Additional thanks go to Sanina Clark, one of the most wonderful, powerful, intelligent editors I have ever had the pleasure to work with; Allison Paller, who worked tirelessly on promotion of this book; Dan Simon for keeping Seven Stories Press rolling and investing himself in works of the radical imagination; Sarah, Rob, and Bella Baker, whose home I lived in while finishing the last draft of the novel; Allen Fisher, who hired me for a job on a mountaintop in the Catskills that allowed me to create my own writers’ residency when attending a traditional one was completely out of the realm of possibility; Elka Park Club, where I spent my days off in their clubhouse with a Whiskey Sour and my computer; Adam Wishneusky, who bought me a new computer to write on when I spilled my Whiskey Sour on the old one.

Lastly, to everyone who has ever spotted me twenty bucks for groceries when I needed it: you all are too many to mention, but your belief in me and my work has stopped me from giving up more times than you know. Nobody does anything alone, and often, when we decide to dedicate ourselves to art and sincerity, our friends are the ones who keep us afloat. Thank you thank you thank you, always and forever.