It’s been a long journey, and I wouldn’t have made it this far without the support of many wonderful people:
To my agent, Claire Anderson-Wheeler, for believing in Mindwalker, and for all her hard work and brilliant feedback.
To my editor, Melanie Cecka—and the entire team at Knopf—for helping me polish this book and whip it into the best possible shape.
To Mel, my writing buddy and kindred spirit, for reading and critiquing the story in its earliest form, and for all the late-night chats about food, philosophy, fiction, and altered states of consciousness.
To Beth, for sharing my warped sense of humor and my taste in wine and cartoons (both the good ones and the so-bad-they’re-good ones), and for sticking with me through the years.
To my grandma, for telling me stories when I was little and thus igniting my love of fiction.
To Mom, Dad, and Rusty, for their love, support, and encouragement, and for being an unusual family—in the best possible way.
And to Joe, for giving me more than he’ll ever know. You’re the best. I love you.