There's a lot to be thankful for this year. My handsome husband and my immediate family top the list; without his encouragement and support, my parents' cheerleading and unconditional love, and my sister's friendship, I'd probably be an entirely different, much less interesting person.

Of course, in this year of my debut novel, I'm very thankful for my fabulous, savvy agent, Deidre Knight, and my lovely, smart editor, Rose Hilliard, and for the chance they gave me to write what I love and share it with the world.

And speaking of writing, I'd be nothing without my book buddies. I've talked about Roxanne St. Claire and Kristen Painter before, but really, I can't thank them enough for all the fun, gossip, brainstorming, and butt-kicking!

My best friend, Meg, also needs a mention--she of the tantalizing food photos and enviable cooking techniques, not to mention intelligence, wit, and charm. I'm grateful to have such a warm, caring, generous-hearted woman in my life.

I'm thankful for the gift of passion for my work, and my love of food and cooking. I'm thankful for the books that taught me to love reading and romance. Essentially, I'm thankful for all the love in my life, and for more blessings than I can even name.

I'm damn lucky, and I know it.

Posted by Louisa Edwards at 10:37 AM  

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