Acknowledgements. This is the part of the book that takes me the longest to write. Not because I don’t have a lot of people to thank. I do. And I’ve thanked them. Over and over in every book I’ve done.
No. Acknowledgements are the hardest part for me to write because it’s my time to talk to you. The readers. And what do I have to say? What pearls of wisdom do I have to share that will make your lives better? What apologies or excuses do I make for the length of time it’s taken to get this book out?
I’ve written on this for over an hour and still don’t have answers to those questions. I don’t have any apologies or excuses for the delay on all of my writing. Things came up. I dealt with them. Good art is not something you can rush.
As for pearls of wisdom, I’m not sure I’m qualified to give any. I’m just some random chick, sitting in her kitchen in pajamas. My husband is teasing me by making clicking noises and my coffee is getting cold. None of that screams wise. The best piece of acumen I can come up with is “If you’re baked, don’t bake.” And no, I’m not baked, although I had a friend who had her oven set on fire by a lovely, young lady that was higher than a kite. Moral of the story, don’t do drugs, but if you do, order out and have it delivered.
I think that’s enough rambling for now. As to the people I need to thank. First off is my husband. Teasing and distracting aside, he helps me get through the hard times. My son for knowing not to touch mommy’s special pencils and notebooks, my mother and Aunt Laura for alpha reading for me, all my beta readers, CTP for publishing me, the dynamic trio (as my husband calls them) for listening to me when I need help, Ethan G. for everything he does, my readers for sticking with me through all these books, and Jackie at Hobbytown for understanding I need 12 weeks off in a year for book events. I love you guys.