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.
As they say, if I die tomorrow, I should die happy*:
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. ;)
*prefers not to die tomorrow.