Guest Post: Trilina Pucci
Today we are thrilled to welcome author Trilina Pucci to the blog to tell us about the most outrageous thing she’s ever done for love. Trilina is an author whose work has been considered the love child of Pretty Little Liars and Cruel Intentions. Her next book, Vicious Little Snakes, releases March 25, 2021.
Take a look at Trilia’s guest post. It’s a doozie of a relationship origin story and I think you’ll enjoy it!
What’s the Most Outrageous Thing You’ve Ever Done for Love?
“When I was presented with the question “What’s the most outrageous thing you’ve ever done for love?” from my friends at Book+Main, my mind started to race toward a million stories of me in my twenties. But surprisingly, it took a hard right to my forties, only to detour again toward my thirties. That’s when I realized two things: A) I’m super comfortable embarrassing myself because subtlety is not my friend. And B) “What’s outrageous when it comes to love?”
It’s love — by definition, it requires bold acts and wild proclamations, and I’ve done that and then some.
Some of the more colorful anecdotes I’ve used in books and others are too fucking embarrassing and should die where I left them. But I regret none. Because it was all in of the name of the sweet, sweet, sometimes unattainable feeling of love. People fight wars over love — duh, Brad Pitt in Troy was only there for the girl. And Romeo, well, we all know how that ended (Not good. Spoiler: everyone dies, hence the tragedy.)
But regardless, love in its definition requires outrageous acts, and while I’m not on the war or poison level, I have done my fair share of dumb shit, hoping like hell that the boy who I have hearts in my eyes for will get struck with that dang arrow.
Example number one, and truly the most embarrassing, is that I stalked my husband. It’s okay, you heard that right. But it wasn’t like get a restraining order stalking; it was more like, why is that weird girl walking past my office again pretending to eat lunch for the third time today, kind of stalking? And the answer was because I was obsessed with Anthony Pucci and clearly had only matured to about a thirteen-year-old dating level. (In hindsight, this must be why I write these dang coming-of-age stories.)
I digress. Where was I? Oh yeah — stalking. Yeah, I did. Every day I had multiple lunches just so I could walk past his office in the hopes that he’d see me eating a croissant and fall madly in love because who doesn’t love that? I also got to work an hour early for six months just to try and “accidentally” run into him. It only worked once, and he asked me what time it was — I died, lost all ability to speak, gave him the wrong time because I was the idiot that suddenly forgot how to read a watch. Yeah. It’s okay to cringe with me.
“It’s love—by definition, it requires bold acts and wild proclamations, and I’ve done that and then some.”
After about two months of that, I had to get it together. It was time for better recon. So I gathered spies. Obviously. I wasn’t running some kind of crackerjack mission. My eyes were set on this beautiful man, and I was catching my fish. However, there was a slight issue when I found out he had a girlfriend. I was simultaneously relieved and horrified. Why relieved, you may ask? Because I’d been flirting my ass off with croissants and swaying hips for a month to no avail. So at least my game wasn’t the issue. It was that he was respectful, committed, and faithful — Jesus, he was made for me. So, I took the logical next step and bought a voodoo doll. Now here’s the thing, there’s only so much you can learn from the movie The Craft, and since she didn’t have supernatural powers for me to bind, and I was too scared to buy a chicken for some feathers, I was forced to just wish them to break up every damn day.
It’s like my prayer was heard because they did, in fact, break up — don’t be too sad for her. She’s married with kids now. (I made that part up because I don’t know where she is or what she does. Who cares? I was too busy hoping she’d get amnesia like that girl in the movie with Channing Tatum and never remember Anthony again.)
Anyhoo, after a respectable amount of time (three days), I pestered and pestered a mutual friend to give Anthony my number. And he called.
We moved in a month later. Married eight months after we met. Our first kid not soon after.
So, all in all, I think the most outrageous thing I ever did was jump before thinking. No regrets, no second-guessing. I knew he was it, and seventeen years later, not only do I love him, I really fucking like him too.
Vicious Little Snakes
A Hillcrest Prep Novel
Release Date: March 25, 2021
Caroline Whitmore is cunning, inconsiderate, and ruthless.
Despite that, I can’t recall a day when I haven’t thought about her at least once.
On paper, we’re a perfect match—Only on paper.
In real life, we’re a disaster.
She hates me. Hates the way I dress—everything I say.
My basic existence.
But what I hate is more complicated.
Because I’m a moth to a gorgeous, petite, brunette flame.
I hate that I still remember what she wore the day we sat together in sixth grade.
And that I would move mountains for her smile.
I hate every guy that gets too close.
And that one of them gets to stay.
I hate that I want her so bad that I used my best friend to make her jealous.
But most of all, I hate that Caroline Whitmore is the one that got away.
Trilina Pucci is a USA Today Bestselling Author who loves cupcakes and bourbon. When she isn’t writing steamy love stories, she can be found devouring Netflix with her husband, Anthony, and their three kiddos. Pucci’s journey into writing started impulsively. She wanted to check off a box on her bucket list, but what began as wish-fulfillment has become incredibly fulfilling. Now she can’t see her life without her characters, her readers, and this community.
She currently resides in California and refuses to ever leave.
Visit Trilina’s website to learn more: https://www.trilinapucci.com/
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