Even if it blows your mind, I want to tell you about this unbelievable thing that happened to me last year. I’m not bragging, but things as unbelievable as the one I’m going to tell you
about don’t happen every day, I swear. In fact, they never happen.
Meet Julien Parme–famous lover, adventurer, and immortal novelist. Or perhaps, at almost fifteen, he’s more Quixote than Casanova or Tolstoy.
The party of the year is tonight, and Julien has been grounded by his mother, who’s off anyway with her creep of a boyfriend. Julien plans simply to make some excuse for his no-show, but then
he finds out the boyfriend has been promoted to fiancé, and that he may be sent out of the way to boarding school. All bets are off. Julian decides it’s time to leave home and childishness
behind, and take off–into the Paris night, and maybe beyond. He heads to the party, where he hopes to find his lady fair, Mathilde, but en route encounters his first love, Madame Thomas, the
French teacher. After a moving farewell, he takes his leave and finally reaches the party. And the night has only just begun…
A volatile mixture of innocence and arrogance, Julien careens through his days and nights, alternately insightful and clueless, taking the reader along for an unforgettable ride.
