My inbox after being freshly pressed. And that’s only the first page, after deleting all of the “like” and “follow” notifications…
I planned my victory. Write a slightly controversial rant targeting America’s favorite past time, publish it under the guise of an innocently idealistic teenager, and sit back and watch the WordPress editors do their job. It was almost too easy. After two years of toiling away, I have finally won. Continue reading
the quiet voice 