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
- The Ficlets memorial (globviously)
- Ecclectica (where I had seven of them published)
- Storified on Twitter by @auditoriumchgo
- In a couple of places on Tumblr
- Remixed into a group of paintings by Ron Hartgrove
- WebJournalism UHartford, whatever that might be.
- Remixed into an online Mad Lib.
- On a dude’s blog.
- In an Arabic-language forum.
- Not
hereanymore — the blog has been removed. - Someone made a video out of “The Wait”.
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.)