Heaps of Gratitude for Life’s Awesome Shit


In the opening scene of SMALL ADMISSIONS, the reader is told that life has thrown “a huge piece of shit” in the main character Kate’s face. I often feel as though life is throwing terrible shit at me, and I know that’s bratty because while life isn’t always easy, there’s still much to be grateful for, politics aside. Thanksgiving, according to the Hallmark cards I saw today in CVS, is the perfect time to open my eyes, look around, and show some freaking gratitude. So, for real, let’s hear it for some awesome shit that life is dishing up every day.

I think it’s great that turkeys come with that button that pops up when it’s ready to eat. Avocados should have that.

I’m thankful to my husband David for reassuring me that even though I drink a lot, I’m probably not an alcoholic.

I’m grateful for flosser sticks and Xanax.

I’m grateful to Apple. (I know this one’s controversial but I don’t care – MacBooks? iPhones? We didn’t have any of this cool shit when I was growing up.)

I’m thankful for reading glasses and contact lenses because I can’t see near or far anymore.

I’m thankful that Cool Sculpting exists because – what even is that?? And sign me up for it.

I’m thankful to Emily Bestler at Emily Bestler Books for giving me a job and a book with a gorgeous cover on it and everything.

I’m grateful to my dog for getting my butt out of my chair and making me walk four times a day.

I’m so grateful to the Amy Schumers, Louis CKs, Ilana Glazers, Chris Rocks, and Sarah Silvermans for the laughs.

The Obama family? Wow, just thank you so much.

I’m grateful to @igorvolsky for the fact-based Tweets.

And I’m super thankful for wine and cheese. Bacon and eggs. Gummi bears and Diet Dr. Pepper.

I’m grateful to the woman who lasered my bikini line. Problem solved.

I’m so thankful for the writers who don’t even know me and blurbed my book – because wow, just thank you. That is a major act of kindness.

I’m thankful to the past and present women of The Debutante Ball – Who else would welcome a debutante in the over-50 category?

I’m so happy to find out about all of the awesome professional book people out there who read books and then spread the word – such as librarians everywhere, like @loanstarsCA, and book influencers like @robinkall, and bloggers like @suspensethrill. You people are amazing.

I’m so grateful to my wonderful agent Linda Chester for giving me a whole new lease on life. And to my editor Anika Streitfeld for being unbelievably tough on me and really, really smart.

I’m grateful a.f. to Planned Parenthood.

I’m so appreciative to have wonderful friends who get smarter and funnier over the years.

I’m grateful for my sisters because there is no level to which I could screw things up that they wouldn’t find a way to make me feel better.

I’m grateful to Laura Ingalls Wilder for turning me on to reading.

I’m grateful for sleep because I have 3 kids and haven’t slept properly in 22 years.

And finally, duh, I’m so grateful for books. tucker-and-books

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Amy Poeppel grew up in Dallas, Texas and left the south to attend Wellesley College. Since then, she has worked as an actor, a high school English teacher, and most recently as the Assistant Director of Admissions at a school in New York City. Her three fabulous boys are all off in Boston attending school, and she and her husband now split their time between New York and Frankfurt, Germany. A theatrical version of SMALL ADMISSIONS was workshopped at the Actors Studio Playwrights/Directors Unit. She later expanded it into her first novel.

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