It’s been a long time coming—but 1998: Sixty Days of Summer is now complete.
45 chapters, one crazy summer, and a crew that’s lived in my head—and my heart—for years.
Finishing it feels a bit like a breakup. These characters have been with me through everything. I know how they think. How they love. What makes them tick. Letting them go is harder than I thought.
But who knows—maybe I’ll need to bring them back for a second book.
If you’ve been reading along, thank you. If you’re just finding it now—welcome.