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Ghost Writer

BOO!

You may well wonder with the number of ‘ghost-written’ blogs being presented. You know, ghost-writers? People who will, for a fee, write an article on any subject for another person to take credit for. Ghost writer.

There’s nothing wrong with this, per se, sometimes we go on vacation or are hospitalised and we don’t want our readers to be aware of our ‘disappearance’, so we hire a writer to bring a subject to life and dazzle our readers; the difficulty I have in this, is it’s not being honest.

Our readers think we are brilliant (do so!); they have come to enjoy our take on life not just to read for reading’s sake! (Or, at least I HOPE that’s how you come to read my stuff…) I’m not speaking of guest bloggers, those are awesome and bring a different outlook, (usually); a refreshing view, if you will. No, I’m speaking of those who, with a little manipulation and understanding of algorithms and ‘key-words’ pay writers to come up with original content to wow or impress their readers, only it’s not THEM who is/are doing the impressing.

It’s cheating, and I’m not a fan. I read blogs because I want to hear other opinions and get new ideas, not to get ‘high ranked words’. I like to hear a ‘voice’ come through, and having ghost-writers avoids the personality and just spits out regurgitated mumbo-jumbo.

Oh, most of those blogs are interesting, sort of, but they’re usually flat, because the ghost-writer has no ‘stake’ in the content. The fees paid, typically don’t equate to a high-level of intellectual involvement, just a quick jotting of words; and often times don’t ‘sound’ like what we’ve come to expect. (Although, with a few blogs being totally ghost-written, one may never become aware of this.)

I have recently taken on a few of these assignments, to ghost-write blogs for those without the time or ideas to fill their daily requirement and I must say they are a rude lot!

They demand a certain length for a paltry fee, and let you know that it will be unacceptable if it comes in at this length. They actually want it longer, but aren’t willing to cough up extra pennies to pay for the work.

They also are cagey about requesting the use of ‘key’ words. This is when you are aware you are writing for a client who is a taker. Someone who has figured the system out well enough to earn an income off of people simply clicking ad buttons on their blog that only reflects the top 100 ‘key’ words, although, the content might be great.

Again, it’s not that I’m against people benefitting from a flawed system, (how do I jump onboard?) it’s that I despise someone taking credit for something they haven’t done! Or, maybe I hate the fact that we can be duped so easily. (I say we; even though I am guilty of writing some articles, I still don’t know for WHOM I wrote them…)

So WHY do I (and other good writers) do it?

The money. I need the extra income due to some interesting developments in my personal life. (Nope still married, sorry dudes…lol). Others may want a vacation and sales give them disposable income; others may find expenses mounting and need the income; or an unexpected bill (my case). I’m not knocking the practise; just …why not admit: Written by… For…; would it be so wrong?

So, enjoy well written blogs but don’t despair over not being as ‘perfect’ or as ‘awesome’ as some – chances are it’s a community effort…

Me? I’ll keep writing whatever pays, (yup, willing to prostitute my writing – I like writing too much not to), I’ll just remember what I read may not be what the blogger actually wrote…

Now to look at these reviews and see which products I’m going to pretend I’ve used and write a glowing, or scathing, report for…

preferring the truth,
~khrys…

PS: Yep, I wrote this… think I ought to hire someone else?

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I am female, which means as all males of this era will insist I am the weaker sex. Ha! These men would be nothing if their mothers hadn’t taught them to be brave, heroic, honest and honourable and their fathers taught them skills. They, or at least the ones raised up in a caring environment, will doff their cap or come to the aid of a lady in distress…

Then there are those whose upbringing was of a more personal nature: eat-or-be-eaten. The world is filled with these miscreants, who will smile at you and, when you lower your eyes, they’ll shove a carving knife through your heart…

Still I am in charge of my smallholding; a pittance of the Grande Kingdom, to the North of Wolcast, where I was born. Removed to the plains South of Wolcast when my uncle seized power, his blade still dripping with my father, the King’s blood. Many, who stood bravely by my side, refusing to surrender or pay allegiance to the usurper of the throne, paid with their lives, their screams still haunting me; their homes burned, their families murdered.

Offered the holding in the region of Norweld, a small stone hovel, really, I grasped at it. Determined to re-build and make my uncle pay for his treachery…

I wish to build my Master City, Iridescent Rivers, into a rich and thriving merchant hub, where squabbles and petty crimes are intolerable. Where news can flow and persons can find respite. Join me in my quest… for you will find I am loyal, trustworthy and generous; but woe to the traveller bent on destruction and harm, for no quarter will be shown…

*the plot begins to churn…*

*hugs*…
luv khrys…

Soooooo… whatcha think? LOL… I imagine I will be toast in 5-days… but the novel idea (or maybe simply a story) shall grow for many sleepless nights, drats and double-drats!

