I didn’t write this book because I had it all figured out.
I wrote it because I didn’t.

Because I was tired of rushing through life and calling it living.
Because I forgot what it felt like to enjoy my days, not just survive them.
Because somewhere between the dishes and the deadlines and the noise, I lost the part of myself that used to find magic in small things.

So I started paying attention again.

To the smell of bread rising in the oven.
To the way the afternoon light touched the walls.
To the gentle things, the quiet, the handmade, the homegrown.

And slowly, a rhythm returned.
A rhythm that wasn’t about productivity, but presence.
Not about perfection, but peace.

And from that rhythm, this book was born.

Today, I get to tell you that The Cottagecore Project is officially out in the world.
It’s here. It’s real. And I can’t believe I get to share it with you.

This isn’t just a cozy lifestyle book.
It’s a companion. A permission slip. A soft place to land.

Inside, you’ll find:

• Daily rhythms that feel grounding and kind
• Seasonal living and gentle routines
• Cottage skills and handmade comfort
• A little theory I call “The Teacup Theory”—about how joy doesn’t have to be big to be real
• Reflections on home, hosting, self-tending, and slowing down

It’s illustrated. It’s soulful. It’s personal.
It’s the book I needed when life felt too fast—and maybe, just maybe, it’s the one you’ve been waiting for too.

📖 The Cottagecore Project is now available on Amazon:
👉Get it here: The Cottagecore Project

If you’ve ever felt like you were made for a quieter life, a more intentional one, this book is for you.
If you’ve ever whispered “I just want to feel at peace in my own life”—this book is for you.
And if you simply want to feel inspired again, to bring beauty back into your everyday—this book is for you.

Thank you for being here.
For every kind comment, every message, every time you’ve said, “this feels like me.”
This book wouldn’t exist without you. And I hope it brings you back to yourself the way writing it brought me back to mine.

With all my heart,
Autumn Rosewood