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'The Moving Finger Writes; And, Having Writ, Moves On To A Three Week, Twenty City Book Tour.'
With the aid of an abacus, Elizabeth Barrett Browning counts the ways.
"Chaucer on lyne thrie."
"Dear Author: It is with great pleasure that we reject your latest. Yours, The Editors."
"I'm starting to get worried. How am I going to be adored, parodied, venerated, denounced, redeemed, and ultimately mythologized if I can't get published?"
"It's publish or perish, and he hasn't published."
"I wrote, self-published and remaindered it myself."