What would you tell the person you were before you knew how complicated becoming yourself would be?

In Letters to a Younger Me, D. E. Harris turns that question into a series of intimate, beautifully observed essays. Moving between childhood, love, friendship, ambition, and solitude, these letters explore the distance between who we imagined becoming and who life eventually asks us to be.

Tender without being sentimental, this is a book about memory—and about making peace with the versions of ourselves we have left behind.