My first job (aside from babysitting, which I pretty much sucked at back then) was less than fabulous for sure. Heather
My first job (aside from babysitting, which I pretty much sucked at back then) was less than fabulous for sure. 








Pujols is all the rage in St. Louis, which was very obvious when we visited there last weekend. The Cardinals, who won the 2006 World Champions, just got a brand new stadium last year. Even for a non-sport lover like me, I had to admit, the stadium is gorgeous!

I know that Pujols plays first base and is really good, but if you are looking for stats, you're here on the wrong day. Seriously though, how cool would it be to play your favorite game and get paid for it? I bet it's almost as good as getting paid to make up stories.
Pujols doing a little OJ humor before practice. Sorry, I couldn't resist. He's hot though, right? That is what I am slowly starting to appreciate about sports. Even though I may not have a clue what is going on, the scenery ain't all bad! And if your significant other is always hogging the remote watching sports and you can't ever agree on a movie, I have a suggestion, try Fever Pitch. It really is an adorable movie that appeals to baseball lovers & lovers of chick flicks!

From dominating on the soccer fields, to being a wonderful father, or a really sexy husband, David Beckham & his beautiful family is truly a welcome addition to the incestous Hollywood circle. David and Victoria's new dual fragrance "Intimately Beckham's" new ad campaign is hot, hot, HOT.

And even though they were hit with a major nanny-gate scandal a few years ago, they seem to have recovered nicely. David and Victoria always seem to be completely in love and totally crazy about their adorable kids.

Welcome to LA!
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Dona Sarkar-Mishra
HOW TO SALSA IN A SARI - January 2008 from Harlequin's Kimani Tru
Even if you don't watch baseball, you may have heard of the Japanese outfielder sensation on the Seattle Mariners. He's so fun to watch.








Here I am on Wednesday with YA Uber Goddess Nic Burnham at the charity booksigning. Nic is so sweet and a great writer. She serves on the National RWA board and just kicks butt in general.
Here's a picture with my good friend and mentor Pat White. She's like a big sister to me. I look a little scared in the picture because I'm trying hard not to mess up my smile. I'm always the girl blinking or talking in photos, people. This shot took some work.
Saturday... had a dinner meeting with my "wonder"ful agent. He'd been surrounded by Buzz Girls since the moment he landed -- heaven help him! -- but he took it all in stride. Maybe he's our honorary Buzz Boy?
I captured this next photo late in the evening -- the adorable Mari Mancusi trying to snag YA author Caridad Ferrer's Rita for Best Contemporary Romance.



The Queen of Teen Fiction: Caridad "Barb" Ferrer
Me & Tina. She's doing that weird thing with her arm so you don't see her glass of wine. Busted, Tina.

Dallas was the bomb but San Fran is going to ROCK! :)
xo,
Steph
Here is me (steph) with my fabulous editor, Cindy Hwang. I stick these in because I can and none of the buzz girls can stop me! (insert evil giggle here).



Marley got sloshed and tried to jump into the gorgeous hotel water fountain. Tera sacrificed herself to save her cuz that's how the buzz girls buzz. :) See ya tomorrow!
Marley started out with a glass of pinot grigio.
Cheesed it with Tera & Simone.
The Buzz Girls wore Marley out so she's in for the night, chillin in her cowboy hat, reading her free Meg Cabot book. Could there be four more beautiful words? FREE MEG CABOT BOOKS! Unfortunately, she's not here this year, probably because she knew Marley couldn't come either. Good night, Marley, we miss you!

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Marley's off to the Chick Lit party now! See ya tomorrow!
xo,
Steph~













After the parade was the football game. Most years our school was paired with a local rival who would always slaughter us. Once again, I would strut my stuff out on the football field with my clarinet. We would wear these giant yellow mums on our uniforms that had tiny gold footballs stuck in them. None of the girls ever cared about the game so we would spend most of the time gossiping about our outfits/dates/other people's dates for the dance.
On homecoming my freshman year, a friend ran home with me to change out of my band uniform. They were these awful black wool uniforms with tacky cumberbunds and ruffles and I wanted back in my fashionable civilian clothes. I didn't want to chance seeing my crush in my band uniform. So we ran back to my house where I already had all my clothes laying out on the bed.
My mom rushed me to the hospital where I think they gave me a shot of something in a butt cheek. I just knew there was no way I could fit into my new homecoming slacks. I was devastated. It was my first grown up dance and I was going to have to miss it because of some freak wool allergy. I was seriously bummed.
My mom said all the right things like this wouldn't be the only dance this year, my crush would spend the whole night wondering where I was, eventually my legs would fit back in pants, etc. But it didn't matter. Life as I knew it was over. I was going to miss my first homecoming dance.
This is us with our guy friend, Chad. I'm the one squatting with my arm on his knee. Those legs are normal sized, right? YA Authors from Berkley JAM, Flux, Dutton, Puffin, Delacorte, HarperCollins, Harlequin Kimani-Tru, and Houghton Mifflin discuss writing, promotion, and of course, hot guys...