As writers, and as humans in general (presuming writers fall into that category), we tend to hold on to the negative moments, the defeats, the upset (the one bad review amidst ten good reviews *crosses fingers and prays for this ratio*), while the good ones -- the things we thought nearly impossible but strove for and accomplished-- seem way more slippery and fleeting, somehow devalued, or at least harder to internalize and hold on to.

It's the human condition. In buddhism, it's referred to as Samsara.

I know more and more, as I embark on this sometimes-fickle journey toward publication, it is important to take the time to bask in the good things. I'm not good at it. At all. Instead, I'm always quickly thinking of what I didn't do, what more I could have done, and how much better I should have done it.

So, I'm making this post to memorialize for all the world (read, me) to remember: whatever the sales numbers, whatever less-than-glowing reviews the future may hold, here are four remarkable things that have happened already to The Pull of Gravity so far, and, by extension, to me.

As they say, if I die tomorrow, I should die happy*:

1. My family and a few friends read it and liked it a lot, and believed in my writing and the story (if you are amongst them, thank you);

2. My agent did the same;

3. The remarkable Frances Foster of Farrar Straus Giroux read it and loved it and then fought to acquire the manuscript;

4. KL Going and Francisco X. Stork, two of the young adult authors I admire most in the world, read it and liked it enough to give me a blurb knowing their names will be on its cover. That last part humbles me to no end.

And if you have not read The Liberation of Gabriel King or Marcelo in The Real World, and their many other magnificent books, you should. READ THESE BOOKS.

So, here's the deal. I'm walking away from the computer for an hour or so to internalize and really appreciate the good. Plenty of time for all the negative stuff later on...

and for burpees. Ugh. Yes, those too. ;)

-gae

*prefers not to die tomorrow.