Last year, when I finaled in the Golden Pen, I privately felt like I owed more than I could ever repay to my wonderful CP.  When my writing was sloppy, she nailed it, and she never flinched from complete honesty.  Each Friday, for two years, she and I  have met for lunch and a massive critique of our WIPs.   My work would not be as solid as it it today, if not for her.  So last year on June 6th (…