by Jillian Dodd
Contents
Title
Copyright
Books by Jillian
Note from Jillian
The Original Version
Character Profiles
Twisted Dreams Music
Deleted Scenes
The Scripts
Moon Boy
The Lie List
The Music
The Clothes
The Audio Books
Aiden's Point of View
Vincent's Point of View
Books by Jillian
About the Author
Copyright 2016 by Jillian Dodd
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, distributed, stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, without express permission of the author.
This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Jillian Dodd Inc.
N. Redington Beach, FL
ISBN: 978-1-940652-80-1
BOOKS BY JILLIAN DODD
The USA TODAY bestselling series,
The Keatyn Chronicles®
Stalk Me
Kiss Me
Date Me
Love Me
Adore Me
Hate Me
Get Me
Hollywood Love Series
(A Keatyn Chronicles Spin off)
Fame
Power
Money
Sex
Love
That Boy Series
That Boy
That Wedding
That Baby
The Love Series
Vegas Love
Broken Love
Spy Girl Series
The Prince
The Eagle
The Society
A NOTE FROM JILLIAN
Keatyn Unscripted is is a behind-the-scenes look at the making of The Keatyn Chronicles series. Come live in Keatyn’s world a little longer and discover when and how Aiden learned Keatyn’s real identity in pivotal new scenes from his point of view. Get inside Vincent’s head to learn what started his obsession and read never before released scenes spanning the entire series. Read Jillian’s first version of the series and its alternate ending. You’ll also find a discussion of the original character profiles, deleted scenes, scripts, music, and clothing that were such an important part of the series and which held many clues as to which boy Keatyn would ultimately choose.
If you haven’t read The Keatyn Chronicles series, please do so before reading this as it definitely contains series spoilers.
If you aren’t part of the KC Addicts Facebook group, you should come join us! Just click here.
You’ll want to use your table of contents to navigate through this book as many of the sections are very long.
A detailed description of what the book includes:
Character Profiles: The building blocks of the series. The characters are what readers fell in love with, and you’ll get to read Jillian’s earliest thoughts about them.
Twisted Dreams Music: How the songs in the series were written, the lyrics, and the story behind the songs that were recorded.
Deleted Scenes: Read scenes that never made it into the books.
The Scripts: Study the scripts Keatyn wrote and discover the meaning in them.
Moon Boy: A discussion about the boy who would ultimately win Keatyn’s heart.
The Lie List: A list of the lies Keatyn tells throughout the series and who she tells them to.
The Music: An in-depth look at the playlists for the books and the reasons behind each song choice.
The Clothes: Jillian discusses Keatyn’s clothing choices in this section and how much fun she had creating Keatyn’s style.
Aiden’s Point of View: Discover when and how Aiden learned who Keatyn really was and why he didn’t confront her with his knowledge in pivotal new scenes.
Vincent’s Point of View: Ever wonder what was happening behind the scenes? What was going on in Vincent’s head? This section starts out with Vincent’s in-depth character profile, his backstory, and includes a retelling of the entire series for and between the scenes relating to Keatyn, Vincent, and Abby. This section includes numerous never before released scenes from Vincent’s point of view.
The Original Version: Read Jillian’s first draft of the series along with her comments and notes on what changed, what didn’t, and how the published version came about. You’ll see deleted scenes, character changes, and an alternate ending.
I hope you enjoy Keatyn Unscripted. It’s been a really fun project for me to work on, and it allowed me relive so many wonderful moments. I’m a little nervous about putting out my original version of the series, but I hope it’s a fun read for you. I’m going to leave you with my dedication for Get Me, which sums up the whole series, and is my wish for all of you. Thank you so much for reading my stories.
Love yourself.
Find control in your chaos.
Follow your heart.
And don’t be afraid to wish on the moon.
Jillian
THE ORIGINAL VERSION
So, I asked the readers in my Keatyn Chronicles Addicts Facebook group how they felt about me including this, and the responses varied between really wanting it, to being afraid it would ruin the KC series for them. So, I’m going to tell you about what this is, and you can decide for yourself if you’d like to skip this section. I thought it would be fun to include because so many of you have read this series multiple times. I hope you will enjoy seeing my first attempt at writing Keatyn and will see the big difference between this and what the story became.
What you will read is basically a brain-dump. It is me getting down everything I had in my head with no regard to plot. Writers have different ways of compiling stories—some plot out every detail before they write a word, others write with no idea of where the characters will take them. For the published Keatyn books, I did a combination of both. I let the story go wherever it wanted in this draft with no thought to plot. It was also during this exercise that my characters really came to life for me. I had already planned out their profiles, but they ended up being more than I planned. Some characters even surprised me during this time. For example, Dawson was supposed to be Riley’s older brother. I never expected him to become a love interest and had to go back and revise his character profile. Originally, both Peyton and Whitney were mean girls. But Peyton had been dating Dawson. And Peyton and Aiden were twins. Keatyn lost her virginity to Brooklyn (not Cush) the night before she left for boarding school. And she makes out with Riley in this version.
