My writing life would not be possible without the support of many people, whom I’d like to acknowledge and thank.
First, I’d like to thank my two boys for their unwavering belief in me: “Mom, you’re full of stories that kids will want to read it. You always told us such great bedtime stories!”
I thank my dearest friends for appreciating everything I’ve written and shared over the years, and always asking for more.
I thank my extended family and scattered friends for their heartfelt support and ready smiles, for shared meals, advice, perspectives, friendship, and wandering the meandering path of life with me.
I thank the writers and teachers in my life for their support, encouragement, inspiration, ideas, sincerity, and dedication to their own craft. SCBWI, Kidlit 411, 12 x 12 and PiBoIdMo: thank you for your abundant supply of resources and information, helping me to identify what is good in my work, and helping me to make it even better.
My thanks to Karma (Kismit?) for redirecting me to my writing life, not too many years ago, and for helping me find my voice, a direction, a community, and a future.
Finally, I’d like to thank you, my cherished readers. To get the story told gives me immense satisfaction. To have it received by you, dear readers, is an unexpected gift which keeps me grounded in the moment: the moment where all writing is born.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.