"It's about..." Jamie laughs. "Me being 23 and thinking I understood relationships." Before Cathy, he wasn't exactly having the best luck with women. There were plenty of them, but it's not like those relationships ended well. He'd thought himself a lot more experienced than maybe he was, though the reviews called the work mature. Maybe they just meant for a kid who dropped out of Columbia on a hunch, too optimistic about everything.
He still remembers the pitch they sent to Random House, the one that made Elise open that manuscript and call.
Not that he wants to think about Elise.
"It's, uh... I guess you could say a coming of age story about people growing past each other. You know, it's... friendships, romances... And even when they end, they've changed you. Forever. And how you can grow up with someone, and just knowing them that well conceals all the ways you don't know them at all." He huffs out a laugh. "I promise, it's not as depressing as that might sound."
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He still remembers the pitch they sent to Random House, the one that made Elise open that manuscript and call.
Not that he wants to think about Elise.
"It's, uh... I guess you could say a coming of age story about people growing past each other. You know, it's... friendships, romances... And even when they end, they've changed you. Forever. And how you can grow up with someone, and just knowing them that well conceals all the ways you don't know them at all." He huffs out a laugh. "I promise, it's not as depressing as that might sound."