After I wrote this, I really felt like I had the makings of a great series and then went back, plotted each book, and realized I needed an overall story antagonist—not just some mean girls, but bigger stakes. That’s when I came up with the idea of the stalker. I realized that a girl like Keatyn couldn’t just go to boarding school because she wanted a fresh start. The first sign of trouble and she would have been, Screw it, I’m going to France, or wherever. I needed a reason to make her stay. Something to push her growth. She was starting to get there by understanding that she needed to change, but the stalker situation accelerated her growth. The Keatyn you meet in Stalk Me is completely self-absorbed, self-centered, and worried about what people think. But the thing I loved about her was she knew it
, and she didn’t want to be that girl. She loved her little sisters and her willingness to leave her family to keep the girls safe was a big sacrifice. And it had to be so scary for her. To leave everything she knew. Everyone she loved. In that moment alone, you saw a lot of growth.
In each book, my goal was to show growth in Keatyn. A lot of people questioned her growth due to her decisions regarding boys. I hope by the time you finished the series you realized that it wasn’t about the boys. It was about Keatyn as an individual. About loving herself. About becoming the kind of person she said she wanted to be back in Stalk Me. Did she screw up sometimes? Yes. She did. A lot. Because she is seventeen and learning about life and love the hard way—like we all do in real life. By the end of Get Me, Keatyn transformed into a young woman who knew what she wanted out of life and wasn’t afraid to go for it. And for me as a writer, that was very satisfying.
Read this at your own risk. And if you don’t think you’ll like it, please, skip it. Also, please note that this section is quite long. Over 143,000 words. In this you will also find an alternate ending for the series. But I think you will like it.
So, if you are still with me, I’ll remind you again that this is my original, unedited, very first draft. You’ll find elements in it from the entire series and see glimpses of what the story became. Most of this version takes place at Eastbrooke, and the beginning is much different. Really, the whole first book is not present in this version. Or the stalker. Okay, I’ll stop and let you read.
Please note that this isn’t edited, and it’s meant to be that way. It really is my first real draft. I should also note, if you are an aspiring author you may have heard the line Show. Don’t tell. Um, yeah. You will notice I didn’t follow that rule here, but thankfully changed that in the final versions. If you see a note in red, it’s from me now. (Probably because I’m dying of some kind of literary embarrassment.)
Before we start, your first laugh from this will be from the very wordy original blurb and title.
Push Me Over the Edge of the Love Cliff. (I’m really tempted not to let you read any further.)
Don’t make fun. I mean what would you call the story of your life when you’re just starting to live it?
Some titles I came up with and disregarded: (And, really, I did consider all of these as possible book titles.)
Leaving the love of my life to go to an East coast boarding school to become my own person.
How to have your four-eyed, debate team, goes-to-bed-at-9:30 band geek roommate dump YOU as a roommate.
How to survive multiple encounters with the God of All Hotties.
How to (or maybe, why you shouldn't) kiss four different boys in less than three days.
My sex life. (As in, I have a sex life!)
The psychic panty network.
A perfect four-leaf clover.
How to tutor a god.
How getting tagged in a Facebook photo kissing someone can cause all sorts of shit.
My boots aren't slutty, they're Gucci.
How not to fall in love with a player.
Sniffing markers when making football posters really doesn't get me high.
Forget that my parents are famous actors, this book is all about me.
The adorable nickname your little sisters call you sounds slutty when freshman boys say it.
True love leaves a mark.
Boots is the name of the monkey on Dora the Explorer.
How to carefully hone your high school reputation, haha, NOT!
Skinny soy chai latte no whip, and so on.
The point is, I came to boarding school to find myself, take control of my life, but uh, yeah, that's not working out so well... and the truth is, even I don’t know how this one will end, I’m still trying to figure it all out.
But I do know this. When I put my head on Aiden’s shoulder on the Ferris wheel, I felt like I’d died and gone to hottie heaven. Just saying.
The Keatyn Chronicles
Push Me Over the Edge of the Love Cliff
By Jillian Dodd
Wednesday, August 24th
A Bigger Picture of my World
So growing up with a famous mom is one thing. It’s another thing entirely when your mom is gorgeous, your step sisters are young and adorable, and you seem to be the ugly duckling. At least that’s how I felt the past few years, but I managed to make it through middle school relatively unscathed. I love my family. There’s my mom, Abby Johnston. Yeah, yeah, THAT Abby. America’s favorite romantic comedy actress.
