Because a blog + sucky aspect of your life + pithy, voyeuristic comment about said suckacity = book deal $ucce$$, there's little stopping Why My Ex Sucks from becoming an internet sensation the size of Susan Boyle and ending up on some poor HarperStudio intern's desk to be scanned for grammatical errors on its way towards coffee-table purgatory. Think of it as the morning after Texts From Last Night.

