So here is a photo of the gorgeous flowers, and Barnabus, who naturally assumes they're for him.
I've said it before and I'll say it again: I truly, madly and deeply love my publisher, Orbit. When I got back from lunch with my parents the other day -- Mum's birthday and a bon voyage as they go romping around Europe for a couple of months -- there was the most ginormous and gorgeous bouquet of flowers on my doorstep. A woo hoo from Orbit, to celebrate my first book with them, lock, stock and barrel. It was a real poke in the eye for them too, Wizard Undercover, since I was sick all last year and that took a horrible toll on my deadlines. But they were supportive and fabulous and I owe them so much. They are the bees' knees, believe me.