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Yes, this is my personal blog, and that means that sometimes when someone is even dearer to me than myself, I give it up for a takeover for Very Important Reasons.

My glorious CP, Marieke Nijkamp, has Very Important Reasons. And no blog. So here she is on mine, with some VERY EXCITING NEWS THAT IS EVEN BETTER THAN HER LAST NEWS AND WHICH WE HAVE BEEN HOLDING IN FOR SO LONG WHICH WAS PROBABLY ALMOST AS HARD FOR HER AS IT WAS FOR ME. NOBODY KNOWS THE SELFISH PAIN I FEEL!

Soooo, voila! MARIEKE.

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I’M SO EXCITED TO BE BACK HERE. Thank you, Dahl, the great and wonderful! ❤

One Friday in Bath, not too long ago, you could’ve seen a writer wandering around town with a slightly frazzled, bewildered, deer-in-headlights look on her face. Her mission: find a quiet place for A Phone Call. Success rate: so far, zilch.

All week, the coffee shops had been relatively quiet and relatively empty. Which she knew because, after all, she spent much time caffeinating she investigated. That Friday afternoon however, every. single. coffee place was crowded, busy, and noisy as, well, a touristy place during weekends. But she had A Phone Call to make and also A Cold so she needed a quiet place.

As a last resort, we (featuring me as the slightly frazzled, bewildered, deer-in-headlights protagonist and Sarah as wonderful, amused CP) circled back to our starting place, an equally crowded, busy, and noisy coffee place only to discover that it was recently refurbished and there was more seating upstairs.

Even better, the stairs were hidden so well, no one could actually find them. Once we reached the second floor, there were only three other people there, and everything was beautiful.

Except.

We settled into two comfy chairs, I counted the seconds until the hour, and as soon as we reached the right time… my phone’s signal died completely.

No signal. Nothing. Noooooothing.

At this point, I was about ready to scream/run around/climb atop the nearest building to make sure the signal reappeared again. Instead, we performed a somewhat complicated version of musical chairs to the sound of my heart beating up a storm, and I folded myself halfway against the window and miraculously, my phone rang.

And then, everything really was beautiful.

The week before my spectacular agent sent me a DM late at night to ask if she could call (for the record, Jen, duh) and she said the magic words: an editor loved my book—loved it, completely got it—and wanted to offer and let’s set up a time for the two of us to chat.

That Friday, I did run around and scream. The next Friday, as I curled up in my chair in the corner of a half-abandoned coffee shop, I talked to the editor—my editor—for the first time, and I was blown away by just how well she understood the story and how much she shared my vision for it. I loved her approach of editing and publishing.

Afterwards I sent an email to my agent along the lines of ヽ(❤‿❤)ノ because I’m a professional, and we accepted the wondrous Annette Pollert’s offer.

Which means I’m honored and excited and absolutely delighted to announce that THIS IS WHERE IT ENDS—my school shooting book, former code name: Tragic Contemp Where A Lot Of People Die—will be published by Sourcebooks next year. Next year.

Deal

I have lots more to say about it, and no doubt I will over the coming months. But for now: I couldn’t have done this without the support of some amazing people. My critique partners and writing friends, who have been here every single day. My agent, who is as fierce about this story as I am. My editor, who’s pushed it to new heights. My WNDB team, who will change the world. My family and closest friends, who have put up with more than a decade of storytelling and continue to support me. Love you all.

And last but not least, this community. All of you dreamers, wishers, liars, hopers, prayers, magic-bean-buyers. Thank you for believing in and being passionate about stories. We will spin some flax golden tales together, and I can’t wait to share this story and the characters I love so with you all.

Guys. IT’S GOING TO BE A REAL BOOK!

(And if you want to add it on Goodreads, you can!)

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