
| Genre | Pages | Spice | Rating |
| Contemporary RomCom | 336 | I don’t remember | 4.5 stars |
Review
Deep breath in… push it out.
Some books cling to you long after the last page. This one? It’s not just clinging—it’s etched into me.
On the surface, Things I Wrote About is a witty, delightful second-chance rom-com. But underneath, it’s something deeper. More vulnerable. More real. It’s a meditation on grief, growth, and the ways we sabotage our own happiness in the name of duty, fear, or sheer emotional exhaustion.
What hit me hardest was how both characters—Shep and Sadie—hide their true selves behind expectation. Behind societal norms. Behind shoulds. And how that slowly breaks them. Watching them try to claw their way back to honesty, to vulnerability, to love—it felt like watching two people bleed and heal in real time.
The depiction of maternal loss is especially poignant. There’s no sugar-coating. Just raw, unvarnished truth. And through that lens, Humphreys maps the messiness of transition—how grief delays our choices, and how choices can deepen our grief.
But don’t get me wrong—this book isn’t just ache and introspection. The banter? Chef’s kiss. Shep and Sadie spar with that delicious enemies-to-lovers tension that I live for. Witty, sexy, smart. Kelsey Humphreys knows how to write dialogue that bites and soothes all at once.
I started it on Kindle Unlimited, then switched to Audible, and now I’m buying the print copy. I know I’ll come back to it. Not just for the romance, but for the reflection.
If you’ve ever lost something precious—if you’ve ever wanted a do-over with someone who meant the world—this book will feel like coming home. Uncomfortable, maybe. But real. And worth it.
