Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
"...some cunt named HorrorGal bought the e-book of the anthology I appear in -- she's going around offering pirated copies of the book too."
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
"The following autobiographical account has been left completely unedited in order to retain the author's original voice, intention, and mood. Withersin accepts no responsibility for the content."
Sunday, March 21, 2010
"The Blood of Barbara Malenky is on your hands because what your friends did to Lake Fossil Press in 2008. If you really want to hear what I'm about to say -- just read the damn memoir. You wanted me to tell my side -- I guess you're too forcefed the lies and in that you contributed to the book burnings by your actions."
"Kiss my ass you electronic pirating faggot. I have the book out there, now what cocksucker. I am not done in this business of publishing, and I will be publishing authors more controversial than myself. Saying I'm done -- well where's your fucking publishing history asshole?"
Have fun being blind to what's being forcefed to you.
What on earth are you talking about?
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Now...I am a complete novice when it comes to web sites and html, and I am using the free web site designer provided by the web host. It's going to be a while before I've got things all bright and shiny. I've got more lulz to come, too, as soon as I figure out how to let folks download PDFs directly from the web site.
Friday, March 12, 2010
We all know that Nicky's stories are littered with Gary Stu's. "Passenger" from Tabloid Purposes IV tops them all with no fewer than three, all of whom interact with each other. WAWB continues that tradition. Nicky's latest obsession has been metal music, and guess what...one of his characters is a "metalhead".
Of course, there's the obligatory Goth character. A girl.
Nicky also butchers history and religion by mixing Christian mythology (angels) with Greek mythology (Charon), nevermind that the heydey of Greek culture and mythology was about five centuries before Christianity was even a twinge in Mary's womb.
All in all, it's the usual mess.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
(BTW, I knew Nicky had tinkered with EG10 because one can now leave ratings and reviews on the book, which is Lulu's default setting. Have fun, kids...)
Even better, Andrew Hook has removed any mention of selling "Caravan of Souls" to Nicky from his web site. His cache from February 27, 2010, mentions the sale. The current page does not.
I wonder if Mr. Hook found out Nicky's reputation or if Nicky "black-balled" him for some imagined slight. Anyone want to e-mail Mr. Hook and ask? Enquiring minds want to know.
UPDATED: Nicky previously mentioned that he had had to take a writer out of EG10, so this news is sort of late - except for who it was. Nicky had this to say:
"I had to go and take a writer out of the magazine after the thing was published. So I had to go in to Open Office and pull his story out, he was lucky that I have the original files the stories was in."
Apparently Nicky is *still* challenged when it comes to making backups. Most people make back-ups regularly so that luck has nothing to do with it.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
I get a mention this time, but dear Nicky has revised history, as he usually does, to make himself look better. He says, "...such as HorrorGal who tried to con me out of $100.00 for backups of Tabloid Purposes II". What? Hold it, Nicky, I didn't try to con you out of anything. You screwed up, and I offered to help you out.
Let's look at what really happened. I blogged about it at the time (copied here verbatim):
Nicky's latest post on Blogger says in part, "Jaen you're way out of line with this one, and since you pissed on a dead authors grave with your act that is personal. I didn't even have a chance to get the files to fix the mistake of publishing you."
Since I am a kind and generous person, I e-mailed Nicky today with an offer to help him out:
"Nicky,Nicky responded within about 90 minutes:
I see on your latest Blogspot entry that you "...didn't even have a chance to get the files to fix the mistake of publishing you." I assume "you" is Jane.
I happen to have PDF copies of all four TP's, bought straight from Lulu. I'd be happy to e-mail you a copy...for a price. How about $100 per issue. What do you say? It would have to be cash, though. No screwing around with Paypal.
"Fuck you bitch. Just give me the master copy of Tabloid Purposes II."and
"You're stealing my money for a project I worked hard to create. You're a bitch."(bonus points to Nicky for using the correct form of "you're") and
"You're willing to steal my book and my money -- I would rather off you."That last is rather close to a death threat, but...Nicky isn't really capable of hurting me. I -emailed him back:
Nicky back to me a bit later:
I didn't steal anything. I bought that little CD-ROM you put together and posted for sale on Lulu. It's not my fault that you didn't back-up your files. Here's a tip for the future: flash drives are inexpensive and reliable methods of backing up files. So is burning a CD.
Most places that retrieve non-backed-up data from failed hard drives can charge a couple grand or more (depending upon what caused the hard drvie to fail.) I'd say $100 per file is a bargain.
