Again like one of those college Id melodramas, it ends with a morally unmotivated suicide so that our idealized icons of
impossible younger selves might gather in bad suits and unlikely haircuts to mourn the crush of years — to commiserate on how the best days of their lives were sacrificed at the altar of misspent youth, damning the crusty old Dean for separating their hale comrade from the only thing that ever gave his life meaning.
When author Regina Sirois decided to
self - publish her
young adult literary fiction, On Little Wings, she found the process satisfying but for one aspect: the gate to getting her book into bookstores was nearly
impossible to open.