Well, after grumping about editors and publishing houses in my last post, I am eating virtual crow! An editor asked to see my book proposal so I thoroughly reviewed my outline, first 2 chapters and bio, prepared a cover letter and packaged it up, double-checking everything before I made the trip to the post office. On the way home I realized that the stamp I carefully stuck on the self-addressed stamped envelope (SASE) -- absolutely mandatory to include so the editor can reply that he or she is rejecting the proposal you labored to produce! -- was one with a glorious picture of a wildflower, a stamp valued at $.41, not the $.42 now required. Sigh!
So I e-mailed the editor to apologize. SASEs seem a relic of horse-and-buggy days anyway. But I do feel annoyed at myself for forgetting rates went up.
To cheer myself up, I'm attaching a photo of Jackson and me. Hope, Jennie, Carl, and I all would LOVE to return to the Mara but we'll have to be content with looking at our photos.
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