<p><strong>I’m a planner.</strong> I like to know what’s coming next. I plan my days my holidays my love life.</p><p>Which is why when my fiancé Paul <strong>unplanned our holiday—and our entire future</strong>—just before Christmas it felt like everything was slipping out of my control.</p><p>But I didn’t panic. Instead? I planned.</p><p>I figured a trip home to Oregon to see my family for the holidays would help me forget my failed engagement. Or at provide distraction in the form of Mom’s sugar cookies.</p><p><strong>The only thing is—you can’t plan the weather.</strong> And as soon as I checked in for my flight my plans were screwed again and instead of going home for Christmas it looked like I’d be spending Christmas eve snowed in and all alone at the airport.</p><p>When a <strong>tall rugged Irishman</strong> offers to distract me first with chocolate and then with a drink and then with… other things… I realize that maybe it’s okay to leave things a little unplanned now and then.</p><p><em>Let it Snow is a standalone holiday novella.</em></p>