I was going to start It Goes On and On off with a profile on Pulse (the pop group at the center of the novel) from a Rolling Stone-esque magazine. But I couldn’t find a good example of the kind of celebrity profile I wanted to write, and I started right at midnight, so I was like, “Screw it, I’m just gonna go ahead and jump in.”

If you don’t count the epigraph, this is the first line:

The corner booth at Mack’s was his favorite.

anditgoesonand:

It’s been ten years since Pulse dominated the pop charts; ten years since Will Forrester walked away from the group that made him one of the most recognizable celebrities around the world. He’s watched former group members move beyond their boy band label, some with massive success on stage and screen, and others go on to quieter forms of semi-glory, though none as great as when they all ruled the pop world.

On the surface, Will is fine with life post-Pulse. He’s finally making a living as a graphic designer, and besides, the allure of celebrity life never really agreed with him. It’s not until Alton Warner (Will’s closest friend and former band mate) brings up a minor detail from their past that Will actually acknowledges that he kind of misses the excitement that came with being a member of one of the biggest boy bands of all time.

Now it’s only a matter of rounding up the rest of the guys: Mark Phillips, the bad boy turned Grammy-winning producer (and doting dad); Jason Park, songwriter and skilled dancer; and (perhaps hardest of all) Eric Westerfeld, the youngest and arguably most successful of the group, who has all but said he’d never reunite with the group that made him the critical darling on the edge of glory that he currently is. Will the Pulse get back together? (Maybe.) The real question is if they’ll be able to confront the issues that drove them apart in the past, and if they’ll be able to reconnect with an audience that’s ten years older and more experienced than they were during the last go-round.