My F***-It Book: She Had Cancer and Still Gets a Holiday Steamy Rom-Com

Writers talk a lot about the “Book of My Heart”: the story that feels deeply personal, the one you carry close.

But there’s another book, too.

The F***-It Book.

The book where you stop worrying about what’s expected, or tidy, or “on-brand.”

The book where you choose joy anyway.

Or choose whatever you need to write because you’re ready to.

Sometimes the F***-It Book and the Book of My Heart are the same book.

Sometimes they overlap.

Sometimes they’re cousins who share snacks and chaos energy.

I don’t know the exact category here.

But I know Nice Guys Don't Kiss Like That At Christmas is my F***-It Book.

The one where I say:

Yes, she had cancer.

Yes, she gets the holiday steamy rom-com.

Yes, this is still allowed to be fun and tender and ridiculous and warm.

Nice Guys Don’t Kiss Like That at Christmas is that book for me.

And today, I want to tell you why.

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