Revived

Acknowledgments

I’m much better when I’m busy.

That’s why, in the midst of editing my first novel, Forgotten, I started a second. I wrote half, then started a third. Unsure which to finish, I sought advice from my publishing Sherpa, Dan Lazar at Writers House. He told me to go with my gut. I did, and if you enjoyed Revived, you have Dan to thank almost as much as I do (which is a lot… the guy is the best agent ever). While I’m at it, I’ll also thank the rest of my Writers House network: Stephen Barr, Cecilia de la Campa, Angharad Kowal, Chelsey Heller, and foreign rights agents around the world.

Revived took about a year to write and rewrite and rewrite again. During that time, I leaned on numerous other people to help me get through what I’ve come to know as Second Book Syndrome. These people helped bring Revived to life:

My amazingly wonderful editor at Little, Brown, Elizabeth Bewley. Thank you for your time, patience, and support. Without you, Daisy might be lost in New York and Cassie might still be an Indian man. Also without you, I might never have seen the funniest Internet video ever.

Ali Dougal at Egmont UK, Karri Hedge at Hardie Grant Egmont, and the other editors worldwide who’ve so enthusiastically helped deliver Revived to readers: Thank you.

Nancy Conescu, who bet on Revived even before a word was written.

Publicists Jessica Bromberg at Little, Brown; Vicki Berwick at Egmont; and Jen Kean at Hardie Grant Egmont, who just, quite frankly, rock.

Hubby. Thank you for Saturdays with the girls, and for opening the good bottle of wine for every win. For doing less of your hobby so I could do more of mine. For (holy wow by the time this comes out) ten years.

My monkeys. L, thank you for offering to help me draw—instead of write—the line I’m stuck on. C, thank you for suggesting that my next novel should be about “(Uncle) Ryan, a lion, and Barbie.” You two are my everything. Just… everything. I love you.

Mom and Dad, thank you for loving me even through my teen years. Thank you for your unwavering support.

My sister, brothers, sister-in-law, brother-in-law, and nephews. Grandpa and my Cheyenne brood, Teams L.A. and CT. I love you all.

Those who previewed Revived and helped me shape Daisy’s world. Amy, my dear friend, thank you for being there for me always, and for reading despite Baby E’s best efforts. Kristin, my speed-reading Cacee, what would I do without you? Judith, you have both photography and toddler-whispering superpowers. David, I remembered: no bees or pink blouses. Brad and Kim, thank you for being my Omaha experts.

Christopher, my sunshine. Thank you for being the “he” in my he said/she said—not just in the book, but in real life, too. And Arne, just because.

Janine, the smartest person I know. Thanks for explaining what a PCR machine does, and for not laughing out loud when I told you the “science” behind Revive.

Author buddies Jay Asher and Daisy Whitney, thank you for giving up some of your valuable time to offer me advice. My ridiculously supportive network of friends all over the map: Thank you for enjoying the ride with me so far.

And finally:

Sarah, a family friend who inspired the very saddest parts of Audrey’s story. I hadn’t seen you in many years, and yet, I will always remember your spirit… and your smile.