But it also left me in a really tricky position moving forward as an author trying to figure out how in the world I was ever going to write a book again that would ever please anybody, because I knew well in advance that all of those people who had adored "Eat, Pray, Love" were going to be incredibly disappointed in whatever I wrote next because it wasn't going to be "Eat, Pray, Love," and all of those people who had hated "Eat, Pray, Love" were going to be incredibly disappointed in whatever I wrote next because it would provide evidence that I still lived.
Ale také mě to dostalo do ošidné pozice. Kudy se mám jako autor vydat dál? Jak pro všechno na světě napsat znovu knihu, která někoho potěší. Už dopředu jsem dobře věděla, že všichni, kdo zbožňovali  "Jíst meditovat, milovat", budou neskutečně zklamaní čímkoli, co napíšu, protože už to nebude  "Jíst, meditovat, milovat." A všichni, kdo "Jíst, meditovat, milovat" nesnášeli, budou neskutečně zklamaní čímkoliv, co napíšu, protože to bude znamenat, že pořád žiju.