This is true, not one of those dorky Internet things. Pass it on.
This is NO hoax... this is MY daughter. Many of you know me and the
I've sent this to are the only one's I could think of. I am on my way
sheriff's office so they can disect my computer and maybe crack her
codes and see who she's been chatting with and such.
MY DAUGHTER IS MISSING
PLEASE FORWARD TO THIS TO ANYONE YOU CAN! OTHER LISTS, FRIENDS, FAMILY.
SHE'S BEEN GONE FOR MORE THAN 12 HOURS AND SHE COULD BE IN DANGER!
PASS THIS ON!
- Music: Always/Saliva
Many of you already know this, but in case...
I am no longer affiliated with eXtasy Books. This is a permanent arrangement, and that's all I wish to say about it.
On a more positive note, I will be signing with a couple of great folks to assume the position of COO and EIC of a new company, Mojocastle Press. It will rock out loud. We're aiming for subs to open July 1, so keep an eye out.
To all readers and supporters of eXtasy Books:
Extasy has reached an agreement with EbookAd. Until the new website is
completed, eXtasy Books will be temporarily available for purchase on the original site, www.extasybooks.com
Any customers with a bookshelf on this site prior to the closing can access all previously purchased books. Please make a record so that when the new site is up, old libraries can be rebuilt on the new site. The new storefront will be located at the same URL, and is moving along nicely. A gala reopening party is planned for its debut. We will give all customers fair warning before redirecting the URL and shutting down the original site.
On a personal note: The EEE.
This was one of the worst things that can happen to an ebook publisher--Down time. More unscrupulous folk would have taken advantage of this situation to push their competitive edge, or kick a company when it's down. I'm glad to see our colleagues are not that type. Thank you for your support.
As for our readers, Thank you for understanding this situation, stressful though it was on both sides. We wouldn't be here without you.
And, of course, the wonderful authors in our house. Their faith kept us going through long hours and many high stress situations, and we can't thank them enough.
It is our hope that all parties can now move forward and conduct our
business without any further incident.
In closing, thanks again, and we love you!
Doing his best to piss all over the first amendment is Mr. Cruise. He apparently whined that unless the Scientology Episode of South Park was taken off the air, he wouldn't promote Mission Impossible 3. Like anyone cares, but they wimped out and took it off anyway.
Here's the link to watch it. Screw him. It's funny as hell. Tom Cruise won't come out of the closet...
Due to certain circumstances, as of today, March 17th, 2006,
eXtasy's Books will no longer be available through eBookAd.com,
or the website powered by them that currently resides at
Most of our catalogue is still available on Fictionwise.com,
and the print titles on both Booksurge.com and Amazon.
eXtasy Books is in the process of completing their own direct sale
website, so this is only a temporary hiatus.
Once the new site is up, all backlist titles as well as new releases
will again be available. Everyone will be updated as information comes
Reviewers can continue to make requests; this area will be unaffected.
Readers should still be able to access their already purchased titles
from their bookshelf.
We do suggest you take a screenshot of your purchased titles
in case of transitional problems.
To take a screenshot, press the ALT key and Print Screen key together
when the screen is open to your bookshelf, then open a Word doc and
You then chose paste. The image will be pasted into the doc.
Scroll down and take another if you have more titles than fit in a live screen and keep for your records.
If you have problems with this, contact us and we can take the
screenshot for you.
On a personal note, we wanted to thank the talented writers and loyal
readers who have helped us get to this point in our growth.
We are ready to strike out on our own, and we thank you for your
continued support and appreciation.
We're very sorry for the inconvenience to our readers, and hope you
keep those TBB lists handy - we'll be back before you know it!
Tina Haveman, President and Owner
Stefani V. Kelsey, Executive Editor-in-Chief and Owner
Imitation is the greatest form of flattery. Sure. People wouldn't copy your ideas if they weren't good ones. Sure. Makes perfect sense.
Like Dorchester planning a line of novels for 2007, written in the Manga style and with anime art style cover art. That's a lovely idea. http://www.extasybooks.com/results.php3?sub=36
And the latest buzz: Ellora's Cave is planning a series based on the Tarot. Each card a seperate story. Planned for 2007. Not being announced, of course...they're taking submissions in house from their authors. I was told by folks who spotted blog postings. Another brilliant idea. http://www.extasybooks.com/results.php3?sub=23
82 % Nerd, 65% Geek, 52% Dork
|For The Record:|
A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.
A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.
A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.
You scored better than half in all three, earning you the title of: Outcast Genius.
Outcast geniuses usually are bright enough to understand what society wants of them, and they just don't care! They are highly intelligent and passionate about the things they know are *truly* important in the world. Typically, this does not include sports, cars or make-up, but it can on occassion (and if it does then they know more than all of their friends combined in that subject).
