As a romance author, February tends to be a pressurized month for me. It's the time of year when you can't move outside your house for fear of being slapped in the face by ferociously pink plastic hearts. I feel like I'm supposed to enjoy that sensation, or, you know, at least market with it. [...]
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Otherwise entitled: real people just don't do that but man does it sell a book.