Dedication:

Dedicated to three remarkable women:

First— Jane Butler, my agent, without whose unbounded enthusiasm my career wouldn’t exist.

Second— Sheila Gilbert, my editor, who had the temerity to buy this before it was written, and without whom this book wouldn’t exist.

And most important— Margret Ann, Peg, my mom, without whom I wouldn’t exist, who infected me with this creative mania in the first place. (Placing the blame firmly where it belongs. At least I’m not too far gone. I could have been a poet.)