Remember in this post how I wrote about waiting? The waiting wasn't actually that long--- it just felt it was( wasn't it Einstein how explained the theory of relativity by comparing five minutes spent at the dentist versus five-minutes spent with Marily Monroe?) Well, I am not waiting any more. I am THRILLED to announce that my book is sold. Here is the announcement that appeared on Publisher's Weekly Publisher's Lunch:
We have sold my book, "The Other Side of Impossible: How to Let Go of the Life You Planned and Find a Happy Ending", to Hazelden. I considered including a video here off me jumping up and down( I have actually been doing this a lot these last few weeks. My joy is great that my body can barely contain it). When your dream actually comes true it is, I can tell you, extremely energizing. This is what I haven wanted since I was nine-years-old and it has happened and I am ecstatic.
The day we found out that the deal was done we went to the Polo Lounge at the Beverly Hills Hotel. In Los Angeles it is a tradition that if you sign a big deal that you go there to celebrate, so we did. And when we walked in we heard what I thought at the time was a perhaps over-cocktailed older women singing "Someone to Watch Over Me", alas it was actually Richard Simmons ( yes, that Richard Simmons). And, I will have you know, Richard was wearing an all white suit, a sparkely sequined tie, and spats. Thanks to you, Richard( and Keith), for making my special day totally unforgettable. The ex-Mayor of Los Angeles, Antonio Villaraigosa, but as he didn't sing and/or wear such an incredible ensemble, he was a less exciting sighting. It, I can assure you, was one of the most memorable and magical days of my life. I felt like I was in a dream, and I sort of am still feeling that. However, this isn't a dream it is a dream come true.
Here is a picture of me basking in my joy ( and, you can see Richard Simmons in the background)
The part of the post when I go on a tangent of gratitude
I just want you to know, dear reader, that I am so extraordinarily grateful to you for your encouragement, and how you helped me to make this happen. I wouldn't have done this without you, truly, Thank you to those of you who have been with me since the beginning, you will never fully know how much you mean to me ( some of you even show up in my dreams: Linda H, Kate S., Kristen, Lynn Z, Marcela, and Leigh)---your encouragement and long-term bloggy friendship means the world to me. Thank you for making me feel like what I have to say makes a difference. And thank you for hearing me when I needed a place to be heard.
This part you might want to skip, but I feel compelled to thank a few people who I know are here and a few who aren't. Now, not necessarily in any order, I would like to thank a few people who have made a big difference in encouraging me in different ways: My 9th grade english teacher; Don Fehr; Jennie Nash; Keith; Wendy West; Jamie Cat Callan; Dorothea; Kirie R; Hannah Stephenson; Laura Munson; Wendy Brandes; Paul Steiger ; Lee Woodruff; All the people at the Harvard Writing Conference; Lisa Manterfield; Pamela Tsigdinos; The Huffington Post and the editors at Psychology Today.
So now I have moved from waiting to writing. I am on a bit of a strict schedule, however as daunting as that feels it is also unbelievably exciting, now that the waiting is over, and I have shared my joy and gratitude with you, I must get back to writing---this book won't write itself.