I was nodding my head while reading this.
I actually had an email from…somewhere. You know those “catch a dumb writer emails” that for some reason latch onto…dumb writers Well, this one wanted me to PAY for a course on learning how to write for HuffPo. WTF?
Write for free? But I have to pay to learn. F that!
I’ve watched the Harlan Ellison video several times (at least twice here) and it never gets old. He speaks the truth.
The guys fixing our barn roof didn’t want to do it fro free.
The man who bulldozed the snow in front of our cars wanted to be paid.
I can’t get free groceries…although I can get senior discount on Wednesdays. But I digress.
Living costs money.
I never had a trust fund. My trust fund was/is ME.
People who create – books, stories, articles, paintings, photographs, songs, etc…these people (like you, like me, like WE) deserve to be paid if you are using our creation for…anything and are making money on it.
So, Kristen, I am boycotting HuffPo with you. It used to be one of my favorite places to go when I was bored…No, nope, nada, uh-huh…
It will just give me more time to write.
Kristen goes FULL VIKING.
Okay, so I just about calm down then see something that fires me up. So yes folks, I put on my war paint. And Huffington Post? You have simply gone too far.
Enough.
Some of you may be asking what has gotten my panties in such a bunch. A friend of mine, Chuck Wendig, who’s a fantastic writer and legendary blogger brought this quote to our attention yesterday in his post Scream It Until Their Ears Bleed—Pay the Fu&%ing Writers. In Chuck’s post, it’s easy to tell what set him off. Check out this quote:
Um…bite me?
THIS Folks, is what happens when we let FREE get out of hand. FREE has side-effects and one of the primary side-effects are hallucinations that the other person likes it and needs it and actually you’re doing them a favor.
Jackass.
Before we go any further, yesterday I…
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