After two days of editing, researching, re-editing, nail-biting, and market research, I am about to send out my first freelance writing submission since 2004.
I don't know whether this requires alcohol or the puke bucket.
Perhaps both, just to be certain.
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1 comment:
Don't know the proper saying for this - break a leg just doesn't seem right. I know how ya feel. I submitted an article for publication to a journal and still haven't heard. I'm trying to forget that I ever sent it.
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