Stacia Kane: City of Ghosts

So she let him pick her up from the puddle of sticky beer they stood in and carry her to the bedroom. Suddenly the day ahead didn’t seem nearly long enough, not for all the things they had to say.

As always, huge thanks go to my husband, Stephen, and our two little girls for their unending support and patience; to my agent, Chris Lotts; to Liz Scheier; and to Shauna Summers. Working first with Liz and then with Shauna has been an amazing experience, and I’m incredibly lucky. Big warm thanks go also to Jessica Sebor and April Flores and everyone else at Del Rey for making me feel valued and very, very welcome every step of the way.

I want to send enormous piles of gratitude to Emma Coode and Natalie Costa Bir in England and Australia, respectively, for getting behind the series so strongly.

Of course, I’d be nowhere without the friends who have helped and supported me and calmed me down when I freaked out. Cori Knell, Caitlin Kittredge (from whom I borrowed the Poor Dead Bastards), Stacey Jay, Richelle Mead, Mark Henry, Jackie Kessler, Jaye Wells, Shannan Palma, Ann Aguirre, Yasmine Galenorn, Kaz Mahoney, Synde Korman, and the entire League of Reluctant Adults, thank you. Also big thanks to Mike Mignola, and, of course, to all my blog readers and Twitter pals.

And last but not least, thanks to Charlaine Harris and Karen Marie Moning for picking up a book by a random stranger and liking it enough to recommend it to their readers. I am overwhelmed.