Vinyl Resting Place

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Thanks for reading Vinyl Resting Place. I hope you enjoyed it (and the earworms) as much as I enjoyed writing it! I look forward to many more Record Shop Mysteries with Juniper and her sisters.

Writing—like solving a mystery—isn’t a one-woman job. I could probably go on forever about all the wonderful people who got this book into your hands, but I’ll try to make it brief.

I’d like to thank Nettie Finn, my editor at St. Martin’s Press, who shares my vision for Juni and Cedar River. She’s amazing to work with and, like me, she has an almost criminal love of puns. My agent, James McGowan at BookEnds Literary Agency, really gets me (and took a chance on me anyway). To all the hardworking and talented folks at Macmillan and St. Martin’s Press who took a mistake-riddled (sometimes embarrassingly so!) document with lots of squiggly lines under the words and transformed it into an amazing book—Sara Beth Haring, Sarah Haeckel, John Rounds, Jeremy Haiting, Olya Kirilyuk, Mary Ann Lasher, Jen Edwards, Barbara Wild, and Hope Breeman: thank you. Y’all are the real heroes. I couldn’t have done it without you!

For all the friends and family who have encouraged and inspired me—especially Toni, who had to put up with having me as a bratty little sister—and for my grandparents, who ran a family-owned business in a small Texas town decades before such things were “cool.” Special shoutouts go to Dare, Ris, Liz, and La for always being there, the #Berkletes for continuing to be the best debut writers group anyone could ask for, and the amazingly talented Michelle, Ellen, and Danica for distracting me with pictures of Tom Wilson (Tomspiration for the win!) and hockey videos when I need a break. I also would like to thank Baileycakes for trying to eat every single cicada in D.C. so I could write in peace and quiet. It didn’t work, but it’s the thought that counts!

Finally, on a personal note, I want to credit Potassium for suggesting “Oops!… I Did It Americano Blend.” He’s a true partner, even when all he hears from me for weeks on end is “Just let me finish this chapter.” His weird fits my weird, and I’ll always be there when the puck drops.