Unlike my hearing loss piece, I met this deadline with all due speed under the 400 m limit, and expect criticism and a rewrite request, perhaps just minor revisions to my data and title, but haven't the faintest hope of earning all that much, mainly out of distrust for a conglomerate which doesn't make embedding easy, as does Blogger. I am not entirely sure that the .com is a genuine publishing entity.
I'll leave it unnamed until they get back to me and I complete the filing requirements, and even then, I may let you sort it out on an individual basis, but it has the insinuation of vanity publishing, hacking to the last resort.
I so wanted to be pleased; now I am not, but let's wait, let's see, and when something comes up, I'll keep applying. Not that I have to stop pitching; I'd just like real part time assignments. It is after six am. Sleep patterns changing. Stress.
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