If you’ve read my blog before, you might remember a post where I liken blogging to a raid on my unmentionables. Even though there’s nothing to find in my secret drawer, I think the process lends an air of vulnerability. Especially as we sift through our personal and professional lives trying to find those golden nuggets of writing wisdom.
So, I’m bringing back this reference because my mom and sister have both expressed concerns about the possible thievery from my readers. My family worries that someone will come to my blog and steal my words right out from under me like Lindsay Lohan at a jewelry shop. I appreciate the love and concern. Yes, Ma, I’m eating my veggies (pops a FunYun into my mouth) but I’m not sure how much I should worry about this panty drawer thievery.
It’s not as if I’m posting huge chunks of my book. I have silly blogs about my opinions on writing and my writing exercises—photo challenges. I can't even get my stuff published. So how would anyone else?
To humor them, I did a bit of research. I’m not a research gal, so I didn’t get too far into copyrights, internet searches, blah, blah, blah. That kind of talk needs to be written in crayon for this girl to understand—green preferably. I have kind of a lackadaisical attitude about this, but maybe I should take it seriously. Maybe I should stand guard, slap that hand before it reaches inside my drawer.
What do you think? Do my mom and sister have valid concerns? Have you thought about it before?
