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A quick e-mail exchange with the boss about our success prompted me to re-read the e-mail I'd received that I thought had confirmed the acceptance of the first paper.
Not quite.
It confirmed that the editors of the new journal to which we were submitting the beastie had accepted the paper for review.
The First Paper was not accepted for publication, it was bounced for a third time.
Me and my rose-colored glasses and reading poorly worded e-mails far too early in the morning and all that.
*mild sigh*
Ahh, to hell with it. I'm on vacation and otherwise not thinking about any of that kind of writing or about any of my own work at all.
*pats the Drama Monster gently on the head and shoves it back into its cage*
It turns out that my boss had deliberately not told me of the paper rejection and resubmission, because she hadn't wanted to ruin my vacation.
In other news, I really, really, really love my boss. :D
(And thanks, everyone for your congratulations and supportive comments, but it was a false alarm...)
Not quite.
It confirmed that the editors of the new journal to which we were submitting the beastie had accepted the paper for review.
The First Paper was not accepted for publication, it was bounced for a third time.
Me and my rose-colored glasses and reading poorly worded e-mails far too early in the morning and all that.
*mild sigh*
Ahh, to hell with it. I'm on vacation and otherwise not thinking about any of that kind of writing or about any of my own work at all.
*pats the Drama Monster gently on the head and shoves it back into its cage*
It turns out that my boss had deliberately not told me of the paper rejection and resubmission, because she hadn't wanted to ruin my vacation.
In other news, I really, really, really love my boss. :D
(And thanks, everyone for your congratulations and supportive comments, but it was a false alarm...)
