So … I’ve lost my mind [and internet] and somehow have signed on to do a few blog tours, but this shit has just gotten to be too much and … I’m out. I mean, I never really felt in with that … but now I’m declaring myself out out of it.
One thing I hope you’ve noticed about A Little Bit Tart, A Little Bit Sweet (which, incidentally, is the actual name of my blog – and I often refer to it as ALBTALBS) is that we only have original content. Original, and exclusive. I might have somehow morphed into more of a promo blog (and *cringe* there), but at least I have new shit.
I don’t have many rules, and often can’t even manage to follow my own posting schedule … but this is something that I feel strongly about. There’s a hard rule. You wouldn’t believe the number of people who seem to have trouble with those comments.
I know I’m preaching to the choir, and ranting at the wrong people … but anyway, what was supposed to go live on Tuesday … won’t be.
And as justification, I give you this. Courtesy of Merriam-Webster.
original:
1
archaic : the source or cause from which something arises;
specifically : originator
2 a : that from which a copy, reproduction, or translation is made
b : a work composed firsthand
3 a : a person of fresh initiative or inventive capacityb : a unique or eccentric person
and
exclusive:
1 a : excluding or having power to exclude
b : limiting or limited to possession, control, or use by a single individual or group
2 a : excluding others from participation
b : snobbishly aloof
3 a : accepting or soliciting only a socially restricted patronage (as of the upper class)
b : stylish, fashionable
c : restricted in distribution, use, or appeal because of expense
4 a : single, sole <exclusive jurisdiction>
b : whole, undivided <his exclusive attention>
So yeah. If either (both) definition doesn’t fit … the post won’t go up at ALBTALBS. (Unless I don’t know about it – I can’t check everything – but if you ever see it, do let me know. Then we can watch me bring the wrath of God down on the offender.) 😀
Happy “Tuesday!”
Luna Matsya is a local celebrity as a trendsetting hairstylist, but she’d prefer to spread her fin in a nice body of water rather than make a big splash around town. She’s starting to believe that her ability to live and walk among mortals is more of a curse rather than a blessing. Especially now that the flashy tent from a touring magic show is blocking her lake. Where’s a mermaid to swim when the slightest mistake can put her in the spotlight?