Hello to anyone reading this! I wanted to pop in to say how grateful I am to have been able to write a story that meant something to you. Every so often, as I’m sure we all do, I find myself wistful for the feelings I felt and the thoughts I thought when I was seventeen, and in those times I’m reminded of this story. I remember the words coming to me so easily back then and I wonder now as I sit in the midst of an almost four-year writer’s block how I’m the same girl as the girl who wrote them. Anyway, being seventeen is something I only needed to do once.
I appreciate every one of your kind words through the years and I hope to someday write something a little bit wiser, a lot more edited, a little less serious, and just as deeply depressing. Thank you for being a part of Nina’s silly, sad little journey, as I think we all see a bit of our seventeen-year-old selves in her.
