Lottie Biggs is (Not) Mad

My name is Lottie Biggs and in three weeks time, I will be fifteen years old. At school, most people call me Lottie Not-Very-Biggs. I've never found this particularly funny . . . My current hair colour is Melody Deep Plum which is not as nice as Melody Forest Flame but definitely better than the dodgy custard colour I tried last week . . . And this is my book - it's about important things like boys and shoes and polo-neck knickers and rescuing giraffes and NOT fancying Gareth Stingecombe (even though he has manly thighs) and hanging-out with your best friend having A BLATANTLY FUNNY TIME. It is definitely not about sitting in wardrobes or having a mental disturbance of any kind! Painfully honest and laugh-so-hard-you-forget-to-breathe funny. The wit of Louise Rennison with the depth of Jacqueline Wilson.

Hayley Long lives in Norwich with her husband and a rabbit called Irma. Sometimes she is an English teacher, and the rest of the time she writes novels. They're the sort of novels which will make you laugh a bit and then make you feel sad a bit and then make you laugh again. Sort of like this: hahahaBOOHOOhahaha. Hayley also likes biscuits.