I finally got the nerve to e-mail the editor of my "rely on them for a couple well-paying articles a year" magazine with the subject line, "I'm almost afraid of the answer..." My message was along the lines of, "I know you usually have your editorial meeting in late February/early March and as I haven't heard from you yet, I was wondering if I didn't make the cut?"
I heard back immediately, along the lines of, "I'm so sorry to leave you hanging. "Political" issues are preventing us from having the meeting until next month, etc. We LOVE you, you do good work for us, hang in a little longer."
My response to her on this was, "Okay, I understand. Sorry you're going through this, blah, blah, blah, slobber, kiss her ass, etc."
The whole time I'm writing this, all I can think is: WHEW! THANK GOD I DON'T SUCK!
So now I can say I'm NOT quitting freelance, it looks like they still love me, I can go forth, again, in the world with the confidence of being a poor, but humbled, freelance writer.
I heard back immediately, along the lines of, "I'm so sorry to leave you hanging. "Political" issues are preventing us from having the meeting until next month, etc. We LOVE you, you do good work for us, hang in a little longer."
My response to her on this was, "Okay, I understand. Sorry you're going through this, blah, blah, blah, slobber, kiss her ass, etc."
The whole time I'm writing this, all I can think is: WHEW! THANK GOD I DON'T SUCK!
So now I can say I'm NOT quitting freelance, it looks like they still love me, I can go forth, again, in the world with the confidence of being a poor, but humbled, freelance writer.
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