The Stars and the Cookie Jar

THANK YOU, SONYA TAAFFE.

What everyone should know is this. Without Sonya, there wouldn't be a book. I'm not sure there'd even be a me.

She's beyond brilliant, and maybe she's also batshit insane, and I think she's tryin' to melt her brain out there atop the Ivory Tower; but I love her so dearly, and she has gone underappreciated.

Her challenge to me some months ago took a crap-ass college manuscript, resurrected it, turned it around and bundled it into its current costume as a book. She never stopped supporting my talent. She did what parents are supposed to do, and got me through all the ugly spots when I hated my damn book and wanted to burn it. She's never stopped yet.

I wish she had an LJ, so you could all go there, and lay adulation and wreaths and slabs of ox at her metaphorical persona-feet.