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Louise Rennison

Biography

Louise Rennison

Louise Rennison lives in Brighton, the San Francisco of England (apart from the sun, Americans, the Golden Gate Bridge, and earthquakes). Although she lives in Brighton in reality, in her mind she lives somewhere exotic with a manservant called Juan. This is because she lost her mind after ANGUS, THONGS AND FULL-FRONTAL SNOGGING catapulted her into the spotlight of fame.

Louise based several episodes in the books on her own childhood in Leeds, where she was bought up in a three-bedroomed council house with her mum, dad, grandparents, aunt, uncle and cousin. And characters such as Elvis the school-caretaker, Wet Lindsey, Herr Kaymer the German teacher and Angus himself are not entirely fictional!


 

Books by Louise Rennison

by Louise Rennison - Fiction, Humor, Young Adult 13+

Tallulah has to keep her eyes on the prize if she’s going to help raise enough money to keep her school, Dother Hall, from closing --- even if the boys of Woolfe Academy are lingering about doing confusing boy things. Will Tallulah be able to ace her performance in this terms project?

by Louise Rennison - Fiction

For Georgia, the more things change, the more they stay the same. Just when she thought she was the official one-and-only girlfriend of Masimo, he's walked off into the night with the full hump, leaving Georgia all aloney on her owney --- again. All because Dave the Laugh tried to do fisticuffs at dawn with him! 
 
Two boys fighting over Georgia? It's almost as romantic asRomeo and Juliet…though perhaps a touch less tragic.
 
It's time for Georgia to get to the bottom (oo-er) of this Dave the Laugh spontaneous puckering business once and for all. It's like they always say: If you snog a mate in the forest of red bottomosity and no one is around to see it, is he still a mate? Or is he something more?

by Louise Rennison - Fiction

Three maybe-boyfriends is a lot for any girl to handle --- red-bottomed or not. Robbie the Sex God is back from Kiwi-a-gogo land wanting to "get coffee", Masimo the Luuurve God says things like "Ciao, Georgia, see you later" and her mate Dave the Laugh snogs her in a pond. It's enough to make any girl mad. Now that she has tearfully eschewed Robbie the Sex God with a firm hand, Georgia is left with two potential snoggees to choose from, and it's high time she left the cakeshop of love for good. This time with a gorgey Italian cakey. Or a nip-libbling Dave the Tart. But certainly not both. Maybe.