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Illyriad… A great place to waste your day… I am apparently building a ‘kingdom’ – I called it Iridescent Rivers… I have 7-days before they let the warriors test my strength, until then I am supposedly safe from attack… So, basically, I have 7-days (real-time) before I die… Ought to be interesting… take care… *hugs* luv khrys… 

“Hi there. Don’t mind me…” (Flitting about anxiously peering out deep casements, watching the siege unfold.)

“I’m khrystle-raine. I was drawn into this world by a very seductive app photo and compelling need to play a game that was more mind consuming than lining three objects up and watching them disappear from the game board.

“I installed the app, along with several others, although three-quarters are already in the garbage… *delete*…

“Whoa! Watch yourself.” (Pulling you away from the window, letting the thick leather curtain fall back into place, before stooping to retrieve the arrow that nearly ended this interview.) “Please, do be careful.

“Now, as I was saying, after settling myself down, I clicked on the app. Appliance? I still don’t know what app stands for, but it starts a program or takes you to a website where you argue with the gatekeeper for nearly an hour, before you realise the gate keeper was right, you were wrong; it doesn’t matter if you were correct, the gate keeper has the FINAL word.

“You figure out what it is the gate keeper is asking for and you comply and, instantly you are transported to this imaginary time and world that kind of combines tenth-century through sixteenth-century and imaginary trials and tribulations along with real (faux) scenarios, diplomacy; trade; higher learning, etc…

“Yikes!” (An arrow pushes past the curtain as a gust of wind lifts it.) “Maybe we should move to the inner room.

“Now, the gatekeeper introduces you to a very kind Invisible-Wizard who urges you to accept the offer of a tutorial, which, you really ought to take advantage of.” (Shooting arrows, or whatever I’m capable of…I haven’t really entered the combat zone yet…)

“The tutorial lets you know you ain’t getting out alive.” (Short laugh) Actually, I highly recommend the tutorial. Without it, you would be hopelessly lost instead of mildly flummoxed.

“There are a million things that need to be taken care of and suddenly, I’M in charge? (Not sure who’s bright idea that was…) I learned my appointment was/is as a lowly Governor. Director; Ruler; Administrator; Head; Superintendent; Regulator; Controller… Are you getting this? Those batteries will not last long here. There is no electricity to recharge; I hope you brought a pencil and notepad.

“Good gracious… Didn’t I have a peace treaty with you???” (shouting uselessly out the doorway at the stonewalls, expecting my soft-spoken voice to drift the mile or so between where the army-captain stood and where I cowered, swishing skirts muttering about modern clothing for women.)

Turning back to you, “It’s true you know, I struck a peace treaty my second day here, even though I was under the protection of the ‘gawds’ for seven-days; a rainbow covered my lands, protecting me from all who meant harm. On the eighth day, the veil lifted and I saw, camped around me hoards, ready to destroy my carefully constructed, tenuously poised fiefdom.

“Some I made treaties with, some proudly marched in as saviours, protecting my lands, others sent spies and saboteurs to destroy and confuse me. I have many people counting on me to save them from death or prison. I intend to win. Please excuse me. I will be back; you should be safe here. Please don’t leave; I don’t need to be wondering where you’ve gotten yourself.” (Gather up whatever weapons/potions/stuff I am able, creep from the room closing the thick wooden door and with my back pressed against the icy-cold stonewall of the steep, damp, dark staircase, cautiously slip down to the melee…) 

SO… Should (can?!?) I turn this into a novel?!? Currently it is not even an outline; just an idea…

*hugs* …luv khrys.

PS: (Of course it means research… don’t know too much about other centuries…don’t know nuthin’ really…lol)

PPS: I can’t help you get past the gatekeeper; I still don’t know what I did right or wrong…

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I have a sneaky suspicion that if I don’t write this, I am never going to have any peace.

I am a Christian. Not a very ‘good’ one. (By that I mean… I make mistakes…sometimes pretty big ones…)

What is YOUR definition of a Christian?

Mine is someone who believes in the TRINITY of Christ. Believes that Christ was born, of a virgin, died and was resurrected on the third day and was drawn to Heaven after being seen, arisen, by thousands, and now resides at the Father’s right hand. Whew! That’s a lot to trust in.

HE WAS SEEN… doesn’t that mean ANYTHING to non-believers? Okay…wait, I’m getting ahead of myself.

