my Family... who understands the mania of living with a writer, and still loves me
A dad... who is going all Chuck Norris on Pancreatic Cancer's arse
Friends... Who know when to come by with emergency Diet Coke, and then know when to stay far away
Blog readers (yes, YOU)... who brighten my day, and without whom my blog would just be a burp in the wind, only not as magical
A critique group... who have to wade through hundreds of crappy first drafts before they get to anything good
An agent... who's one part teddy bear, one part ninja, a dash of therapist, and a cup of cheerleader (mix together and bake at 350)
An editor... who quizzes me on the world I've created, and therefore makes the book better
A mom... who doesn't flinch when our budget's tight and I need a loan
A sister... who can't help introducing me as "the Next Stephenie Meyer", even though I punch her in the arm, because let's be honest, nobody's the next Stephenie Meyer
Two boys... Who still have no idea why I'm at the computer all day
A hubs... who... who... yeah. No words. Sorry Sam.
