I know, I know, that's bad form. Worse form, perhaps, is that I never really read the rejection letter they always send me (despite its particularly voluminous size)... until yesterday. And what I saw there made me truly realize what a dolt I am.
|What Stanley Schmidt sees|
every time I submit.
The other half of this lesson is that, even if I think there's no reason to submit any more to them, I really ought to read Analog, because of - rathan in spite of - the fact that it probably espouses the opposite of my worldview. Variety is the hymnal of life... or... something...