Now, believing in that is step one. (In my eyes, yours may see something different, we’re probably both right.) Without believing that (step one), step two, and so on, is a huge colossal waste of time, so, if you don’t hold to step one, you are going to need to get your notepad handy and begin jotting down YOUR explanation of things…

Step two… pray. Continually, IN THE SPIRIT. Don’t just spout off prayers. Listen to God and pray as HE dictates. It’s not really that hard; HE’S ‘dying’ to talk to you. He uses this dude, NO DISRESPECT INTENDED, called the Holy Spirit.

The Holy Spirit fills you with a sense of… well, I think for each person the feeling/filling is different, like jelly doughnuts, I like blackberry-cream; you might like raspberry-jelly or chocolate-cream. But however He gets your attention, you ought to listen, cause He’s like, really, really smart.

Step three… keep IN THE word. This means the Holy Bible, for which there are MANY versions. Ask around. If you REALLY can’t figure out which one is a true representation of God’s word, ASK a local Pastor. Just as the Bible has been translated into many languages, each one varies slightly, but, as long as it’s not a paraphrased version calling itself THE Bible, you should be okay. (If ALL else fails to give you the sense that this is THE one God wants you to read, take the OLD King James Version and start there. Why? Because the Holy Spirit breathed this one into being a very long time ago and while some scholars believe portions were incorrectly translated, most of the time these inconsistencies are merely traditions and not the validity of God’s word. It is a good grounding Bible.)

As you keep IN the word, read God’s message daily. Online Bible Studies or Devotions are good; attending a local Bible study is better, (sometimes, occasionally these are nothing more than coffee-klatches with great doughnuts…). Weigh everything against God’s word/intention. (Sounding preachy now, aren’t I…)

Step four… SHARE what God lays on your heart and don’t worry if you look/sound foolish; people thought/think Jesus was/is a raving lunatic. (as long as they believe in the “IS”… *grin*) 

Now, I believe this is what makes a person a Christian. There are lots of other nuances that appear as someone follows the word closer, gets a deeper understanding, and lives a closer relationship with God, but there are so many and to each is given different gifts so to one person it may seem as if someone else ISN’T really doing all they can because their gift is different. Some have a heart for serving the poor and living amongst them; others have the ability to earn large dollars, which they donate, to these causes. A different gift for every person, all God asks is for us to use it as HE intends and directs. (And, of course give thanks for EVERYTHING.)

Now, WHY am I telling you this?

Good question.

I just received a letter from a publisher regarding a novel of mine that is shall we say, unfinished? I have completed it, really, but it FEELS unfinished & not ready to stretch its wings yet. I don’t like the thought that, (because this is a new publisher for a new genre I’m tackling) the first read through may be the last opportunity for me to get my foot in this door.

Still, THEY contacted me. Conundrum, conundrum(And me without musical skills.)

I have a few weeks to think this over. I need to decide WHY I don’t like the characters… what is the elusive ‘thing’ that keeps them from being dimensional… For this novel, there is no beta-reader involved and I hadn’t thought I’d need one, it wasn’t/isn’t one of my ‘current’ projects, simply a bit of free-styling. I’m rambling…sorry… thinking with you as the sounding board; forgive me.

Shall I “go-for-it” and trust that the Holy Spirit led this publisher to me? (I find that a bit of a stretch…) Shall I hold back and possibly lose the best chance yet for this novel to reach and touch lives…? Shall I fix the dang thing and send it in and ask for forgiveness because they caught me unawares???

Conundrum, conundrum…

Or, is my hesitation born of the Spirit, convincing me this novel isn’t ready? Am I truly listening and hearing what God is saying?

Not a very satisfying ending…

*hugs*…
luv khrys

For better or for worse, I accepted the NANOMO Challenge. And I am REALLY going to try and complete it. Even if I have to put away my computer and lock up my hands; I will NOT write MORE than fifty-thousand words this month.

And, like New Year’s resolutions, this too shall come to fail.

It’s only day three. I didn’t decide to take part until around ten a.m. day one, November first. It took nearly the whole day to register. I read their history. I read whom they hired for proof-reading and I’m assuming she didn’t proof-read the blurbs in the history. No biggie.

Then I needed to choose a story line and get writing. ACK! I am already halfway through a novel, I am now supposed to set it aside and complete a novel, worthy of publication, in thirty-days?! The things we decide to do on the spur of the moment! We should have our heads examined! (Yes, I’m including YOU in the we…WE’VE all done it! Agreed to something that we wonder ‘WHY’ later on.)

So, relying on The Lord, intuition; coffee; memory (joke folks…only joking); and my fingers I have spewed over ten-thousand words already! (As of yesterday. This is while working full-time at two jobs; I set the third, writing, aside for the month. I am self-employed at all my jobs and the second I’ve decided to cut way back. The first, well it practically runs itself, so no issues there.)

