People often ask me what my novel is about when they know I’m writing one. I never know what to say because it’s difficult to take a whole crazy beautiful mess in my head of character-building, world-building, plotting and imagery to break it down into a nutshell. So, here is what I usually fall back on: “It’s about two teen guys who are in a secret relationship, and one of them dies texting while driving”. That is exactly where this chaotic mess that is my novel brain began, with a simple notion of a teen dying because of how dangerous texting and driving is. But a nutshell never does a story justice.