2017 and 2018 were especially hard months for us. I lost both of my parents in the space of eighteen months, without warning. There was no cancer, nothing to prepare for. Just suddenly they were gone. But one thing they did do for us was give us unrelenting support. My mother was a professional writer and my Dad was a huge speculative fiction fan. They got to see the proof of our first book and hold it in their hands, and it was such a proud moment for them. Everyday, I see their pictures on my desk and it drives me to push higher, further, faster. To write the books that would make them proud. The write the books we want to read. What pushes you?