ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
First and foremost, I would like to thank my fantastic team of beta readers, and the fellow authors and readers who support me every day in my grotesque literary endeavors: Katerina, Roberta, Corinne, Carmen, Marie, Taylor, Becca, Arletta, Niahm, Amber, Hilda, Anna, Elizabeth, Erica, Kellen, Fathima, Laura, Malina, Jaycelle, Beth . . . and all the people I’m ashamed to forget.
Ladies, I love you. I’m one step away from creepy stalking and sexually ambiguous Facebook messages.
More thanks fired in the general direction of Tiffany Yates Martin, my beloved developmental editor, who works hard to make sense of the incoherent soup I send her, JoVon Sotak and Anh Schluep, who made this book happen, and of course Sharon Belcastro and Ella Marie Mohan Shupe, who put up with me.
Finally, I’d like to remind anyone who still has some amount of faith in humanity left, that I got paid money to write about killer platypuses. I live the dream.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Camilla Monk is a French native who grew up in a Franco-American family. After finishing her studies, she taught English and French in Tokyo before returning to France to work in advertising. Today, she’s a managing partner in a small ad agency, where her job is to handle all things web-related and make silly drawings on the whiteboard when no one is looking. Her writing credits include the English résumés and cover letters of a great many French friends, and some essays as well. She’s also the critically acclaimed author of a few passive-aggressive notes pasted in her building’s elevator.