a ‘girl’ because girls weren’t allowed to play football. Girls weren’t supposed to jump off roofs. Girls weren’t supposed to fight. Who wanted to be a stinky ole girl, when you couldn’t do anything fun?
I guess I didn’t really mind the dresses when I had to wear them, but then I wasn’t allowed to do cartwheels or swing from the willow tree branches. Someone might see my undies….gasp! I didn’t mind having my hair done, as when someone else took a brush and shears to it, I actually looked nice, but then I always got in trouble for messing up my hair after all the time it took to tame it. No, I didn’t want to be just a girl. I’d rather have been a boy. They had more fun and were actually allowed and sometimes even expected to get dirty.
So, in thinking I had to choose one or the other exclusively, I chose boy things every time.
Then you have Abby. She is definitely a girl. She is sweet and lovely. She has a grace to her that exudes feminine. I never would have dreamed that a girl, like that, could also be strong and not afraid to fight or get dirty, or even naked. Okay, maybe still a bit embarrassed at the naked, but when push comes to shove, does it anyway.
I want to go back to my pre-teen and teenage years and be just like Abby. She still has a bit of growing to do and she has no idea how to deal with guys, but she is wonderful, both girl and tomboy all at the same time. Who knew that was even do’able? She is the best of both worlds to my way of thinking.
Heck, add in the shape shifter thing and she is darn near perfect. What I wouldn’t have given to have that growing up! So, what did I learn from Abby? That it doesn’t matter what you think people expect or want you to be, you need to be exactly what and who you are. Girlie, boyish, tomboyish, or a mix of in between, it doesn’t matter as long as you are yourself. I wish I had known that growing up. I think I would be a more rounded individual now. I still don’t have any grace, and I still don’t mind getting dirty, but at least at this point, I do clean up all right when I have too. Admittedly, some days better than others.
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Sweet Sixteen is supposed to be a turning point in your life. The world is before you in all its glory, just waiting for you to reach out and grab it. Right? For Abigail Staton, no. Not so much. Not only does she suddenly lose her best friend due to a fight, but out of the blue her mother expects her to believe that the father, she has never met, is actually a werewolf. With that revelation, Abby is thrust into the world of two wolf clans who are not only fighting each other, but also fighting for Abby, one of the few females born to the shape-shifters. Her father is determined to pair Abby up with Derek, a very dominant and overwhelming shifter. Abby vehemently balks at this union to disastrous results. When war is declared between the two clans, Abby has to decide what side she is actually on.