At some point last year, I decided that I should write a book.  I’m not entirely sure why I thought this would be a good idea.  But, because I am both naive and full of myself, I started writing it.

And kept writing it.

And when I finished it, I was pretty pleased with how it turned out.

It’s called #$@%ing Read Me!

It’s a novella, really. 

The Old Man and the Sea is also a novella.  But mine has few to no appearances by giant marlins.

Basically my novella is a romantic comedy… about cancer.

It’s that old “Boy meets girl.  Boy gets girl.  Girl gets life-threatening disease.  Boy tries to make it better.   Boy screws up A LOT” story.

You know the one?

And you can – and SHOULD – buy it!

It is available from as a paperback and as a downloadable .pdf.

Here are the first twenty pages as a teaser.

If you don’t believe me that you should buy it, check out what some  brilliant bloggers had to say:



Alexa  (cleveland’s a plum)

Essentially Me