The Thing About Acknowledgments

It’s funny. Whenever I get to the end of a book and see an acknowledgments page, I feel a little disappointed. Granted, I’ve included acknowledgments pages in my own books, and I’ve been thrilled to see my name mentioned among the acknowledgments of authors I admire, so I’m not arguing that authors shouldn’t include them in the back pages of their books. But by the time I reach the end of a book, especially a book I love, I feel like I’ve really gotten to know the author intimately, like I’m the author’s special friend. And then I turn the page and the illusion is shattered when I see all of the author’s true confidantes listed in black and white.

Does anyone else ever feel this way, or is it just me?

8 thoughts on “The Thing About Acknowledgments

  1. That’s pretty funny. It’slike the time when I became hysterical after going through my parent’s wedding album and thinking I hadn’t been invited. Okay. I was two or three-years-old or six….

    • Thanks! I was inspired by a quote from The Catcher in the Rye: “What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.”

  2. Marc, can’t say as I do. But I always find them interesting, even though some agents, etc., have said they aren’t read, but I doubt that. Then why put them in there? I read them! But no, I don’t feel the say way…and I put them in my work, because I want to acknowledge that creating a book is a TEAM effort and I had help—and, oh, yeah, THESE are the people who helped. I want you to know who they are and I want to publicly thank them for their efforts!

    Besides, I *am* a special friend to many authors… to which my stack of [alphabetized] restraining orders attest….

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