WELCOME TO THE SORRY-NOT-SORRY SERIES
Post-it notes. Spectacular implosions. Women who refuse to stay on the floor.
Here's the thing about a Post-it note. It's three inches by three inches. It costs a fraction of a cent. It's the paper you use to remind yourself to buy milk or call the dentist. It is not the paper you use to end a marriage, fire a veteran, or deliver the kind of news that splits a life into before and after.
And yet.
The Sorry-Not-Sorry series is about women who receive that kind of news on that kind of paper — from men who couldn't be bothered to say it to their faces. Husbands who pack a suitcase before breakfast and leave five words on the kitchen counter. Bosses who hide behind smoked glass and make someone else read the talking points. The men are different. The cowardice is the same. And the women? The women are magnificent.
Not right away. First, they eat Oreos on the kitchen floor. They cry in parking garages. They narrate their own disasters in their anchor voices because humor is the last thing standing when everything else has collapsed. They are messy and furious and heartbroken and very, very funny.
And then they get up.
Each book in the series is a standalone novel. You can read them in any order. But the women share something deeper than a plot — they share the experience of being underestimated, dismissed, and left behind, and the slow, stubborn, sometimes accidental discovery that the life nobody planned might be the one worth living.
This book includes a fifty-three-year-old woman eating Oreos on a kitchen floor, a husband who drained every account and fled to Belize with a woman named Tiffani, a Post-it note on the fridge that says "Sorry. I couldn't help myself," sixty days until foreclosure, a resumé that mentions crisis management involving lice and a live frog, a biological father who appears on the porch with a saxophone and a duffel bag, a best friend who categorizes wine by emotional crisis, a community college computer instructor with distractingly good forearms, a social media video posted with spinach in her teeth, a kiss next to a dumpster, a ficus that refuses to thrive or die, the most savage act of personal branding in human history, and the stubborn discovery that twenty-five years of running a household might actually be a marketable skill.
This book includes a veteran news anchor fired by Post-it note while a man hides behind smoked glass, a woman named Brinley with a podcast called Mindful Journalism, a second Post-it note from a husband who packed his suitcase before breakfast, a twenty-three-year-old girl in sneakers with no socks who has the courage to ring the doorbell, a seventy-two-year-old mother with a pottery wheel and zero filter, a childhood neighbor who waited on the other side of a leaning fence, a weatherman who speaks entirely in forecasts, a garbage bag used as a suitcase, a column about Post-it notes that goes viral, a pregnant woman who wasn't planning on any of this, a kitchen table where toast is the protocol for news that changes everything, and six words on a yellow square that reclaim the cheapest paper in the world.
WHAT CONNECTS THEM
A Post-it note. A betrayal delivered on the cheapest paper available by someone who couldn't face the conversation. And the discovery — messy, hilarious, hard-won — that the woman left holding the note is stronger than anyone gave her credit for. Including herself.
The books are standalone. The women are connected. And their stories are just getting started.
COMING SOON
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