A real shock. A real suprise. Big ups to my father, and Kirby, my agent, and Lynn, my editor, for whipping the manuscipt into shape so that I could even contend for the award—which I will surely not win because there are several fantastic books on the shortlist, but that's okay because Colleen and I still get a free meal and I'll absolutely steal the silverware after the cememony so don't worry about me, I'll turn a profit somehow.
And thanks to Mark Medley at the National Post for using what might be my favorite author photo of all time for the piece linked to below. I tried to bulge my eyes out, too, but it hurt and I know when I'm in the presence of greatness so I quit.
All best, Craig.