Who’s afraid of copyright?

So, I found out my alma mater has basically authorized the sale of my work without my permission. This comes just after I lectured a group of undergraduates about plagiarism and copyright infringement. I don’t blame the students for the belief that everything on the Internet, including a novel I’ve worked on for years, is theirs for the taking. How could I when the university believes the same thing? Artists make life livable. Intellectual property is what we make. Don’t steal it and try to profit off of it.

back, at least in theory

Ok, I am back in the US, back to writing, back to all the things the fall brings. I am also back in my head after last spring. I feel like the first eight or nine months of this year were imagined. Some are already forgotten, stuffed into a storage compartment in my brain, hopefully only to be unearthed when they seem archaic and harmless.

I will post a new story soon. I am working on a novel, too. How depressing is too depressing for people to read? Only trouble is interesting, right? I am just trying to figure out how much I need to temper the dark of the world so that people won’t put my book down and start drinking heavily. Still happy endings usually piss me off. You?

I just wanted to see if this blog thing (and my brain) still works. Guess it does.