I am now a published writer. I sent a letter to the editor of the National Post (find the original here) which was printed in today’s paper. While I was quick to prance around the house, proclaiming myself the next Conrad Black or Rupert Murdoch, the GF reminded me that I did not even get paid for it.
True. I guess I am still a long way from being paid for what is now really a hobby.
It is amazing how quickly some of us in the “new media” desire the recognition of those in the mainstream.
I feel like the short, chubby, ugly girl at the dance who swoons when the school quarterback looks in her general direction.
Update: You can find the letter here (needs subscription)
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