"Just give me Tabloid Purposes II but you're not going to con me out of my money. Give me what I want and I will go away without a dime to your name bitch. I am not giving you a red cent for my hard earned work as an editor."And my response:
"I'm not trying to con you. I offered you a fair deal. $100 for my time in finding TP II on my portable file storage device, loading it onto my computer and e-mailing it to you. Once again, it's your own fault for not backing up your own files. If you don't like the deal, fine."Nicky again:
"I don't deal with industry terrorists. You'll use that money to eat your breakfast on a mirror that's racketeering lady."I'll keep updating this post as I receive more delusions and accusations.
I never received any further communications from him. However, I was serious. If he had given me $100, I would have sent him a copy of the PDF I had of one of his books. That's not a con. That's just good business sense.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Let's look at the differences. Below, the original text is in blue and the new is in red. Note that my version of TFW came from FictionPress, so although the name of the main female character different in the quotes below, I think Nicky actually made that change quite a while back.
She was a horror writer, but one that didn’t write of characters who weren't her own and bastardized the characters of a writer who didn’t agree with she did.
She was a horror writer, but one who didn't write of characters that belonged to her, and bastardized the characters of a writer who didn't agree with she did.
OK, here he did actually fix the double negative and changed "that" to "who", which is the correct word.
“Albert –– let me take a look at this one,” Patricia smiled, “I know.” She began laughing insanely when she started typing the next few paragraphs.
"Albert –– let me take a look at this one! Let me see what the hell I can come up with," Patricia smiled, "I know. Damn am I evil!" She began laughing insanely when her fingers raced across the keyboard as she had a dark thought emerging in her warped little mind..
Added a typo -- the double period is in the original text -- and added a few more words.
“What are you doing,” he said laughing.
"What are you doing? Oh shit, you didn't -- oh crap, you did...." he said laughing.
A few more words, including curses. Still waiting for amped-up terror.
JaneRae looked from below in Purgatory while she was being gnawed...
Alice was looking in abject horror from below in Purgatory while she was being gnawed...
Changed "looked" to "was looking" - a weakening of the verb and added a vague description. We're going backwards with this edit.
“Honestly I had no problem with aspiring writers writing fan fiction off my work but when they do the things that she is doing with my characters, that was just wrong,” Albert said...
"Honestly I had no problem with aspiring writers writing fan fiction off my work, but when they do the things that she is doing with my characters. That was just wrong -- it makes me sick to my stomach," Albert said...
*sigh* Then Nicky added a sentence in a big batch of badly stilted dialogue where Albert is talking to his wife Patricia:
"...They first freaked when you showed up wearing black clothing namly a long black hooded sweathshirt gown, since you're the one who does that kind of fiction."
As you know, Bob...
Jane Rae responded with a look of horror to her face...
Alice responded with a look of bloodcurdling terror to her face...
Preposition mis-use (abuse?). Bear with me, we're almost done. Still waiting for the awesome "bullet to the head" changes...
“Could this mean I am, “ she said with a frightened look in her eyes, “dead? God – I cannot be dead..."
"Could .......this mean.....that I am....." she said with a frightened look in her eyes, "D-d-ddead? Oh dear fucking God – I cannot be dead..."
Because pauses in the dialogue are oh-so-scary...and so is "fucking" (well, for Nicky maybe - and I mean the act, not simply the word).
The words that Albert said to her basically got to her in her sleep, that she has to spend the rest of her days within a fleshly coffin. Her death was not a psychical death but that of a spiritual one. She was thinking, I cannot be dead ...
The words that Albert said to her basically got to her in her sleep -- his chilling warning became a shadow in her darkest and most horrifying of nightmares. That she will spend the rest of her days within a fleshly coffin. Her death was not a psychical death, but that of a spiritual one. She was thinking as a cold horror grew within her soul, I cannot be dead...
Still not scary. I'm falling asleep now.
...even though her body is nothingmore than a coffin of skin.
...even though her body is nothingmore than a coffin of skin, she could hear her vitals fading; flatlined.
Wow, that hospital must some pretty crappy life support equipment.
The thing that Albert Joseph Poe said to her in that electronic email, the words he said would become the fate of her –– a damnation in hell as Charon awaits.
The thing that Albert Joseph Poe said to her in that cryptic hued warning e-mail, the words he said would become the fate of her –– a damnation in a never-ending hell as Charon awaits.
And that's it, folks. Those are the sum total of the changes little Nicky made to "The Fandom Writer". It's so much more awesome and scary now, isn't it? Just like a bullet to the head.
Oh....I get it....
My head hurts so much from re-reading this ungrammatical pile of stinking pig crap that it feels like I've been shot in the head. That must have been what Nicky meant.