I am thankful to my agent for believing in me, and for defending me, and for making sure that my work is as respectfully treated as possible. Not everyone believes in agents, and I get that, but mine is one of my greatest champions. She's also my friend. I am so lucky in that. She works hard for me, and I work hard for her.
I am thankful for my friends. I grew up with this weird child of the 1980s idea that friendship really was the greatest magic of them all, and it would heal everything, and your friends would never leave you. And somehow, as an adult, I have managed to make that true. I am thankful for the people who share my life, and let me share theirs.
I am thankful to my publishers for giving my stories good homes, and helping me get them out into the world. I spent literally years trying to claw these characters into the world, and having it come true has been the most incredible dream of all. I have never been so lucky, or so happy, or so blessed.
I am thankful for my cats, insane bundles of neurotic fluff that they are. And yes, that means I'm even thankful when they pounce on my face demanding snuggles at five o'clock in the morning.
I am thankful for all of you. Thank you for being here, for reading this blog, for reading my books and silly stories, and for letting me be a part of your worlds. It's amazing. You're amazing.