t waves at Susan

I tend to worry way too much about that type of thing too, Susan, but there are bound to be glitches in a new web site and the editor you sent the clip to probably realizes that too. I looked at it (great article, by the way), and I certainly didn't have any clue that it was a preliminary version of the site.

Susan, it is not a bad omen. Talk to the editor. Don't grovel; you have nothing to grovel about.

Maria, OMG, I am in love with your dress. When you're done getting married in it, can I please marry it? When's your date, again?

Susan, what everyone else said. I'd just be repeating good advice already given.

Maria, OMG, I am in love with your dress. When you're done getting married in it, can I please marry it? When's your date, again?

Hee! October 1, this year. Yes, you can marry it, but I'd still like to visit every once in a while. But, um, won't Saget be uncomfortable sleeping on the floor?

I'm happy to sleep on the couch. With your dress.

Thanks, y'all. I'm still new enough at this writing business that I feel like I'm navigating a maze, and that if I'm not careful I could make some mistake that feels tiny but is actually irredeemable.

Most mistakes aren't irredeemable.

I'm not sure there are any irredeemable mistakes in writing, unless it's the sort of mistake that makes the NY Times. The main market is the hundreds of mid-size publications, and I don't have any sense that the editors of these talk to each other, much less sit around gossiping about authors. If they do get together, these days they'll be talking about budgets.

Actually, we do sit around gossiping about writers. But the only ways to be, like, blacklisted are to be incredibly rude to your editor, to talk shit about one publication to another, to say horrible things about an editor or publication on your blog or to lie.

Oops. Maybe I've been gossiped about, then. I've never commited any of those sins, though.

I'm twitchy. Anxious. Not sure why. Don't really want to go anywhere.....just.....feeling weird.