May 6, 2013
Some Twitter stalker going all balls out to hit me. This happens. The stalker thing. I appear to be stalker candy.
Sometimes I wonder if I should even be out in the world, but, fuck it, I want to live my life.
It generally happens because someone makes up in his or her mind what I am supposed to be. And then splat, they meet me, and I’m not it. Ahhh! She isn’t my imagined girl on the unicorn! Ahhhh!
Look I’m not a girl on a unicorn. And a very smart friend once told me, Look, you owe people who bought the book one thing and one thing only: The book. And you don’t have to be anything more or less than that. The end.
This fucker didn’t even buy the book. He just chased me around on Twitter. His intro was him telling me how amusing he found the Boston Marathon Bombing and West, Texas explosions. And since I did not find either amusing, it went downhill from there.
But he kept following me.
When I posted, Had anyone read the book who could give it a review? He said, “So, did I want HIM to give it a review”?
It was a threat.
I said I’d prefer people who read the book gave it reviews. And then he got more freaky and I blocked him.
He reviewed the book on Amazon. Just like he promised to do if I wasn’t nicer to him. A book he never read.
And he started a WordPress blog titled MaxAdamsAndTwitter. And pasted my photo on it and went to town with posts — with a link off his Amazon “review.”
WordPress took the blog down. Seeing as it was wearing my name and was draped in my photos and that’s kind of fucked up.
Amazon, however, is a little kinder and friskier with stalkers.
Amazon was the link out to the Max Adams Stalker Blog, see. But no worries. First, Amazon couldn’t find the one 1 star review on the book’s Amazon page even with an ISBN and link to the review. I know, that was the first email a week or so later after I asked for help.
(No worries, Amazon, I will send them to you again.)
Then, the review that flat out says “I didn’t read the book I just hate and want to fuck with the author” and links to a WordPress blog wearing the author’s name and photo attacking the author, well, no worries. That doesn’t violate Amazon terms of service. Because I guess being a conduit to personal and professional attacks on authors on the internet is no biggy, Amazon?
For fuck’s sake, Amazon, what are your terms of service?
I have to go call my lawyers now to find out what it means when an online business is actively operating as a conduit for personal and professional stalker attacks on female individuals through the internet. I asked for help more than once from you guys.
Love and Kisses,
Your Fuck You Amazon Adams Girl
PS: Hey, I posted your photo up there, you won’t mind right? You didn’t mind linking out to a stalker who was posting my photos, so I figured it would not bother you. Smooches!
April 7, 2013
It would just end with the book site, right?
I revamped SeeMaxRun too.
That one was hard. Not because it was particularly hard to do the revamp work, but because there is so much history in SeeMaxRun. Years of my life were chronicled in pages and posts on that site. But, SeeMaxRun was created originally in 2000. The code is really old. The layout went through three overhauls and used tags and addresses from three different origins. As much as I love it, it was time.
I think it turned out real pretty.
March 31, 2013
I have been working my little fingers to the bone revamping the book site. Go see. It’s pretty.
January 13, 2013
Wants to tell everyone else what to do. What god to worship, what person to marry, what food to eat, what drugs to take, what to drink, what to smoke, what to wear, what to drive, what gun to own, what books to read, what websites to visit, what movies to see, what television to watch, what radio to listen to — cripes, people. How about everyone just go worry about their own freaking god/marriage/food/drugs/drink/smoke/clothes/car/gun/books/internet/movies/television/radio and leave mine alone?
PS: While we are at it, what is the freaking story on 21 years of age drinking laws? If you are a “legal adult” at 18 and can get married, pay taxes, and pick up a gun and DIE for your country, you ought to be able to legally decide for yourself whether or not to drink an alcoholic beverage.