Outcast geniuses can be very lonely, due to their being outcast from most normal groups and too smart for the room among many other types of dorks and geeks, but they can also be the types to eventually rule the world, ala Bill Gates, the prototypical Outcast Genius.
Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Love & Sexuality
Thanks Again! -- THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST
|My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
||You scored higher than 93% on nerdiness|
||You scored higher than 86% on geekosity|
||You scored higher than 90% on dork points|
We as a publisher started out with one main claim: To be an honest, just, professional publisher who doesn't screw their people over. We have our growing pains here and there, but we continue to uphold those ideals.
We don't solicit other published authors. We don't ask people to break contracts to come to us. We don't even ask for first right of refusal, because it's the author's work, and therefore the author's choice. We take the time to put out a quality product, and be there for our people. That's our main focus.
We perpetuate the Golden Rule: Do onto others as you would like others to do onto you.
Straight up--Ebooks need to present a unified front. This doesn't mean CLAIM to keep a unified front and then snark and backstab. It means unified. A stand. Marching together. United we stand. PERIOD.
Basic Econ 101 says that Competition is GOOD, not bad. So making your marketing plan based on hooking someone else behind the knees and tripping them up until they suffer and die is not what your focus should be.
Pay attention to what's in your own yard first. Clean up your own act before peeking at others. And for God's sake, stop sneaking and backstabbing. That kind of things nearly always rebounds back to the stabber, and it's just wasting time better spent on other things. And besides, we all left grade school a long time ago. Adults don't play that game.
Let's be professionals, people. Then be can show all those doubting Thomases that small press can kick ass in spades.
I was Googling 'erotica' and came upon this article that makes me want to get out my castrating tools.
Apparently there are a ton of sites that show naked little kids.
According to the article, the law can't touch them because it's 'art", and they're not doing anything sexual.
You people are fricking nasty. Other than the occasional naked butt tub shot on a family website, there is no reason to have a site with naked kids on it.
Particularly if you charge people to see them. You are a bunch of disgusting pigs, you and your pedophilac customers, and you deserve to have the living shit kicked out of you.
Here's a link to the article: http://www.wired.com/news/business/0,1367,52345-2,00.html?tw=wn_story_page_next1
Smarmy ignorant disgusting pornmongers hiding behind the Constitution. May you all burn in hell.
I normally stay out of this sort of thing, because I need an online attack like I need nose hemorroids. But I just have trouble following some thought patterns.
Some RWA folk are up in arms about EC being a member. Now, when I heard they got in, I was all 'hell yeah'. It was a door opening. A good thing.
I have noticed that a lot of irritation circles around EC referring to themselves as romance, and having their books in the romance section.
Sorry, but I have to agree with the dissenters. EC doesn't write romance.
They even say as much by the establishment of Cerrwidden, their mainstream line. They establish a romance line, it means you don't just write romance. They even call it romantica.
EROTIC romance, yes. Romance, no, and there is a difference. The difference between an open bedroom door, and a closed one.
We also publish erotic romance. We have our own romance line as well, the Pearls. But I would never say our non-Pearls are straight romance.
And they had a point. Some erotic romance covers can be damned explicit, the content even more so. I was under the impression that there was an erotica section, and that's where these books have been placed.
But from what people are posting, they're going in the romance section. I don't think that's such a good idea.
I mean, face facts, people. We write some strong stuff. If it's in erotica, people will expect that. In romance, they won't.
If they pick up an EC 'romance' and it's a spanky tale, they may not later pick up a Cerrwidden, which they might actually like. It's not good to freak out your market by being unclear.
I have to watch who I show my work to, because you have to respect that some folks will be put off by it. We also instituted MAJOR explanations for books on our site.
Call a spade a spade. If you write erotic romance, admit what it is, and market accordingly. Don't hide behind a euphemism.
WTF is wrong with these idiots? Haven't they learned ANYTHING from 9/11?
Why do they continue to think it's perfectly ok to do this shit?
That Allah shines upon them? That they have the RIGHT?
Evil. Evil. Evil.
All our brothers in the UK: we know your pain, and we're sorry you had to feel it as well. We love you.
One of my favorite lines from a movie, Ten Things I Hate About You: "Remove head from sphincter, THEN drive!"
Mass drivers, take heed.
In the last two days, I have seen more rampant stupidity on the roads than is believable. Yes, Mass drivers are psychotic, that's standard. But the stupidity has to stop.
You people KNOW that you have to yield to rotary traffic. Stop being Type-A and do it, fa Chrissake.
It's called a turn signal. You also have to use them when you change lanes, so people know that you're changing lanes and not just swerving over the center line like you have been for the last twelve miles.
