The Kindling Dedication

No reviews today--just gratitude. 

When I read  a book, I'm always fascinated by the dedication. Sometimes they are sentimental, sometimes cryptic. The dedication hints at the human dimension of the book--tells an entirely different story. And I find that fascinating. Yes, I realize that probably makes me sound like a nerd. 

At any rate, because I am so intrigued by dedications, I think long and hard whenever I do one. To me, they are critical part of the book.

Readers might wonder who--or what-- Vickle is. That would be a good question. Vickle is my first reader. She reads what I write and gives me feedback. She encourages when warranted and makes honest, incisive suggestions when needed. She has probably read this book more than anyone except me and has provided invaluable assistance from early drafts to the making the book trailers. She is my confidante and companion, my consultant, amanuensis, and all-purpose helper. She also happens to be my daughter. No--I didn't name her Vickle. That's a long story. For another time. 

For the last seven years, I have been blessed to work in an ideal setting. The school where I teach is a truly amazing place. I am surrounded all day by colleagues who are warm and fun, in addition to being committed and excellent educators. We teach students who are bright, talented, and, believe it or not, quite sweet. Even in middle school. Next to my family, my students are the joy of my life. They have made me laugh, challenged me to learn, and taught me about courage, kindness, and how to enjoy life. They've left a large mark on me--to borrow lingo from a showtune, a handprint on my heart, and I love them, past and present. 

With my fondest gratitude, I dedicate my book to the wonderful people who have enriched and blessed my life. offer my fondest gratitude.