Friends,

Post my little public display of reflection, I received a prompt and timely email from the new WD editor, who then quickly got to the bottom of said issue (turns out there was a miscommunication re: invoices), and together we peacefully sat down and negotiated a fantastic way out of said scenario, so that everyone feels good, and not in a Treaty of Versailles type way either, like a legitimate positive step forward.

The details that you need to know about are roughly as follows: I will be continuing on with the blog until the end of May, when I will bid WD adieu while we hold each other extra long and falsely promise that we'll hang out when we're both in NY for that thing. But until the end of May, you can count on a shiny blog entry every Tuesday full of insight, outsight, and the occasional reference to Friday Night Lights. And who knows -- by June, maybe blogs will have been rendered prehistoric by vlogs, or Twitter, or the unexpected resurgence of singing telegrams.

Thanks everyone for your support via comments, phone calls, emails, etc. I really can't tell you how much it means to me without getting cheesy, and standards of decorum and dress dictate that that's unacceptable, so you'll just have to accept this e-card.

Also, it should be noted that what I did-- posting on my blog about this matter, before talking to the company -- was not, actually, very cool. I was frustrated, and I vented said frustration via the blog, as I tend to do, but it probably could've been handled in a more tactful way, and-- as a teaching point-- I do not recommend the tactic of public frustration as the quickest way to a solution. Although, if you happen to be writing a blog called This Writer's Life, it probably seems like a great idea at the time.

Now, if everyone would please pass their pitchforks and torches forward, we can get out of here.

Wicked, Twisted,
Road

Reckless Kelly