I can’t write a coherent post but I need to write something so this blog doesn’t end up looking like one of those blogs that someone gave up on and only features an occasional spam post about fake rolexes in the comments. I started a couple of posts but I wasn’t feeling either of them. I don’t feel like being careful and measuring my words. I just feel like typing. I realised then that it was Friday and that’s the day for magpie posts about whatever shiny catches my eye. So I’m doing that.
I’ve got a golfball sized cyst somewhere on my body that’s difficult to live with. It is not fun. It hurts. I wonder sometimes why this is what was picked for me…this endless cycle of things breaking on my lemon of a chassis. I wonder a lot more this week.
A friend lost his job yesterday and said that he ought to consider a career as an “internment blogger” because his autocorrect thinks the Internet isn’t a thing. It made me think, though, that “internment blogger” is as good an explanation of what I do as any. Gulag Bodypelago. Sometimes I think of myself as a sort of latter-day Anchorite, but I’m going with internment blogger these days. I will say, though, that when he said that I felt sort of mocked in that “you don’t have a job” way that I’m sensitive about. I don’t have a shiny paying career for sure. I often miss that. But I am told by those who matter that I do bring value to their lives so I am fine with that. Also, I know that the stuff I write will help somebody some day and there are times that I think that’s more valuable than anything I did when I DID have a big fancy career in marketing. I mean…I sold paper napkins. Which people like, and are good napkins. But still.
One of the things I did was handle licensing contracts and so that’s another reason I’ve been quiet. I’ve had so many opinions on the Jayne Hat thing that go against the Browncoat Nerdly Fold that I’ve felt I had to sit on my hands. I know the fans think they own Firefly because they really love it. They don’t. They are the market for Firefly merchandise. ThinkGeek paid a lot of money to license the rights to make and sell a Jayne Hat. Ebayers are sort of the worst sometimes. They think that just because they make something out of their home they don’t have to play by the rules. No, you can’t sell licensed products without a license. Just like you can’t come into my home, steal a piece of my husband’s stained glass and sell it on Ebay because “you are a fan”. If it doesn’t belong to you, you don’t get to profit from it.
Using images or popular ideas to sell a product is something I’m well-versed in. I remember how we rushed the flag napkins to market on 9/12. That was a thing I did when I had a career.
The cover of the book I’m rereading has been screwed up by my Kindle. I mean, they don’t think it’s screwed up. Amazon doesn’t. Amazon thinks that instead of the stately, well-done cover that was on Team Of Rivals for years I must now want to look at a cover that has Daniel Day Lewis in his Abraham Lincoln makeup on it. The cover reads:Lincoln A Stephen Spielberg Film Based In Part on A Team Of Rivals By Doris Kearns Goodwin. I can’t begin to explain the rage I have over this. I am reading a book. I am not reading the movie. Using the image of the movie to sell the book that came before it is always peevy to me, but this is even more so. They’re retitling the book with the film’s title. The actual book and the woman who spent years of her life putting together get a tiny mention in the corner. The movie is front and center. Yes, I know people are reading it because of the movie, maybe. But I’m not really seeing a lot of folks spontaneously grabbing a 1000-page Lincoln biography just because of the movie. Even so, it’s a crappy cover. Abraham Lincoln was a real person. We don’t need the actor on the cover of his life story. Really.
I suppose I better stop not mincing words now before I start in on something that really matters.