But, let’s face it, we all went into this knowing it was a trilogy. ducks for cover
On that note, Book Three is already under construction, and I plan to get it out to you just as soon as I possibly can. I’m going to ask (read: beg, plead) for your patience.
I promise it will be worth the wait!?
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Acknowledgements:
I want to acknowledge a whole bunch of incredible people in regards to this book.
But I think I shall start with the BLOGGERS.
My God, you girls are insane. Whether you wrote a review, highlighted my book on your page or went full-on “squee” with the thing, I owe every ounce of Remember When’s success to you.
First and foremost: Gitte and Jenny from Totally Booked Blog. Just above and beyond. I have no words to properly convey my gratitude. Your enthusiasm has been contagious, and I thank you for it.
Kristine from The Schwartz Reviews; Abby and Dawn from Up All Night Book Blog; Dawn, along with Kristie, Jennifer and Lisa (“I’ll never wash this cheek again, Davy Jones”) at Three Chicks and Their Books; Audrey at Elle N’ Dee Blog; Susan and Lucy at Hearts on Fire Reviews; Kathy and crew at Romantic Reading Escapes; Brandi and the girls at Sugar and Spice; Monica at If These Boobs Could Talk (teehee); Kelly, Joanne and Liz at Have Book Will Read… Every one of you has kindly taken your time to read, review and/or help promote the book, and I thank you as well.
My new friends at the KDP boards and on Facebook, especially the “likers” on my page, the talented, generous people at both Bookaholics Anonymous and Book Babes, and the prim, proper, and upstanding young ladies over at Word Wenches. You all are huge hunks of fabulous slathered in awesomesauce.
Speaking of awesome… Hi there, readers! It’s been great getting to know you. I want to thank you ALL for taking this ride with me, but I’d specifically like to call Kay Miles out by name. She is not only responsible for introducing me to the Totally Booked girls, but has weaseled me into the BA Facebook group as well, which includes such big-name authors that it makes me want to puke. Thanks for the hookup, sister.
Fellow author, Stevie Kisner: My sounding board, my beta reader, my confidant and friend. I’m so glad to have met you. Someday, I plan on getting my butt to the ABQ and plying you with massive amounts of alcohol. I love your guts, you rotten skank.
Fellow writer Casey Moore Smith: My new friend and unofficial editor. Your feedback has been insightful, but your contributions toward RW2 have been invaluable. (You have no idea how badly I wanted to write that as “you’re” just to give you an aneurysm.) Any mistakes in this novel are mine and mine alone.
Both Stevie and Casey voluntarily put their lives on hold in order to help me during the mad dash of last-minute changes and edits. Saying “thank you” is not nearly enough, but THANK YOU. I hope one day to repay you both for all you’ve done.
And now, my real-life peeps:
I’ll start with my sister Diana (because she’ll kill me if I don’t). Thanks for being a First Reader… Although, I suspect your enthusiasm was due more to the fact that you simply can’t wait for anything. Ever. And no, I will not tell you how RW3 ends.
I’d also like to thank the other members of my family for reading and raving about RW, right along with all my friends—old and new—who have done the same. Again, a special mwah to my high school girlfriend Dana for putting up with me throughout the cover design.
I have to give a shout-out to my father-in-law for letting me hole up in his house for writing seclusion. I don’t think I would have been able to finish this book in time without the obsessive writing marathons that took place in your home. Oh. And I swear to baby Jeebus that I was not the one that broke your fridge.