Sending out Zōsan was a bit like how I imagine NASA scientists launching a probe out into the great unknown.
There it goes…
The time thereafter is filling with so much silence, though you remain hopeful that it makes it to its intended destination.
…hope it makes it…
And then, weeks, months, sometimes years, that signal comes in.
Every now and then I encounter someone who has my book, and they take that couple of moments to mention a few positive words about it. They may as well have handed me a bucket of dark chocolate and given me a steady five minutes of high-fives. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t motivated by positive feedback. I don’t seek it out, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy it!
I’m sure there are many out there who have read it and thought these things and for myriad reasons the feedback never got to me — and that’s okay too. Hearing it from even just a few—even with so few words—is enough. After all, the real motivation comes from the making and the doing, but it never hurts to get that faint signal every once in a while.