The End of a Blogging Era

Howdy ladies and gentlemen. Particularly my followers, who I’ve accumulated over the years. After some consideration, I’ve decided it’s time to retire this blog.

I’ve told myself for the longest time I was going to get around to giving it a face lift. A new theme, maybe maintain an actual writing schedule for it. But these ideas have been constantly brushed aside for more exciting projects. And unless you pay for hosting yourself, the written posts just promote the advertising clicks for whomever is giving you a blog. They love free content.

Well, I was fine with that once. But these days, if people want to read what I write, I’d rather them go read it at Thunderbird.

I’m not alone in this. Andrew and I both agreed it would be better to drive attention to our work. Thus we decided to move our personal stuff to an op-ed section over there, starting later this month. I’ll be redirecting my domain to my forthcoming personal page on Thunderbird. And I’ll probably copy over some of my “greatest hits” blog posts and delete them here.

For those who have followed He2etic’s Hysterical Horoscope all these years, I thank you. You can still read my stuff, but it’s time to move onto bigger and better things. Check back on for the redirect in a few weeks.

The Joy of Controversy

Yesterday, I sat down to talk about a controversial subject but ended up deleting the post. With a handful of anthologies due out soon, I decided, “Hey! Y’know, maybe you should wait until it’s just you before you screw up everyone’s careers with needless drama.”

There’s good controversy and there is bad controversy. Everyone has ugly thoughts, but we just pound on the few people who voice them. The joy of blogging is that if you take your time, you can eloquently discuss a controversial subject without offending anyone. You have all the words in the world, and you can carefully approach a topic and talk about it with respect.

There’s always going to be people who want you to screw that up though. Whenever you say something intelligently that they disagree with, they’ll probably ignore you. The most damaging thing they can do is pretend you never said it at all. Some are vicious enough to take whatever you said and pull a few words out of context, but they can reasonably be called on it.

But when you say something stupid? They will never forget.  The brother of my childhood friend used this quote a few times to explain the nature of this beast:

“You can build a million bridges, but if you suck one c$%^, you’re a c&#$sucker and not a bridge builder.”

I mentioned a couple of days ago how easy it is to get into trouble on Twitter. It’s true, a lot of celebrities have gotten into all kinds of hot water in 140 characters or less. Why? Well, 140 characters calls for putting a thought very concisely. Get it right or don’t bother. It’s easy to be passionate and not think about what you’re about to do, especially when the only thing between you and hundreds of thousands of followers is a typed sentence and the ‘Tweet’ button.

The internet is not one for giving things back. Before you ever tell that non-PC joke, send that tweet or publish that blog, take one hot minute and ask yourself:
1) Could this message start a swarm of angry, bothered people coming after me?
2) If so, is this statement something I’m jesting about, or am I serious about?
3) If I am serious, is it worth the trouble?

Chalk it all up to personal experience. Mastering answering these three questions have proven invaluable for in keeping me out of trouble probably 97% of the time. This has been a PSA in no way connected to that other 3% of the time.

So Mmmngry

Some of my art for no particular reason.

Some of my art for no particular reason.

Is there anything more passive aggressive than the strike out option? Well shut your pie hole! If there is, then let me know.

Because I had a rough time yesterday with my entry, Confessions of a Tech Priest. While using the numerically ordered list button, I kept losing my line breaks. I went back a dozen times, but it kept failing to create new paragraphs at random points. It was infuriating to deal with and I’m not certain I got it all.

I’ve been trying to help my friend get an IT position he needs to start his career. He even created a Youtube posting about it to give voice to his frustration. Only today I found out that he has not been using Craigslist. I corrected that quickly and found several positions he should have luck trying for. Cross your fingers for him.

In the mean time, I’ve been writing more fantasy. I now have two long and incomplete pieces waiting to be finished and it kind of frustrates me. One of the pieces grew into something far larger than I thought it would, approaching near novella length. It also requires some research to make more detailed. Maybe I’ll just set it aside and focus on the short stories until I get published a few times. Then lengthen and complete it, and pitch it as a full novel.

So it’s strictly pulp fiction for me for a while. Oh, I’m at 19939 words this month so far.