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Several factors went into writing Like a Girl. My thoughts started rolling after taking my dog for a walk and seeing a young boy and girl playing in the local schoolyard. They told me they were best friends and I couldn’t help remembering when I was young and had a boy as my best friend. His name was Gordy. We climbed trees, ran wild, and yes, even played football together. I don’t remember thinking I was any different than he was.
Childhood eventually comes to an end and the differences in boys and girls is no longer only biological. We are patterned to behave like a boy or like a girl. Boys are not cheerleaders and girls are not football players.
WAIT RIGHT THERE!
Boys are cheerleaders. So, what about girls?
I took the idea for a story about the first female kicker in pro football to my husband the football fanatic. “No,” he said. “It will never happen.”
I didn’t give up. “But what if she’s a kicker?”
“Hmm. The NFL needs good kickers but I don’t know about a woman.”
Have I ever mentioned how tenacious I am? “They’re the worst team in the NFL and they need a kicker.”
He frowns. “You know kickers aren’t well liked in football.”
“Then she’ll fit right in because the players will hate her.”
“Sounds like you’ve already written the book.”
And… Like a Girl was born. I don’t mind breaking the rules because against all odds, in real life, I graduated from the police academy at the age of 45. I also loved playing football with the boys when I was young. I remember when they no longer wanted to play with me and the heartbreak I felt at realizing I had no chance at a career in football.
Like a Girl is a cross between When Harry Met Sally and Jerry Maguire. It’s humorous, smexy, and a world of fun. I’m not asking you to suspend belief. I’m asking… what if?
PS. My husband has come around in regards to Like a Girl. He says it will be my best-selling book of all time. His suggestions made this book the best it could be. I love this man because he thinks there is nothing I can’t do.