I had absolutely no interest in being somebody else's muse. I am not a muse. I am the somebody. End of fucking story.

First of all, I fell in love with Daisy Jones immediately upon starting this book. Such a complex character. A brilliant character. A creative genius.

Second, the friendship between Simone and Daisy is a small part of this story, but it's absolutely everything. I got so excited every time Simone's name popped up on the page because it meant I'd be treated to another peak inside their relationship.

You need a person who, when the shit hits the fan, grabs your stuff, throws it in a suitcase, and gets you away from the Italian prince.

#RELATABLE, am I right?

And then there's the band. The lyrics. The sex, drugs, and rock & roll. I loved everything about this book. I loved Billy & his issues; Daisy & her issues; Eddie & his issues; all the supporting characters (especially Camila); and THE LYRICS. I'm so excited to hear the original music that features in the upcoming mini series. Also, can we please have that now? Thanks.

I haven't read any other TJR books, but I'm about to go buy ALL OF THEM.

And with that, I'll leave you to go experience Daisy Jones & The Six for yourself. I'm off to listen to Fleetwood Mac on repeat.

All I will tell you is that you show up for your friends on their hardest days. And you hold their hand through the roughest parts. Life is about who is holding your hand and, I think, whose hand you commit to holding.