And I am procrastinating, aren’t I?

At this pace, I’ll have four or five novels finished by the end of November! Or I’ll burn out before finishing the first. The problem is, words are easy. I really do have over ten-thousand started Thursday afternoon. But, even as I read them back, I have no IDEA where this story is going! My son laughed at me. “How can you write ten-thousand words and not say ANYTHING?”

It ain’t easy, let me tell you.

I have the bones. The issue: I usually know approximately, what the story is about by the time I’m into the second chapter. I’m in chapter four, and while I have set up a few scenarios that can play out, I don’t have an overall cohesive vision.

I feel like Paul while he was still Saul. Wandering blindly, following instructions from those more learned than myself. I just hope God doesn’t blast me with blindness so I can see! But, thy will be done. (but if I have a say…?)

I am trusting that the Spirit will show me what to write, and when it’s finished. (or, if like everything I write, it becomes a series, cause I don’t know when to shut up…)

Okay, the dogs got me up early and I’m still working on my first pot of coffee. I’ll keep you posted on how it’s going. Or where. Right now I haven’t even got a name! I filed it under “NoNameYet”. (I wonder if I can include this in my word count…? LOL)

So, for now, God bless…

*hugs*
luv khrys.

For some reason I was unable to post on this, No ‘F’ Words Given, blog (actually I use to post quite regularly to TechCrunch, not sure why my browsers (all of them apparently) won’t let me post anymore.)

Which forces this blog.

A ‘rebuttal’ of sorts to their ‘rebuttal’ of sorts, No ‘F’ Words Given, regarding many of their READER’S objections to their using the “F” word TWICE in consecutive posts.

The writer, Alexia Tsotsis, smugly points out, at the end, she did not use the “F” word ONCE during this rebuttal; and pats herself on the back.

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I have a huge objection to her ‘so-called-wimpy-a**ed-attempt-to-placate-HER/TECHCRUNCH’S-readers’; IF YOU DON’T WANT ME TO READ YOUR ARTICLES, PLEASE TELL ME; I’LL TAKE YOU OFF MY ‘BLOGS-I-LIKE’ LIST.

The article begins by lambasting the EXCEPTIONALLY large volume of complaints they <TechCrunch> received from their READERS. (Although, they/she seem/s to think these people just walked in off the information-highway, saw the blog and decided to shout ‘foul!’)

Nowhere do I see an apology. Just the defense of their use of the “F” word in the headline of their articles.

The truth is that even one F-word isn’t okay when people are looking to get up in arms about something, and I know because I’ve published one F-word-headlined post (one in my whole life) and it was received in exactly the same fashion as these two, with a barrage of phone calls and emails and tweets: “That’s crazy! You’re crazy!” I still have to hear about it at parties. Pasted from

To this, please gentle reader, turn your head; it is now that my bi-polarity

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comes full circle and boils over:

F*** YOU ALEXIA TSOTSIS!

This TRUTH you present didn’t warn you that people are NOT ready/willing to see such childish journalism?

We don’t require big fancy words; nor do we ask for gutter-speak, we, or at least I, tune in to receive interesting feedback or cutting-edge information. Not to be sworn at. (And, yes, as you point out, NOT to receive cookie-cutter re-hashing of press releases. If a journalist/bloggist/writer is friends with an industry professional, then they should take even MORE care to be UNBIASED. Not foul-mouthed.)

“You still have to hear about it at parties.” Well I guess it’s true, it’s not who you are, but what you’re remembered for. (I actually misspelled remembered and in retrospect, the misspelling may actually ‘suit’ the sentence better, namely: ‘reamembered’ Fitting, no?)

Your attempt, A. Tsotsis, to pervade ME (ME being your readers who took the time to let you know their opinion) as an uneducated Neanderthal Religious icon is pathetic. (Weren’t aware that’s how it comes across?? Read your article again.)

Certainly, if/when I voice an opinion on verbiage, I would expect to be taken seriously; or at the LEAST politely; definitely not cookie-cuttered and tossed! Now, (as I stated earlier) I was unable to post my outrage at seeing those headlines, but I did write a very long blog.

I deleted it when I viewed your rebuttal, in favour of this one. Apparently there were quite a few others who were able to voice their disgust/outrage/mirth.

The other bit of feedback I heard was that these posts weren’t thoughtful, or smart or somehow damaged the TechCrunch brand because they used swearing or weren’t 100% positive. Bollocks! Pasted from

BOLLOCKS? REALLY? You disagree with the large volume of readers that in choosing to allow lowly, gutter-snipe words to degrade the article it hasn’t damaged your brand? You decide that WE’RE wrong? You choose to belittle and brush your hand, as if to say, “Puh-leeeeeeeze. Grow up.”

