The Second Meeting
Tonight’s newspaper meeting was slightly less stellar than last weeks. I was told that there was no room in Arts this week, nor next. Also, the woman who I presume to be the co Arts Editor was there (I hadn’t seen her last week) and she didn’t seem to keen on the idea of me even being in Arts ever. So, I got palmed off onto the writer of the iPage. He said that should he get a full page (normally he only gets half a page, but every now and then he gets a full one) he might be able to print about 300 words. But even then, didn’t sound overly optimistic. Getting 483 down to 300 wasn’t actually that hard, so now I just have to hope there’s space…
In closing, a note to self: don’t get your hopes up. No better time to learn this than right at the start I guess.
Wordcounts can be a bastard sometimes. But also very helpful in other respects.