Monday, December 9, 2013
Guest Post/Interview with Rachel of Dirt Diary by Anna Staniszewski
Anna: Hey, Rachel. Well, this is kind of weird. I’m not used to talking to you when other people are around. Mostly it’s just in my head. Rachel: Um, yeah. Hi. Not to be totally rude or anything but I have some brownies in the oven, so can we speed this up? Anna: Okay, let’s get right to the point. Your life is full of embarrassing moments. Can you share your worst ones with us? Rachel: What? I’m not going to tell complete strangers about things like that! Anna: Come on. I’m sure you have a good story about Steve Mueller. Ever since you’ve had a crush on him, you freeze up whenever he’s around. Rachel: Oh my goldfish, who told you I have a crush on him? Well, it’s not true. He’s just…I mean, he’s gorgeous, but he doesn’t even know I exist. Anna: That’s not entirely true. Didn’t he ask you to spy on his girlfriend? Rachel: Will you stop telling everyone my secrets? Ugh, fine. Yes, he asked me to poke around Briana’s room while I’m there with my mom’s cleaning service. I know spying on someone sounds bad, but you don’t how horrible Briana is. She goes out of her way to make my life a living hell, so if she’s cheating on Steve then doesn’t he have a right to know? Anna: Well... Rachel: Holy fried bananas, are you defending Briana? You’re the one who created her. You know how evil she is. Anna: Sorry, I guess it wasn’t fair to unleash a harpy like that on you, but spying on her is— Rachel: I know it’s not the most moral thing, but you don’t know how desperate I am. If I find any secrets on Briana then Steve will pay me for them, and if I can save up enough money then I can pay back the cash I stole from my college fund before my mom finds out. Oh no! My mom isn’t going to read this, is she? Anna: No, your secret is safe with us. So, is there any other dirt you want to share? Rachel: No way! Besides, I think I smell my brownies burning. Can you do me a favor, though? In the next book, can you make my life a little less mortifying? Anna: Sorry, kiddo. You’re stuck with me for two more embarrassment-filled books!