The day he started eating cars was probably the point of no return.

–from "Eating Everything that Ever Was"

Ficlets

Some of my short fic­tion — all the stuff I posted on Ficlets (RIP), for instance — is licensed with a rather per­mis­sive Cre­ative Com­mons Attribution-ShareAlike license.  This means that when it turns up on a site like Com­puma­trix, I can’t request that it be taken down.

Not that this both­ers me, really.  My words are being read, and some­times in places I’d never expect.  Maybe it torques me a lit­tle that someone’s “mon­e­tized” my works, but I have the feel­ing that the money involved is pretty small.  (I don’t know; maybe “Wilma(logima)” is rolling in long green thanks to me.  I doubt I’ll ever know for sure. I also doubt I’ll lose sleep over it.)

Most of the ficlets that I wrote were dashed off in fif­teen min­utes; some­times the hard­est part was trim­ming them down to fit the site’s 1024-character max­i­mum.  I’m glad peo­ple still find them so fascinating.

Places I’ve found my ficlets

I’m sure it’s popped up other places, some of which I’ll even­tu­ally stum­ble upon.  Like I said, the Ficlets are licensed per­mis­sively, and I have no inten­tions of try­ing to get any of them taken down.  (I’ll do what I can to make sure they’re prop­erly attrib­uted, of course.)  I’m just glad peo­ple are enjoy­ing my fiction.

Speak­ing of which:  There’s more fic­tion over here, if you’re inter­ested. (The bulk of which, please note, is not CC-licensed.)

 

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