The hacker, in addition to sending most of you unwanted emails, also took a friendly moment to move several emails from my inbox and my sent box into the delete and a few other folders. I am sorting through this mess now, but in the meantime, if you had something important to tell me this morning, please resend.
My apologies for spamming everyone on my hotmail account this morning. The problem is not with my computer, but with my hotmail account; getting things fixed now.

(The worst part of this is that I just spammed several editors - I hope they understand that filling their inboxes with this sort of stuff is generally not my intention.)

Meanwhile, in an open letter to people who do stuff like this apparently for fun and games: you suck. Please, for the love of god, get a life and start doing stuff that doesn't waste my time and that of numerous other people.
So, for those of you not on Twitter that missed this, Twitter was hacked this morning and has been going nuts ever since. As a result, I accidentally spammed those of you who also followed me on Twitter with lots and lots of porn and further irritating messages, mostly because, well, when you do this to me before 10 am, my chances of recognizing that anything has been hacked are pretty slim, even with umpteem messages from various people squawking HEY YOUR TWITTER HAS BEEN HACKED WOULD YOU MIND LOGGING OUT AND NOT MOUSING OVER BLACKED OUT TWITTERS THANKS LOTS.

After some excitements, I decided to try Tweetdeck, which has decided it does not like me, and is stubbornly refusing to admit that the rest of you exist. So, on this discouraging note, I'm signing off Twitter for a bit. Seems like an excellent time to do some errands.

In related news, I spoke to the cats about this, and I have to say, they look suspiciously innocent. I was initially tempted to just lay all the blame on Justin Bieber, but we may have to broaden our criminal search. (And yes, I will be keeping a careful eye on squirrels. If I see any of them near a cell phone or a computer...well, I think we all know who to blame.)

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On a related note, my Twitter account is more parsimonious than either my Dreamwidth or LJ account; if I'm not following you on Twitter, it's solely because I'm trying to keep the time I spend on it down to a reasonable amount.
In my inbox today:

1."Frreexx Santa furry p0rnxxx." Why, internets, WHY?

On a related note, why, oh Hotmail spam filter, are you constantly shutting down legitimate messages from Gmail users and Livejournals, but sent THAT one directly to my inbox? Anyway.

2. A couple of people asking me to comment on the current conversation about pay rates for short fiction popping up here and there on recent days.

All I can say to that is this: I'm a poet. By definition, I do not have a sensible approach to this sort of thing. Also, if you think short fiction pays poorly, you should try poetry. But I digress.

My more serious answer: do what works for you. I don't think writing has one, single, solid road to success, however you are counting success in writing -- and "success" means different things to different people.

3. The best thing any writer can do is invest in a cat or a dog. They will remind you of life's true priorities: food and petting and knocking over just assembled Christmas trees.

4. Write. Write. And write more. And avoid asking anyone merrily working away at an epic poem for practical writing advice.

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