I came home Friday night and checked my email when I was pleased to read a note from a friend that said that the review in the National Post was positive. And when I read it for myself I was pleased, of course. It is a very thoughtful review. I’ve thought about it though. While I do derive a certain amount of satisfaction from reading nice things about my book I don’t think the degree of happiness attained would be comparable to the feelings of disappointment had it not gone well. I was continually preparing myself for a negative review all week. I guess this is human nature.