Jessica Brody Guest Blog – My Life Undecided

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Today we’re excited to share with you a guest blog, from author Jessica Brody. Jessica’s new book, My Life Undecided, is out to buy this week, and here we get to hear from the main character, Brooklyn…

Okay, here’s the deal. My name is Brooklyn Pierce, I’m fifteen years old, and I am decisionally challenged. Seriously. Decisions…so not my forte. Don’t believe me? Well, there’s a whole book about my life that’s being released this month that pretty much sums it all up.

It’s called MY LIFE UNDECIDED. It’s written by Jessica Brody and basically it tells the story of how (and why) I started this blog called MyLifeUndecided.com, on which I posted every decision I came across and let my blog readers vote on what I should do. That’s right. I completely threw in the towel and let others choose how I lived my life.

Sound funny? Well, it kind of is. I mean, now that I can look back on it and all. At the time however, it wasn’t quite so funny. At least not to me. After all, it’s my crazy, screwed-up life we’re talking about here.
But anyway, the nice people over at BookBabblers asked if I’d do a guest blog. And since I’m pretty much a blog pro now, I agreed. So here I am. Now the question is, what do I talk about?

Well, I decided (yes, I’m capable of making a decision on my own from time to time) that since the theme of the day (and this book) is decisions, I would post the top five worst decisions of my life…thus far.
You know, just to give you a little taste of what I’m dealing with here on a daily basis. So here it goes:

Brooklyn Pierce’s Top 5 Worst Decisions of All Time:

5) The time I decided to be friends with a girl named Shayne Kingsley. You know all those movies you see about high school and there’s always this one über-gorgeous, popular girl who rules the school and treats like everyone like crap? Well, put all of those girls together and you get the one and only Shayne Kingsley. Also known as my BFF. And you know that phrase they use, “With friends like that, who needs enemies?” Well, that pretty much sums up my relationship with Shayne.

4) The time I decided to take a nap in the convalescent home where I was serving my court-ordered community service hours for decision number 1 (keep reading.) Let’s just say, it didn’t go over too well with my supervisor and my punishment…well, actually, I’d rather not repeat it. It’s pretty disgusting. Plus, it’s already included in the book and I think one written account of this revolting occurrence is plenty. So I’ll just say, “See Book For More Detail.”

3) The time I decided to accept money in exchange for drinking Windex. But just to clarify here, I was eight. This wasn’t like last week or anything. But alas, there I was, eight years old. And that stupid kid who had just moved in down the street dared me to drink from the Windex bottle…in exchange for five bucks. Yeah, you read that right. FIVE. Not a hundred. Or fifty. Or even ten. Just five. You can barely even buy a happy meal for that anymore. But being the decisionally challenged pre-adolescent that I was, I accepted. And it ended in a trip to the emergency room. (FYI, video evidence of this terrible decision can be seen in the book trailer for MY LIFE UNDECIDED which has been pasted below.)

2) The time I decided it would be a good idea to chase a lizard off a hiking trail and found myself stuck at the bottom of an abandoned mine shaft for two whole days. I was two years old at the time and forever immortalized as “Baby Brooklyn: The Little Girl Who Fell Down the Mine Shaft.” Yes, it was all over the news. Quite the story, I’m told. Not that I remember it. So sadly, my number two worst decision of all time is something I have no recollection of. But I can always turn to the trusty Wikipedia if I ever want a reminder.
And my number one worst decision of all time is…(drum roll please)…

1) The time I let Shayne Kingsley talk me into throwing a party in a model home of my mother’s real estate development…while my parents were out of town. Wait, it gets worse. There was a fire. The police showed up (and the news outlets), I ended up in handcuffs, and that brings us right to chapter one of the book (also known as the horribly accurate and embarrassingly true account of my fifteenth year of life.)

I’d tell you more, but that would be beside the point. It’s already all written out and published in a nice, pretty hardcover edition. With a book jacket and everything. So if you want to know more about my fascinating undecided life, I guess you’ll have to read the book. And yes, that’s me on the cover. In case you were wondering. Just for the record, I asked them not to include my photo. You know, for obvious reasons of “anonymity,” but did they listen? Of course not. When do grown-ups ever listen to the desperate pleas of teenagers? And am I receiving any royalties for having my story told to millions? Nope. Not a penny. Which is pretty unfair if you ask me. I mean, I selflessly divulge all these personal and private details of my life (including an embarrassing choking episode and a rather intimate kissing scene) and the author gets all the glory? Yeah, I’m definitely going to have to talk to someone about that.

Thanks, Jessica! Tempted you to want to know more? We have the book trailer here, and you can buy the book from our links and shop now…

 

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