A few months ago I made plans to offer a class through the continuing education department of the local community college, "The Art and Craft of Writing Speculative Fiction". Plans went well for a while, but about a month ago the department went silent and now communication has completely ceased. I guess the class was rejected and the director didn't want to face me. The only reason I know she's alive is that I saw her picture in the paper. Oh, well.
And over a year ago I sent my novel version of "The Witch of Waxahachie" to a New York publisher. I've queried a few times in the past couple of weeks, but, again, I can't even get a a reply. I suppose no reply is a rejection.
I think during the Recession some people are being stretched so thin at their jobs they can only keep up with bare essentials, and they don't even have time to tell you to go away.