How you know you've arrived, Pt 1.

You know you're in the business when you start getting rejection letters. Mind you, this isn't rejection from the big boys--Speculum, say, or the JMEMS--but from a small conference proceedings journal. I'm not mad, really, because their comments were right: that essay was really space cadet, mostly because it'd been cut down from my thesis and I'd not made the argument clearer in the revisions. In all fairness I thought the deadline was later (that's what I get for not going to the business meeting) and thus went at it in a bit of a rush.

Still, rejection's annoying, and part of me suspects I'll never amount to anything, but we carry on regardless, eh?