And really now that you know who my mom is, you probably don’t need me to tell you about my stepdad, action film star, Tommy Stevens or their four year old triplets (Avery, Emery and Ivery) and 2 year old daughter (Gracelyn). They are all highly photographed as they travel around the world making movies. You don’t see me photographed with them very often. They try to let me live a normal life. I live most my life at our beach house in Malibu. My dad was a professional model/actor. He and my mom seemed majorly in love with each other and looked to be the perfect couple. Then when I was 9, his private plane crashed, killing him, and leaving me and my mom alone. Mom coped by throwing herself into making more movies, and I coped by spending time on an East Texas ranch with my dad’s parents.
It was on a visit to the ranch that started this whole journey for me. Last Christmas, Grandpa said, Keatyn, you need to start getting a bigger picture of your world. I wasn’t sure what he meant and told him that I have traveled the world since I was a kid. I have a picture of the world. But I misunderstood what he meant. He told me that every person has to strike out on their own, at some point. And at that point, they will begin the journey of becoming who they are going to be. Pretty deep for an old cowboy, huh?
And that conversation got me thinking about life and becoming my own person. Through a series of nightly front porch chats, we determined that I didn’t think I could become my own person in LA or Malibu. I loved those nights. We would sit on his front porch, rocking on rocking chairs, watching the sun go down, and drinking Grandma’s incredible lemonade. I don't think there’s a taste that I love anymore than Grandma’s lemonade. And Grandpa usually spikes his lemonade with a little Jack Daniel's and those nights, I got a little in mine too. I felt very grown up. At least I wasn’t sneaking it like I usually have to when Brooklyn and I feel like drinking. So we came up with the crazy idea of boarding school. Of me going to a school away from my family and starting my own life. Of not really telling anyone who I am. I want to see what I can become on my own. I want to make real friends. It seemed like a silly dream, but then the whole thing spiraled out of control slightly.
Grandpa loved my idea and fully backed me. So I started doing online searches of every boarding school on the east coast. It seemed to be the best place for me. Far away from the life I have. Grandma and Grandpa took me to visit my favorites and because my last name is pretty basic, (it’s Douglas) no one knew, or even cared, what movie my mom last did, or whether or not my step dad was sleeping with the nanny. He’s not, btw, she’s uh well, she has a gf and I’m pretty sure, a huge crush on my mom. I managed to get accepted to my first choice based on my grades, test scores, my skill at foreign languages, and that fact that I’m a pretty decent soccer player. And my mom and step dad were cool with it. Taking care of the little kids and shooting movies all over the world keeps them busy. And they are glad I’m growing up some. I also think that they won’t have to worry that I am rotting away in Malibu, reading poetry and surfing when I’m not at school. (Are you bored yet? This is the classic backstory dump mistake many authors make. Instead, I let you live all this and more in Stalk Me.)
So I decided if I was going to revamp my life, start on my own journey, that it was maybe time I cared a little more about what I looked like. Not that I look THAT bad, but I just never really cared all that much. I was pretty skinny most of my life, but then in fifth grade, I got kinda chunky. I was that way for about a year, and then all of a sudden, I grew like a weed, as Gra
ndpa would say. Now, I’m 5 foot 9 inches. My body is tan, and I’m in good shape from a combination of me and Brooklyn’s daily surfing, kickboxing lessons with my step dad, and soccer practices. Brooklyn lives just down the beach from me and has been my best friend for the past three years. I told mom I wanted to look a little more, um, polished, I guess is the word, when I started school, so she totally pampered me. I got polished, scrubbed, and massaged, from head to toe. My hair is naturally a dark blonde, but in the summer, the salt water and sun make all the light blonde highlights come out, so my long hair just got trimmed up. I got lessons on how to apply makeup and how to fix my hair. My braces came off, my teeth got whitened, and my glasses were replaced with contacts. She even let me get cool ones that let me change the color of my eyes from a piercing turquoise blue to a bright emerald green. But usually I wear the clear ones. My eyes are naturally a kind of a bright purplish blue, and they are an exact replica of my dad’s. And I don’t know, it’s like seeing them, helps me feel like he’s still kinda with me, you know? Then she took me shopping. Well, she and her stylist, Kym, took me shopping. And that was a whole lot of fun. I never cared that much about clothes before. As long as I had a swimsuit and a wetsuit to surf in, I was pretty happy.
And although Brooklyn wants to be a professional surfer someday and does a lot of competitions and stuff, I just like to go out there. I love the way the waves feel under my board, the sun shinning on my head, and how I feel both confident and scared to death, simultaneously, as I ride a wave back into shore. Brooklyn is, well, he’s my best friend, and this summer, has been my sorta boyfriend. We spend all our free time together, and I’m really going to miss him. It’s not like he’s asked me out or anything, but we’ve spent a lot of nights on the beach together, and we’ve done some stuff.