One of the reasons I love the academic life is the built-in highs. There’s nothing quite the high you get when you make a discovery, or when something finally works like it should. I won’t lie: I’ve been known to do the happy happy joy joy dance in the halls on such occasions. The high when a paper is accepted lasts for a few days; winning a prestigious award is a rare pleasure and the high lasts longer. Learning that someone else cites your work is always nice, especially if it causes the all-important h-index to rise, as it did last night.
But, with the highs also come the lows: rejection never ceases to hurt, and at least statistically, most papers will be rejected before they get accepted. But you know what, that’s OK too, because hurting when your paper gets rejected just means you care. Without lows, there could not be any highs — and it’s the highs that matter.