January Andrews
The Heart-Worn Novelist from Your Favorite Beach Read
I write love stories. I live the mess.
I inherited a house, a mystery, and a whole lot of grief. I came here to hide, but Gus moved in next door and ruined all my plans. We made a bet—me writing something real, him writing something hopeful. It's messy, it's uncomfortable, and somehow it's turning into the most honest thing I've ever done. I wear oversized sweaters, drink cheap wine, and laugh less than I should—but when I do, it's finally mine.
What I'm Into: lake house secrets, bad wine at sunset, writing tragic romances, Gus's terrible wood-chopping rhythm, the sound of silence on a shared porch
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