To all the AMM R3 alumni, thank you for being my first writing community. A shout-out particularly to the #WritersFightClub and my amazing CPs who wouldn’t let me give up: Julie, Sarah, Tara, Chelsea, Jordan, Laura, Susan, Emily, Kathy, Leanne, Heidi, Erika, Carolyn, and Louisa, I heart you all. We’ve got this!
To all the talented humans in the #yaysquad for your friendship and wonderfully wacky profile pics, especially Adelle, Ana, Anna, J.Elle, Moniza, Naz, Robin, Sonora, and Taj. Thinking of you guys makes me hungry. Is that weird? Also, Jess, my publishing twin, you are all around #goals. Can you please teach me how to life?
All the beautiful souls I met at the Madcamp BIPOC Retreat, I miss you! Natalie, Tess, Justina, thank you for organizing what was a dream-affirming experience for me. Zoraida, Labyrinth Lost was my muse for the virgin draft of this book—I am indebted to you forever. To my cabinmates, Yas, Elise, Susan, Christina, Yamile, Tracy, and Kyndal, my belly still hurts thinking about our late-night laughs. Can we do it again? And Tracy, OMG, you called it!
To all my Kiwi writing wha¯nau, especially Claire Donnelly for being the first person who got it and reminded me I wasn’t alone; my Meetup group for our Saturday morning sessions at Catalina Cafe; Tim Owen and the North Shore writers; and Amy Martin and Teresa Herleth for their support and encouragement.
I can’t forget about my Welly Wonkadoodles: Mel, Vivienne, Emma, and my Pitchwars co-mentor, Karah. It’s mind-boggling how four such exceptional creators and humans got to be in one tiny city together. Lucky me! I can’t wait to eat with you all again. And sorry not sorry about the group name—I take full responsibility.
To my SCBWI critique group: Jen, Kerstin, Lynley, and Catherine, for all the tireless hours you put into helping me improve my craft. To David Hill for the manuscript assessment and encouraging words. To my writer friends in the MGicalMisfits, DiverseInk, The21ders, and the Class of 2K21. To Swati, June, and Naz for your precious feedback in the latter stages. And to everyone else that has been part of my wordy community, I am so grateful for you.
I would be remiss to not mention the first-ever teen and tweens who were forced to read my words when I was still in training wheels. Sian Allen, Nikka Caraig, Hannah Jones, you are angels for being so constructive and supportive.
To the soulful Giulia Mazzola, and my half-orange BFF, Jamie Vulinovich, for reading some of my earliest attempts at writing and not telling me I sucked. I hope all people in the world know the joy of having friends like you. So many hugs and kisses xx.
And of course, my dearest Kimchingoos: Sarah, Jess, Grace, and Susan. I actually don’t know where I’d be without our snug little family pod. We have so many in-jokes I can’t remember half of them, but for the record, I raise my glass to our buddy Mack Gully. Hope you enjoyed the inmyeonjo-taming scene…:)
Speaking of family, my love to the ever-growing Cribbens clan—especially Mum and Dad Cribbens—for always showing such interest in my writing, even if my response was always a variation of “I’m getting there…” or “Not quite yet…”
To my sisters, Ally and Joya, for being the inspiration behind Riley and Hattie’s unbreakable sisterhood. Growing up with you two was the best childhood I could have asked for. Thank you for being my best friends, and for being co-sufferers of the leaky-bladder eyeball syndrome. No, I’m not crying, you are….
Eomma and Appa, there are no words that can even begin to describe the gratitude I feel for the sacrifices you made for me. You are my biggest heroes, and I count my lucky (fallen?) stars that I get to be your daughter. I strive to do you proud in all that I do, each and every day. Saranghaeyo. Oh, and look! It’s our name on the cover!
And, of course, to my Spudman: my baby daddy, my hippocampus, my person. Thank you for reading every single draft, for being my biggest cheerleader, for the (many) late-night brainstorming sessions, and for your eternal well of patience. You are my home and my paradise, and I genuinely don’t know how I got so lucky. If I had a chest full of time-reversing Haetae marbles, I would re-choose my life with you. Every. Single. Time.
Last but not least, my biggest shout-out to you, dear reader. To all the adoptees, the diaspora kids, the misfits. To anyone who’s ever felt invisible, or felt like they don’t belong. Real magic lives inside all of us—in the choices we make every single day. This book is for you.
Coming in Summer 2022
The Last Fallen Moon
A Gifted Clans Novel
Book Two
GRACI KIM is a Korean Kiwi diplomat turned author who writes about the magic she wants to see in the world. The Last Fallen Star is her middle grade debut. In a previous life she used to be a cooking-show host, and once ran a business that turned children’s drawings into plushies. When she’s not lost in her imagination, you’ll find Graci drinking flat whites, eating ramyeon, and most likely hugging a dog (or ideally, many). She lives in New Zealand with her husband and daughter. Follow her on Twitter @gracikim and Instagram @gracikimwrites.
RICK RIORDAN, dubbed “storyteller of the gods” by Publishers Weekly, is the author of five New York Times #1 best-selling middle grade series, including Percy Jackson and the Olympians, which brings Greek mythology to life for contemporary readers. Millions of fans across the globe have enjoyed his fast-paced and funny quest adventures. The goal of Rick Riordan Presents is to publish highly entertaining books by authors from underrepresented cultures and backgrounds, to allow them to tell their own stories inspired by the mythology, folklore, and culture of their heritage. Rick’s Twitter handle is @RickRiordan. Visit him at
