Annabel Monaghan

The bestselling author of Same Time Next Summer is back with the heartwarming and hilarious story of an executive who needs a killer song for her rom com script, and the pretentious, irresistible cinematographer who might just make sparks leap off the page.

The romantic and hilarious story of a professional organizer whose life is a mess, and the summer she gets unstuck with the help of someone unexpected from her past, by the bestselling author of Nora Goes Off Script.

Sam’s life is on track. She has the perfect doctor fiancé, Jack (his strict routines are a good thing, really), a great job in Manhattan (unless they fire her), and is about to tour a wedding venue near her family’s Long Island beach house....

Nora Hamilton knows the formula for love better than anyone. As a romance channel screenwriter, it’s her job. But when her too-good-to work husband leaves her and their two kids, Nora turns her marriage’s collapse into cash and writes the best script of her life.

Farrah "Digit" Higgins may be going to MIT in the fall, but this L.A. high school genius has left her geek self behind in another school district so she can blend in with the popular crowd at Santa Monica High....

To say eighteen-year-old Farrah Higgins—or Digit—is good at math is a laughable understatement....

Jane Jackson knows that true love is a lie. Laughter is the only truth: and having spent her adolescence as the barbecue-sauce-in-her-braces punchline on America's fifth-favourite sitcom, she's still trying to shake off that role.

Sam's life is on track. She has the perfect doctor fiancé, a stable job in Manhattan, and is about to tour a wedding venue near her family's Long Island beach house....

Nora Hamilton knows the formula for love better than anyone. As a romance channel screenwriter, it's her job. But when her too-good-to-work husband leaves her and their two kids, Nora turns her marriage's collapse into cash and writes the best script of her life....

There aren’t enough labeled glass containers to contain the mess that is Ali Morris’s life. Her mum died two years ago, then her husband left, and she hasn’t worn pants with a zipper in longer than she cares to remember. She’s a professional organiser whose pantry is a disgrace.