So I want to thank you now, while this moment is happening.
Life is never as you expect it to be. I fell madly in love when I was young and married when I was still in college to a man I later realized I didn't know at all. We had a beautiful, brilliant and sensitive little boy together who has special needs that present their own challenges. My marriage ended in a spectacular and frightening way when my son was two and I've been a single mom ever since. At the time it was emotionally traumatizing and financially devastating. I abandoned the fashion industry where I had been carving out a career for myself and took a marketing manager job at a small tennis club that had a daycare. Unfortunately they weren't equipped to handle children like mine and eventually I ended up spending more time in the daycare than at my desk which didn't work for anyone, least of all my employer.
|With My Son at a Book Event|
|Hamptons Launch Party|
And then I have moments like these. Moments when my readers come to the rescue and find a way to wedge my name between Martel and Grisham and then my perspective changes. It's only a moment. I have no way of knowing how long it will last and it's entirely possible that it will end before it changes my financial situation in any significant way. But it's a moment that will bolster and motivate me. Because even if the moment ends tomorrow I'm reminded that moments like these are possible and it drives me forward. It makes the blank screen I'm about to write on seem like an opportunity rather than an imprudent indulgence.
If I was at the Oscars I'd read off a laundry list of people who helped make this happen. My amazing editor, Adam Wilson who bent over backward to keep me in the game, my mother who has always been there as a babysitter, therapist and loan officer when I needed one and so on. But no one could have helped me without my readers dedication.
So I'm going to say it one more time, thank you for this moment. It means everything to me.