Lana Parker is a relationship columnist for a magazine and just got dumped by the man she's been with for years. This asshole brought her back to the spot of their first date and she thought he was going to propose. Like who does that?

Anyway, she gets shit faced with her best friend and wakes up hungover as hell to a text from her boss. She has to be at the office like now and she rushes out. When she gets there, everyone pores over her and one of her writer friends actually feels her hand for the ring!

After she breaks the news to everybody that she's not engaged, they go into pitches and her boss suggests that she try something new: writing about being single. See, Lana hasn't been truly single since she was fourteen. That's going to be a struggle, but she agrees.

Then, her boss announces that their magazine got bought out by a bigger paper, which means more opportunities for growth… and that they have to host trial run writers to see if they're good enough for the paper. The new writer on board? Seth Carson, aka, Lana's first ex (and the worst breakup).

They're both pulled into Lana's boss's office and given a proposition. Since Lana is a serial monogamist and Seth is a serial dater, she challenged them to come up with a list for each other. Lana will write a list for Seth to help him find a stable relationship, while Seth writes a list for Lana to help her find peace in her singlehood. 

After they write their corresponding articles, the readers decide who wins a shiny new column of their own. And then the fun begins…

thoughts

This is not a bad thing, but Just My Type is a popcorn book. You know how you sit and watch drama unfold, wishing you had popcorn to munch on? This is that book. Bring popcorn. The funny thing is, I think it's supposed to be this way. There were a few times in the book when a side character mentioned that Lana's life is better than reality TV.

I also love how there's legitimate hate in the beginning. It's not a 'I don't like you because you stole my crayon' kind of story. They seriously hate each other and it's hilarious. That scene with the live show at the beginning? Amazing!

She blogs! I fucking love it when characters blog. Lana doesn't publicize it at all, which is great. She writes for herself and she publishes a lot of the same content that I do.

overall

I would recommend this book for readers who love following the lives of writers and enjoy a good second chance romance. The ending was cheesy as all hell, but it's a romance. I'll forgive it. I do prefer Lease on Love, but Just My Type is a solid second book.