My husband, who lived on In N’ Out takeouts for five months straight. I’m so sorry, I bought you a gym membership to show my appreciation.
My son, who put up with a messy, all-over-the-place mother (I may have invented a new game called “Let’s go over mommy’s manuscript one more time”. It wasn’t a big hit, though).
My crazy-awesome street team, who actually did all the marketing for Sparrow for me, including Lin, Sabrina, Hen, Avivit, Donna, Dana and Mandy. Also, to my PA, Amanda Faulkner, for being patient and supportive, even through my meltdowns and anxiety attacks. You the real MVP, girl.
I’d like to thank my beta readers, who made this story so much better than it initially was. To the amazing Cat, Amy, Eliya, Bree and Ilanit. Special thanks to Lilian, who has read this book a gazillion times and was still patient enough to go over every single small detail. Thank you all for the great input and helpful suggestions. You put so much heart and soul into Sparrow and Troy’s story, and it shows. I will never forget that.
The wonderful people who sprinkle magic all over my books – Karen the editor, Sofie the illustrator, Cassie the formatter and Cat the proofreader. I don’t know what I would have done without you, and I sure don’t want to find out.
Most of all though, I’d like to thank you, the readers, for making my dream come true. If it wasn’t for you, I’d need no street team, no betas, no editor and no formatter. You make it happen by purchasing my book. Each and every one of you counts.
I started writing Sparrow when I fell pregnant. I wrote every night and plotted every morning. I had time, plenty of it, and I used it to obsess and tweak every single word.
Then the baby came out, and time became a precious luxury I didn’t have anymore.
But I still kept writing. And editing. And stealing moments – rewriting and obsessing.
Why am I telling you this? Because after giving up my life, sanity and sleeping hours, I need to know what you think. What you really think. Writing books is a lonely job, your only companion are four walls, a keyboard and lukewarm coffee. So now I’m dying to know what went through your mind when you read it.
Please leave an honest review if you have the time. Not just for this book, but for all books. The author appreciates it.
A lot.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have approximately seven hundred hours of sleep to catch up on.
Love,
L.J. Shen