Next to my earliest readers and my support team, Sierra Simone, Roxie Madar, Ashley Lindemann, Candi Kane and Melissa Gaston. Each of you were personal cheerleaders and moral support at a very painfully depressing time. As well as reading my words, you listened to me moan and kvetch and pretended the world revolved around me. I leaned on you know so very, very much. You can't know how much you were my lifelines. (Ashley—Scorpio J forever.)
To Liz Berry for reading and encouraging me and for the best conversations of the summer and the softest blanket I've ever owned. The healing angel you sent is not quite as lovely as you, but I feel your love when I look at her.
To my Snatches and the best retreat—Camp Snatch. Melanie Harlow your lake is magic. I see why you’ve set so many stories there. I hope you know we’re coming back every year.
To Rebecca Friedman my agent and best friend who lives too far away. To Flavia Viotti and Meire Dias for being the best foreign agents and the best women in the industry.
To Andi Arndt for producing such amazing audio recordings. I could listen to your Sabrina all day long. Sigh. I’m so glad we’re working together!
To Christine Reiss who came to (not) see the eclipse with me—you’re just fucking amazing and I never get tired of your brain.
To Jenn Watson my ever-friend. I will never not love talking shop with you.
To the Fab Four and the ShopTalkers and The Order—women might not rule the world, but they rule MY world. You’re all the best people to know, and I know you. Lucky me.
To my LARCs—God, you guys are amazing!—and the Sky Launchers. You’re all the best readers a girl could ask for. And to the bloggers and the readers who love these books and share them with others—I’m amazed by you and grateful every day.
To my family who saves me from this world and to my God who saves me from myself. You’re beautiful. You make me beautiful. We’re going to be just fine.
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