Wheeeeee!
Thursday, May 10th, 2007I don’t do shit like this. And I’m feeling like a bumbling fool. But here’s the story.
Sierra Magazine (y’know, Sierra Club) emailed me out of the blue saying they had found on Flickr an image of mine that they want to use for a 1/2 page spread on the last page of their July/August issue. “Excellent” they said of an image marrying landscape and people that no one had ever commented on or favorited. One of my photos taken out West. (One of my favorite things in the world is taking pictures out West. I love the West.) They said to get back as quickly to them as possible as they were on a tight deadline. I did but I didn’t hear back.
“Call them!” Marty said.
I don’t do this. I don’t make calls like this. I’m also very used to shit falling through and despite my love for the world in general have become a die hard pessimist.
“Call them!” Marty kept saying, driving me nuts until I finally said, OK, OK, just to make him shut the hell up, because he wasn’t going to stop saying, “Call them!”
So I called. I was having a hard time hearing over the cell (it was crackly at least on my end) and the right person answered but I wasn’t clear on what he said so I asked for so-and-so, who had already identified himself. Marty says I didn’t sound like a bumbling fool, that he was listening and I sounded just fine, fine, fine, he said.
“Are you sure I sounded fine?”
“You sounded fine!”
Yeah, sure.
But they will it seems be using my photo and now I just have to invoice them. At least I was told they will be.
Talk about your Dumb Luck. This is some Dumb Luck. I don’t know what to think about this stroke of Dumb Luck. Which is all it is. Some very very nice Dumb Luck.
(Now if only I had a bit of Dumb Luck with “Unending Wonders of a Subatomic World” because Dumb Luck is its only opportunity.)
Whew. Well. Sigh. It looks like if you pick up the July/August issue of Sierra Club magazine you’ll see my pic and byline on the last page. I felt more secure about things when he asked me to invoice them.
My stomach is somersaulting all over the place.
I’m going to go now and buy some cactus to replace some of our plants that didn’t fare too well over the winter. (I love the West, thus the cactus, plus they are plants that generally do well for me.) I wonder if that will settle my stomach. I doubt it.
I guess I’ll be writing an invoice tonight.