I think I had tried reading some of Rachel Cohn's earlier solo writing before, and just couldn't get into it. Her writing seems to have greatly matured in this novel, so it's not just sex, drugs, and rock n' roll, but deals with difficult topics with a more developed sensitivity and complexity. And it's not a perfect book, there are things that could have been expanded upon, and a few disjointed ideas here and there that could have used connecting, but overall, I was pleasantly surprised. The ending did feel a bit lacking, though, and I would have liked to have been able to see more of her recovery. Funny how so often, books end at beginnings.