Once you finish turning or changing lanes, TURN THE DAMNED THING OFF.
Other people have the right to use the road too, ya know. So if they're following the normal flow of traffic and you suddenly whip out at the last possible second and nearly take out their front bumper, that was YOUR FAULT.
Which means you have no right whatsoever to blow your horn and/or wave a finger. You should be thanking them for being fast enough on the brakes to have not taken your sorry ass out.
Read a map BEFORE you go somewhere. The proper method is not to drive twenty miles an hour in a fifty MPH
zone and brake suddenly at every left turn.
You may be visiting, but some of us live here, and want to get to work. If you're lost, ask somebody. This isn't excusable for tourists, but at least they have a reason.
Stop signs and red lights are NOT optional.
People's lives are at stake here. Stop driving like idiots, ya all.
A co-worker sent me a couple of websites that had me shuddering. A couple of those let's get pissed off and protect the children types.
Essentially, they find something to get enraged about, then get their little clan together and flood their target with emails until they do as they say.
This is for the children, you understand. Not some self-centered attack based on their own small-minded opinions. For the children.
The same children who are sitting there watching TV while Mom is launching crusades.
Gee, heard of turning the TV off? Taking the kids to a playground or a pool?
Heck no, we'll attack advertisers for 'supporting' Desperate Housewives. Uh, duh, that's not how advertising works. You only 'support' a show if you sponsor it, i.e "Sponsored by Kraft Foods".
Otherwise, you are buying advert time when a lot of people are watching TV. Just cashing in on a time slot, dearies. Methinks they tried to get DH off the air and were told collectively to cram it.
Now, I personally think the writer of DH needs to be taken somewhere and slapped, because it's definately the stupidest show on the face of the earth, after reality television. But crap isn't illegal.
It's called the first amendment, ya'all. You don't like it, turn it off. That's what parental blocks are for. People have a right to produce crap. If it gets popular, people have a right to cash in on it and sell their stuff.
Take some fricking responsibility for your children. YOURS. Get off the damned Internet crusade and go play with your kids. If they're raised right, they will make the right decisions.
Killing off all the Tyson ads in the world won't help your kids if you're sitting on your fanny sending emails rather than talking to them.
I know from whence I speak, too. I got caught up in Internet crap and neglected my family. Now I have to watch my ass.
Talk to your damned kids. Teach them life lesssons.
You know, like telling them that all people are equal, regardless of color or race, or sexual preference.
Oh, wait, you can't do that, because we must protect the children from the gay folks.
Let's start with Allstate for supporting gay organizations. No, they're not doing anything else wrong, just supporting gay organizations.
Or Kraft for supporting gays. That's a good one. Some sweet-looking male behinds on that post.
Those pictures are just to show you how very appalling it is, of course. Because a good mother could never appreciate a fine male butt.
Of course not. Never.
Ladies, for the last time...if you want to protect the kids, leave the damned first amendment be.
Get off your high horse--and your computer--and take care of them. That's your responsibility as a parent. Not trashing everyone else's rights.
You may want to go read 1984. If you haven't burned it already.
I watch TV a lot. Usually with my PDA on and editing, but yeah, a lot.
I am a Law and Order fanatic. I don't care which one, hit me with it. Love it.
I'm nursing a crush on the FBI psychologist on SVU. But I digress.
My point? The commercials. Advertising agencies need to get a frigging clue.
It has reached the point where I WON'T buy stuff because the commerical is SO FRICKING STUPID.
And they're relying on techniques that should have died ages ago.
Here is my comprehensive list of commercial styles that should just go straight to hell.
1. The situation where people (or cartoon characters) do ridiculous and sometimes dangerous things in order to get an item.
They're missing a simple logical connection: The commercial is intended to let you know of a product's existence.
So if the product is readily available, WHY THE HELL DON'T THEY GO BUY THEIR OWN instead of walking over hot coals, running a marathon, or pouring sugar in their mother's gas tank?
A good example as those stupid Arbor Mist commercials for their cheap-ass wine. I love the stuff, actually.
Two women sitting at a table with their bottle of wine. The men are making a statue of Michelangelo's David out of Spam. The smarmy twits remark, "Oh, that doesn't deserve an Arbor Mist."
What is stopping these guys from saying, "Screw you, bitch, we're going to the bar and having a Guiness. We didn't want your nasty girl-drink anyway."?
NOTHING. Stupid. Nobody would do that crap. Give the men their wine, give the rabbit his damned Trix, you selfish jerks. Or have them show God-given logic and get their own.
Which brings me to number two:
2. One sex, age or otherwise is superior to another.
I am SICK of commercials where kids are smartass little knowitalls and the parents are clueless bumbling geeks.
