DEAD, LONG LIVE
The Jane blog has died but whatev, right? Seems pretty typical of the magazine industry. You put eighteen months into a project, consider yourself an integral part of said project to only then get a phone call thanking you for your contribution after the decision has already been made to shut it down. No consolation prize. No advance warning. Couldn't we at least have done it in person to make the parting high-five possible? Nokandu. I pack my virtual blogger cubicle and never look back. There's no security guard to escort me out but I will walk out of my bedroom and then come back in for added effect. Such is the life of a freelancer.
The good news is that the Heeb blog is alive and kicking. I show up whenever I have the chance. It wouldn't kill you to read.
And to all my Jane readers, I dedicate Feist's "Let It Die". Ouch indeed.
The Jane blog has died but whatev, right? Seems pretty typical of the magazine industry. You put eighteen months into a project, consider yourself an integral part of said project to only then get a phone call thanking you for your contribution after the decision has already been made to shut it down. No consolation prize. No advance warning. Couldn't we at least have done it in person to make the parting high-five possible? Nokandu. I pack my virtual blogger cubicle and never look back. There's no security guard to escort me out but I will walk out of my bedroom and then come back in for added effect. Such is the life of a freelancer.
The good news is that the Heeb blog is alive and kicking. I show up whenever I have the chance. It wouldn't kill you to read.
And to all my Jane readers, I dedicate Feist's "Let It Die". Ouch indeed.
1 Comments:
The same thing happened with my two year stint as a book reviewer for the newspaper in San Antonio. They're just doing wire reviews now, thanks for all your work, buh-bye.
I thought blogs were the wave of the future?!
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