Letters to El

Over time, Hawkins returned to normal.
Mike Wheeler did not.

The years passed. The wounds healed. His friends grew up, moved forward, and learned how to live in a world that no longer needed saving.

Mike tried to do the same.
He grew older.
He became a writer. He filled page after page with fantasy worlds, impossible creatures and stories that millions of people would come to love.

From the outside, Mike Wheeler had moved on.
But some part of him remained trapped in the past.
In basement forts, DnD sessions and bike rides. In whispered promises and stolen kisses. In the memory of a girl with a shaved head who walked into his life one rainy night and became the closest thing to home he had ever known.

There had been no sign of Eleven for years.
No message. No clue. Nothing to suggest that she had survived.
Everyone else learned to accept what that meant.

Mike never did.
He never stopped believing.

Then, one night, after finishing another bestselling novel, Mike finds himself unable to leave his typewriter.
The book is finished.
He should get up.
He doesn't.
Instead, the memories come.
Her face.
Her voice.
The basement.
The Snow Ball.
The promises they never got to keep.
The life they never got to have.

And before he quite knows what he is doing, his hands begin to move across the keys.
Not another novel.
Not another fantasy.
Something he has never allowed himself to write.
A letter.
The first of many.
Letters born from a tangled mess of love, grief, anger, hope and memories. Letters filled with all the things Mike never got the chance to say.

Letters to a girl who may never read them.
But Mike Wheeler still believes.

Letters to El is a story of first love, loss, memory, and the kind of hope that refuses to die-told through Mike's letters to the girl he could never let go.

Because some people are impossible toforget.

And some promises are meant to survive even the end of the world.