ulanmaya
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  rare dilemmas
wish i had this type problems all the time - i have story ideas bouncing off the walls and striking me from everywhere.

i've just completed two extensive articles for one of my freelance gigs. my editor says he can't publish one of them coz we've already had 2 filipino-type events for october (coz that was filipino-american heritage month), and we can't have a third.

we'd saturate the magazine with filipino stuff, inviting the ire and wrath of other asian groups. we don't want the whole biggest continent in the planet coming down on us.

so even as i totally understand his reasons, i still persisted! i wrote the article especially for that magazine. my editor tried to be diplomatic, saying submit it elsewhere, and i did, to a newspaper here in chicago (who wants it less feature-y), and to an artsy online magazine.

since i know the chicago paper editor, i heard from him first. fat chance i'd hear from the artsy, new york-based magazine. i was hella lucky to have been noticed by the first magazine, ahaha. but i feel like a traitor!!! for submitting to the artsy mag coz the artsy mag and my editor are friends!!!

arg!!!

so i'm not expecting to hear from the artsy mag. i confessed everything to them, that i know my editor knows you guys and this is who i am but all my profiles are in dire need of a facelift, blah blah... yanno.

anyways. magazine editor said he'll publish it later this month. (he said. now all he needs is to do.) i did my rewrite, now i'm waiting for newspaper editor to respond. now i have two versions of this one article floating in a couple editors' mailboxes, waiting for their bolo and machete and the green destiny. meanwhile, i've a couple more articles lined up.

i should enjoy this spate; it don't happen at all. maybe coz it's an election year and the stories suddenly have become so glaringly obvious. i definitely don't want anyone else touching these story ideas. leave my story ideas alone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they fell on my lap. you just wait, them story ideas will come like gnats in the cold autumn twilight. i went to the chicago botanic gardens today, took pictures and took to heart the short season that is autumn. it is harvest time!

a time to reap... and a time to nap. ok. i've been working since 1 a.m. tonight. good night! :-)
 
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