Flashes of Panic

As usual, I nearly forgot that I had a column running today. Go, read it: I’m not sure anyone else does.

I actually just emailed my resignation from this particular column rotation. My primary reason is my increasing lack of time, which affects not only my ability to write but the attention I pay to the sport and therefore my ability to come up with relevant and interesting topics.

Secondarily, I think we’ve reached the interesting situation where the meager honorarium I’m paid for these columns is a bad deal at both ends. I doubt many people read them, and I’m pretty sure the site won’t be the worse for not paying me for more columns. On the other hand, if I figured the per-hour or even per-word rate I was paid for those columns, they were going pretty cheaply, even for me.

So, I’m done. If I come up with a good idea or opinion, I’ll just post it here. Or maybe I’ll flog it around to other outlets; my range of “clients” has changed a bit in recent years. In fact, next weekend we’re going to a little cross-country meet, and I have two assignments, both for print publications, and no online work.

Now Playing: I See Monsters from Love Is Hell by Ryan Adams