Anger Stage

I'm not going to preface this post except to say FUCK! That pretty much sums up at how upset I am from the email I received this morning.

I got an email from my editor who summarily told me that they no longer need my column. Seems I've been bumped off for more 'arts articles' space. I'm a little annoyed that it was so sudden - I didn't even get a chance to write a vale piece - but mostly, I'm feeling sad that after all this time - more than 40 issues and just short of two years - it's over. Just like that.

No warnings. No further explanations. No chance to say goodbye. I knew it was going to happen at some stage - I'm under no allusions as to my longevity of being a columnist for this magazine - but I didn't expect it to be so soon and in the way that it was done. Am I supposed to just accept it? I guess I have no choice. Besides, I don't want to make a big deal of it and surely I'll find a writing job elsewhere. But right now, I'm just pissed. FUCK!

I think it's pretty obvious that I've reached the Anger Stage.