Jill Shalvis Icon

I realize we’ve had our differences but you were due this week and I believe it’s time to put all that behind us. I know we both said some things but hey, creating is a painful process, right? How about this. I promise to stop cursing you. I also promise to stop threatening to throw you out the third floor window. And in return, maybe you could promise to behave, and give joy to my readers.

In the meantime, I hope this letter finds you well in the hands of my lovely editor. And it’s funny, but now that you’re gone, I actually, kind of, sort of miss you.

But if you could stay gone, that would be great.

Signed,
Jill