I should have stayed in bed this morning.
It began on the Amazon forums. That's a crazy ass amount of whack-a-doodling. Those people are so freaking nuts. It's like a troll graveyard except the damned trolls refuse to die.
But what got me this morning was someone created a thread pointing out what she thought was plaigarism and was pointed out to her was not. And then (this is the wtf-uckery) mentioned how Janet Dailey had been accused of plaigarizing La Nora because she she kinda copied a paragraph or two.
I'm sorry. Can we all WTF! that one together?
She stole 2 stories outright and was found guilty in our legal system.
Now over on DA they're talking about self-pubbed authors rewriting their books after they've been put up for sale.
For sale means complete. Not I finished my first draft and I want to make money. But it might not be done. Or it might. Depends on what kind of feedback I get.
Seriously, my bed looks really good right now.
Some really crazy shit in my personal life which I won't go into.
But we got a dog. That's him in my bed. Under my blanket. On my pillow.
Good thing he doesn't drool. Even better thing: he's banned from my bed so my daughter, her dog and the two cats have all moved into my daughter's bedroom and I got my bed to myself. Yes, After 11 years, I got my bed to myself.
I am not lonely.
Carolyn is supposed to have a/c back today so I'm letting her out of the basement. Also I can't afford to feed her anymore. That woman goes through a shitload of sweet tea and chips.
And I have my book with an editor and I started on Book Two (I'm doing my first series) and I tossed the whole thing because I realized today that I have the wrong heroine. So back to the beginning.
I really should have stayed in bed this morning.