Plot twist: My debut isn't actually the first book I wrote.

Let me explain. Back in 2020, while everyone was perfecting their triple chocolate banana bread and making home brewed wild blueberry apple cider, I was writing erotica about a nun. (Stay with me here.) "Nun on the Run" started as a steamy short story, but I kept giggling so hard while writing it that it morphed into a full romcom by 2022. Because apparently, I can't take anything seriously, including my own smut.

Then "Cowboy Moon" galloped into my brain that same year, demanding its own first draft. I was basically a one-person romance factory, powered entirely by triple shot espressos and double certified delusions.

But then—THEN—YouTube's algorithm blessed/cursed me with a video about grizzly bear watching expeditions in Alaska. And like any totally normal person, I thought: "You know what this needs? Sexual tension and a man who could probably wrestle said bear."

Thus, "Grizzly Bear Girlboss" shouldered her way past my other manuscripts and claimed the debut spot. She's launching November 11th.

After years of my mom asking "when can I read your book?" (never, mother, NEVER), I'm actually excited for people who aren't contractually obligated to love me to read this thing.

So mark your calendars. Grizzly Bear Girlboss: Coming to maul your reading list very soon.