Maybe I’ve completely snapped.  Or maybe some editor out there thinks I have.  Or at least a webmaster.  Allow me to explain.  No, there is too much; let me sum up.

A couple weeks ago, I sent a submission status query to a magazine using their “Contact Us” page on their website.  I never heard back, so I went to their website today to try again.  I cannot find that contact page.

Have they changed the page?  Maybe, especially if it wasn’t working.  At least as likely is the possibility that I had six different sites up at once and sent the query to the wrong magazine.

Go ahead and say it: “Wow, that’s dumb.”  Maybe your interior monologue was kinder than that.  I suspect it was way harsher.  Mine was.

For those who visit frequently, you know I am fairly open about my missteps in professionalism.  In other words, when I screw up, I blog about it.  Why?  Because misery loves company.  And to warn other writers of the little things that can go wrong when your brain is not functioning while corresponding with (other) professionals.  And to let you kind folks feel a little less alone when you screw up (because you know it’s happened, though maybe not as often as I do).  Or to give hope to people in the “If that idiot can do it than I can” tradition.

Anyway, I hope the message is properly disposed of by environmentally friendly means (such as the delete button).