In service to the Denver community, the piece that’ll never see publication in the magazine written by everyday people like you, like me:
This is a story about Denverpieces.
It is a short story. A flash piece one might say.
Pieces Magazine. Stories written by regular people. Let your voice be heard with our all new publication written mostly by people like you. So the Web site touts.
Do you have a passion for writing? (yes)
Are you funny, witty or speak from the heart? (yes)
Would you like to report on the game last night? (no)
Does your child bring home great pieces of work that you would love to get published? (no)
I certainly have plenty of other stories to offer. Not to mention a long career in editing.
What has that got to do with storytelling?
I’ll tell you. Because this is a story not about me but Denverpieces.
Which not long ago posted an opening for a per-piece copy editor. I jumped in with both feet. I’m a copy editor with an impressive and solid background and experience. I jumped in with a well-written cover letter and resume. Not once. Not twice. Thrice.
Three times I waved my resume-holding hand and exclaimed “yahoo!” Politely and professionally. Oh, and persistently.
Three times Denverpieces responded with not a word.
Not a word. Ironic for a publication that markets itself as the voice of Denver!
Silence speaks volumes. So I called them on it. Called them out. In correspondence, Subject line: denverpieces disappoints.
I cited my prior submissions and persistence. And the unprofessionalism displayed by denverpieces. Not even a courteous nod and acknowledgment.
That’s bad. That’s rude. That’s a red flag. That’s a reason not to write for or work for denverpieces.
So you see, this isn’t a story about me, save as a writer and copy editor — and a persistent one at that — who slammed into the wall of futility.
It is really a story about denverpieces and its evidenced inability to treat this one of its (potential or actual) contributors and respondent with even feigned professionalism, acknowledgment and respect.
I wouldn’t work for or write for denverpieces if ya paid me. Whoops! I just did – for free!
“Let your voice be heard” reads the Web site. Ironic. While this piece’ll never make airtime (denverpieces hasn’t the guts) truth is truth and truth is: Denverpieces isn’t hearing my voice — and dollars to donuts that I’m not alone.
They’re certainly not honoring it.
They’re not even acknowledging it.
In the end, denverpieces represents a hack job in professionalism. Silence is not always golden. Sometimes it’s just plain rude, thoughtless, discourteous.
It’s reason not to read, contribute to, purchase or support the publication. It’s reason to write this story.
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Update: Shortly after submitting this story to the editor, a voicemail acknowledging receipt of resume was (finally) forthcoming. End of message. End of story.