For the past few weeks, my husband has been blogging every day. Seriously, like, every single day. When he said he was going to do this my first thought was, “how could anyone think of enough things worth saying to keep that up?” Yes, I, a writer, should absolutely be embarrassed to have had such a thought, but as someone who has blogged (albeit, far less frequently) for a number of years, daily blogging sounded like an impossible task.
Just doing what you do. Also: copyediting is the woooooooorst
I used to work in government. For reals. When you work in a bureaucracy (God help you), you frequently hear about the concept of the “Peter Principle.” I’d hate to be the poor guy after which it was named, but the basic idea is that if you work somewhere that rewards good work with promotions, eventually you’ll be promoted beyond your own abilities. You sure won’t get promoted again, but you’ll definitely stay right there, doing a poor job until you sheepishly retreat into retirement.
Kickstarter: If promoting sexual assault isn’t the line, there is no line
Until yesterday, I had nothing but positive things to say about Kickstarter. I spent a month luring all my friends, family and acquaintances there to support my book. I happily watched the company take 5% of their donations, because – hello – I don’t know how the internet works well enough to capture that other 95% anyway. But despite how deeply indebted to Kickstarter I felt two days ago, I am now ashamed to be associated with them in any way. I feel disgusting to have used and promoted their services.
Natalie Burg 