Well, Ms. (Mrs?) Tsotsis, I invite you to do the same.

You DO realise its not a contest, right? If we, as readers, receive THIS type of treatment, we don’t HAVE to sit and listen; we can, and will turn you off. Yes, it DID lower your brand. Grow up, admit that it was unnecessary, and wrong. Apologise like a big girl and understand that if you P*SS-OFF your readers, your job no longer exists.

Try writing the “F” word into a week’s worth of blogs and see what the viewer count shows. Try it for two weeks; after all, you don’t seem to feel it’s an issue.

My guess is your readership will shrink significantly and your demographics will change. No longer will you have intelligent people following you. Think the barrage of so-called ‘non-sense’ regarding the “F” word was ‘childish?’

Wait until all that is following you IS children.

I certainly do expect you to apologise. I expect that, in a non-too-future-blog, an actual apology for treating this like ‘fluff’ will be present. I certainly DO NOT expect to see the “F” word or the “S” word or any other profanity in your headlines. Sometimes, okay, I will grant in the body of the blog/article, those words speak clearer than others; but not in the headline. That’s just pathetic.

I am only ONE reader who was unable to post my red-flags. I wonder how many others also wanted nothing more than to spout off, but for what ever reason were prevented as well? And how many friend’s they’ve e-mailed?

Any publicity? Sometimes. Preventable or damage-control? Possible. Continued ‘head-turning’ and ‘blindly-ignoring’? Death sentence.

Sorry folks, occasionally, I get REALLY angry.
I hope I haven’t offended anyone, PERSONALLY. Professionally, I hope my anger fell in the right places.

*hugs*
khrys…

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PS: I invite rebuttals and disagreement. EVERYONE is entitled to THEIR opinion; whether it’s wrong, or mine! 

Truthfully, I don’t expect everyone will agree with me; nor agree with my arguments. That’s okay. I will still take remarks seriously. (In the manner in which they are presented.) Thanks for listening to my RANT…
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Wow! It’s almost 7 a.m.! I’ve been up for three hours! WHY? It’s Sunday. No need to get up early. Church begins at 10:30, but by that time I’ll be sleeping (or wishing I was sleeping) again. 

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Mother Tongue… Are you SURE???

I’m reading a book titled,The Mother Tongue; English & How It Got That Way”, by Bill Bryson. You could be excused for thinking that you were going to be able to read this book, I mean: ENGLISH? 

Ok, just for fun, here’s an ENGLISH sentence, (Kentish dialect, in about the 15th century), that I’ll bet 100% of Christian readers out there know and probably about, oh, say, 80%? of the rest of the literate world would recognise and be able to put it into context. 

“And vorlet ous oure yeldinges: ase and we vorlete(p) oure yelderes, and ne ous led na3t, in-to vondinge, ac vri ous vram queade.” (Page 60) 

Okay… all together now… “HUH?!?” 

Firstly, a note. The (p) is actually a ‘p’ overtop/overlapping of a ‘b’. I’m not quite sure how to get that character, or even what the name of it is. Does that make any difference? Did it help you at all??? 

The ‘3’? Uhm, well, it is/was a 3. It extended down a little beyond the ‘bottom’ of the line, but, uh, ya, it is/was a 3… (no more help there.) We’ll come back to this sentence later, (I want to tease you with it for a bit; humour me!) 

This book, (of which I’m only about half-way through) is actually interesting. In a dry sort of way. The first chapter was truly amusing. (Well, to me, anyway.) And then it gets down to the meat. I prefer dessert.

Having said that, it really is fun to read how English almost wasn’t! How it was only with (typical) British stubbornness that English came to be at all.

How we went from guttural sounds, Ugh; Uh; Ya; Ye; Yi; (Sounds like teenagers to me!) to sentences: “Me go food”; “You come”; “Me Hungry”; (still with the teenagers…) and the like; to real words: “axed for mete and specyally he axed after eggys”. The response? She replied that she “coude speke no frenshe.” (page 59) 

I’m looking forward to getting through the rest of the book so I can learn more inane facts and follies! 

That line above? It’s the last sentence of The Lord’s Prayer; “And forgive us our trespasses…”

NOTE: Although, I believe the author is wrong. My own interpretation of this seems to be, “And forgive us our debts/trespasses as we also forgive our debtors/trespasser’s, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one,” Wonder how I can find out who’s (whose?) correct?

His book, I guess he’s correct… lol!

*hugs*
luv khrys…

 


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