What can I say about The Boy in the Band?
It’s a little like a first child in that we grew up together. This wasn’t necessarily the book I planned to write. It was the book I had to write — the one that poured out of me while I was taking my own stab at adulthood and quietly wondering if everyone else had received instructions I somehow missed.
It’s funny and chaotic and sarcastic because, frankly, so was I. But underneath all of that, it’s a love letter: to friendship, to becoming, to the bands I met along the way, to the version of me who was trying her best, and yes — to him.
Who’s him?
Wouldn’t you love to know.