Perhaps it’s time to move on, dear readers. While I was housekeeping in the form of visiting my various e-mailboxes, I found that two of my earliest and therefore most well-known (at the time) email addresses owned by Yahoo and AOL, have been extinguished. Sure I only visit them a few times a year but alas, it seems I have left them too long unattended.
There goes my address book that was like gold to me, there goes the long and sexy chats I had with … neveryoumind, there goes all sorts of special thoughts and emails that I was saving – from friends who have left and friends who have stayed, among so many other memories. But most sad of all, I have lost my stories, my drafts, feedback, criticisms, praise and the kind words from women who wrote to me from everywhere. I’m sorry I’ve lost you all. (more…)
Check out this easy-to-use Queer bookstore in Mumbai. Queer Ink are going great guns by the look of them.
So, Google has settled its copyright case with publishers for g-rights to sell and show digitised books.
Question is, why is the settlement confidential.
Unfortunately, it is for some.
On a bad day, when I think of C and me in our twilight years, I fear.
While I was off fishing and being busy with real life socialness, many things come and gone and will continue to come around again annually; check out Saints & Sinners, the LoneStar Lesfic Festival, GCLS Convention for your lesbian lit fix.
One place that will not be appearing anymore (sad!) is TheSandbox101, a lesfic site where I housed my short stories. It was the only site that had them all. Nancy and Wizzy were mods who welcomed every writer, regardless. For me, Nancy was a brilliant friend and beta reader who supported me unconditionally and who encouraged me to keep on writing. You’re a star, Nancy.
I might move the stories onto another site or leave them offline, haven’t decided yet. But the season has passed and endings are natural.