The harder it is, the more it's respected -- sometimes (71/100)

This morning I was researching education journals and magazines to pitch a story idea to (the importance of nurturing teacher well-bring so that teachers can continue to care for their students). I found a really useful education website with many interesting articles on it. When I looked into their submission requirements, it said anyone can post an article, which will be reviewed by their team and considered for inclusion in their print magazine. I thought, 'Great! That would be a simple and effective way to get this article published.' I wouldn't have to pitch before sending the article which takes time; I wouldn't have to wait for editors to get back to me before writing it; and it's a really interesting, varied education website on which I would be happy to display my writing. Then it occurred to me: that website probably isn't as respected as other education publications with a more traditional, time-consuming publication process. Since part of my goal for this article is to gain some credit and acknowledgment to help my teaching resource book get published, then I should start with the best and most appropriate journal and work down from there.

I began thinking, then, about professions that are respected because not everyone can succeed at them: doctors, pilots and judges came to mind. However, there are many difficult professions that people don't hold in high enough esteem for various reasons: teachers, police, nurses and paramedics. I think one reason teachers are not respected enough is because everyone knows some teachers, everyone has been through school to some degree and everyone can probably remember a teacher who did a less than ideal job. I can't speak to why people don't value the police, nurses and paramedics enough despite the long hours the complexity and the necessity of the job they do.

70/100 -- Friday: It was another night of stormy Winter weather. I was thankful for our cozy house where we spent the night in front of the fire watching a thought-provoking movie (The Dallas Buyers Club). I forgot to post last night before climbing into bed and it was too cold to get up for the computer once I was there.

69/100 -- Thursday: I drove out to a friend's house in the suburbs. The weather was horrendous with heavy rain and wind. I was grateful for my safe, sturdy car and a friendly welcome at the other end. We had delicious pasta for dinner, which I brought, then ice cream, which she had bought because she knew I liked it. I got home too late to post.

68/100 -- Posted on Twitter: Another kind rejection, this time with constructive feedback. I'm on a roll!

67/100 -- Posted on The Migraine Game

Note that in this post double hyphens equal N dashes. There's something wrong with my character map; it won't insert anything.