I don't know about you guys but I cannot WAIT to have this book be made into the show! The book was obviously AH-MAZ-ING and the show is going to bring it tiny so many other peoples homes that I hope they all go and buy the book!
This was a memoir that as totally not written like one. I fell into the story and it felt more like sitting dow for a chat and getting lost in the memories we can all kind of relate to. We have all had (or most of us have had) THAT ex. The one you can totally write a book about.
This is that book.
This book had me in stitches. I haven't laughed this hard in a long time and I loved eery second of it. You totally don't feel like you are reading a memoir while you re reading it. Its a novel and it is fantastic.
Att he end fo the day this is a romance with yummy sex and a great story. Perfect for a girls night in reading!
Synopsis:
NETFLIX NEWS! The 44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN series is being adapted into a steamy Netflix dramedy series called SEX/LIFE, coming soon!
Now a Top 100 Amazon Bestseller and winner of the After Dark Book Lovers Shortie Award for Best Debut of 2016.
School psychologists aren’t supposed to write books about sex. Doing so would be considered “unethical” and “a fireable offense.” Lucky for you, ethics was never my strong suit.
After spending years trying to spice up my sex life, I gave up and took to my journal. Perhaps my gorgeous, cold, number crunching husband simply wasn’t capable of the kind of passion I’d come to expect. After all, my ex-boyfriends—a tattoo artist turned U.S. Marine turned motorcycle club outlaw, a baby-faced punk rocker out on parole, and a heavy-metal bass player—were every bit as tattooed and testosterone-fueled as the leading men in my favorite romance novels. If I couldn’t have that kind of passion again in real life, I could at least write about it. Right? Nobody had to know. It would be my little secret.
Well, guess what? My husband read that shit.
And guess what else? He upped his fucking game.
Drunk with power and under the dubious advisement of my best friend and colleague, I began testing the limits—crafting journal entries specifically designed to manipulate Ken’s behavior. For the most part, he responded beautifully … except when he didn’t.
