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Do It For The Plot is a newsletter about becoming the main character you were fucking born to be.
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Substack got me a book deal. (opens the original)
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Last spring, I drafted a Substack that, for whatever reason, I never published.This week, while thinking about what I wanted to say before my book comes out, I found it sitting in my drafts. I had almost no memory of what I’d written.This is what it said. I hadn’t written a single page of my book yet.May 1, 2025.I still can’t believe I get to say this. I got a fucking book deal!!!Let’s F*cking Date the book will be published by Crown
Can you answer these 5 questions about your dating life? (opens the original)
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If you somehow missed me screaming about it with Pancho, Pablo, and anyone else who will listen, my book comes out Tuesday. If you don’t know that by now, I genuinely respect your ability to avoid my marketing.So I’m not spending the next five days convincing you to buy LET’S FUCKING DATE. You know the book. You know the drill.Instead, I want to spend them with you.Because underneath the dating advice, the roster, the red flags, and
REPORT #64: A new baby, a book, and a tour. (opens the original)
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Meet our new puppy, Pablo.Felix and I did not plan for Pablo. He kind of just appeared serendipitously, which is a beautiful way of saying we made a major life decision with very little regard for our current circumstances.Pablo is a chocolate mini dachshund and the cutest fucking thing I have ever seen.Am I launching a book in 12 days? Yes.Am I about to go on tour? Yes.Did my household need another living creature who cannot control
Are you there God? It’s me, Serena. (opens the original)
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Lately I’ve been thinking about God. Which is a sentence I genuinely never thought I would write...Let me back up.I am less than a month away from my book coming out, and I am fucking stressed. There are the preorders, the book tour, selling seats to the book tour, wondering if I’m doing enough, and then the giant looming question in my head of whether I’m going to be a New York Times bestseller. It’s been a lot.And I know this is going to sound obvious, but I had this realization recently that
The biggest mistake I made when I was dating. (opens the original)
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For years, I had a rule.It wasn’t technically a dealbreaker. I never wrote it down. I definitely never stopped to question where it came from. But it was quietly determining who I would date, who I would take seriously, and who I would write off before they ever had a chance.And I was SO fucking sure I was right about it.I thought I knew myself and what kind of man could “handle” me. I thought I knew what I needed in a partner. I knew what would work for my life, my career, my ambition, my pace.
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