Like parenting isn't hard enough without kids basically being told it's ok to smart off to adults as long as you're cute about it?
And it doesn't stop there. You have the smart wife/idiot husband and vice-versa.
Lose it. We do not need any more weaponry in the battle of the sexes.
3. Feminine Hygiene Products. For crying out loud.
Those of us who need the products know where to find them. Nobody else needs to hear about it. Or wants to.
I do not want to know about anyone else's burning, itching or irritation. I really am not interested in how heavy someone's flow is or how many nice panties they ruined. And I'm really not interested in what someone's privates smell like.
Especially when they drag hubby into it.
Do you think hubby wants the world to know his wife needs to lube up before they do it? Not doing his job, eh?
Does the world WANT to know? HELLS NO.
4. Reality check.
Nobody carries a SEALED BRANDNEW PACKAGE of something around just in case a friend asks them for help.
What you have is a raggedy item that's been banged around in a purse.
If it's sealed, they don't actually USE it, and that gives the impression that it SUCKS.
And someone is supposedly drinking out of a full drink through a straw, yet it makes that rattley straw sound that you only get when it's almost empty.
DUH. Check your facts and get it right.
Now, what I like...I like humor. I like cool imagery, like the sports ones for Nike, and Adidas. I am fine with suspension of disbelief as long as it's not STUPID or cliche. And I like to know what the damned product does.
Why is that so damned hard?
Stop insulting our intelligence, and that of the companies that pay you to come up with their advertising, and get a clue.
Listing tomes scatter with a flare of pain.
I find a lack of lust enticing, but it is not to be.
Eyelids reddening in a way that almost forms a glowing nimbus, the perusal continues. Searching out and picking, cleaning, twisting and changing.
Click click click. Shift and hit. Cut and underline, cross and dot. Tap tap tap.
Abuse of power? Never. The line must be watched and mantained, but oh, the redundancies and twisted phrase...
What arouses so many emotions broken into letters. Characters into characters. Line upon line to be cleaned as dirty as it should be. As it must be.
Deadlines. They will live. All of the lines live, go live, and run out there.
Already known is the steps, the gestures...going through the motions, it will fly.
And I will let it go.
I hate packing to move. Hate it. Hate Hate Hate.
I didn't hate it fifty boxes ago.
But I am now realizing that we managed to fit a mansion's worth of crap in a shoebox size apartment.
In addition, it is apparently able to reproduce itself, because IT NEVER SEEMS TO END.
And, of course, even though Massachusetts loves being cold, it has to be in the nineties this week. Blah.
But in the end, I will be in Virginia with my DH. Finally. And why the rush?
My bestest friend in the whole wide world got tickets to Duran Duran.
We have been trying to go together to see DD since we were young teen 'Duridiots' as her father called us.
So she got the tickets, and told hubby to get his act rolling , and my ass out there.
This is the same DARLING woman who got me in to see Madonna--and our nosebleed seat were exchanged for floor.
Guess they wanted more bodies down there, or something.
Anyway, I got male dancer sweat on me, we were so close.Wicked kickass show.
Back to DD. My BF says they're still hot as ever. Sigh. May have to dig out my Seven and the Ragged Tiger tee.
I have been in limbo for a couple of days, having had to bid farewell to my best furry friend, Percival. I love him very much. He has stayed with me through many moves to different states, both location and mental. It's been a great twelve years. Go in peace, my friend. You earned it. http://photos.groups.yahoo.com/group/extasychatters/vwp?.dir=/Stef%27s+Stuff&.dnm=Perceval.jpg&.src=gr&.view=t&.hires=t
Did you preorder your Harry Potter book???? TOO LATE!!!!
Ok, I was kidding. You have another month yet. But get on it!
I have had many moments where I truly wonder if I'm the one from another planet, or just a good part of the population.
Because people sometimes do not make sense.
I enjoy going to the websites where they make fun of celebs. Some are damned hilarious, and they do well at their craft.
Why do some people feel the need to post illiterate and incomprehensible rants to sites like this?
If you're upset about someone talking nasty about your faves, does it really merit calling people names and insulting them?
Doesn't that make you the pot rudely calling the kettle black?
The winner was someone who actually equated someone calling Tom Cruise short with the Holocaust.
No, I'm not kidding. They actually thought the death of millions of Jewish folk was equal to calling Tom Cruise short.
'Come on sister. It is you who insult the millions who died of nazi bigotry, because you are justifying and condoning it...
by condoning the bigotry of some of the comments made about Tom Cruise, just because he isn't tall. '
Also, if you brag about your own intelligence, can you trust the source of your information? I DON'T THINK SO.