Disclaimer: George's, not mine.

A/N: The credit for the subtitle goes to James Luceno, author of Millennium Falcon. I'm just spoofing until such time as Leia decides to publish her actual memoirs.

Passing for a Politician; or, the Crook, the Wook and Me: A Memoir in Three Parts

Preface to the Second Edition

For forty years now, my husband has cautioned me not to tell him the odds. If you are reading this, then the odds are that you have a figurine of my husband perched atop your desk, right next to the miniature replica of that hunk of junk he calls a ship. He's probably wearing his custom modified DL-44 blaster holstered at his hip. I'll give you any odds he doesn't look a day over thirty.

One of the fringe benefits of gallivanting about the galaxy with such a man is that you eventually learn to lay the odds so you can't lose. My husband calls it the vaunted Solo luck. I call it spending too much time with Lando. Either way, after four decades of marriage, three intrepid kids and too many people trying to kill us, he's finally made a convert of me. (The kids, of course, sided with him from the day they got their first model X-wings.)

I am publishing my journals in an effort to sketch the reluctant process by which I adopted my husband's questionable maxims. Now you, too, can rescue princesses, win firefights, and blow up superweapons with impunity. While my tone may strike some as irreverent, these are likely the same people who insist on calling my husband "General" despite the fact that he has tendered his resignation not once but three times. If you think public figures should keep a lid on their private lives, then you can stop right here. But if you want to know how I went from imperious senator to enthusiastic scoundrel, then read on.

Leia Organa Solo
Former Princess of Alderaan
Former Member of the Alliance to Restore the Republic
Former Chief of State of the New Republic
Full-Time Scoundrel