(Minds out of the gutter, people… yes, I know it’s nice in there… :P)
I was talking to a writer friend of mine this afternoon, and she was quite upset when she discovered a bored coworker had googled her—finding her writing website where she had several snippets from her work-in-progress. As long as I’ve known her, she’s been overly sensitive to real life people finding out about her “writing life.” Funny thing is, this isn’t even her explicit work; that’s all under a pseudonym.
It’s always struck me as odd, but then, I’m the person who will talk frankly about her sexual preferences on her LJ (or to pretty much anyone who asks). So maybe I’m not the best one to judge. 
I have erotic and non-erotic work published, and my freakin’ mother has bought and read pretty much anything as soon as it hit e-print. If somebody finds out what I write, I could seriously care less.
But at the same time, I know people who go so far as to use an entirely different name online to prevent anybody in their real life from finding out what they write. Now, this makes a lot of sense when it’s for work-related reasons (though I’m not entirely sure it’s legal to discriminate based on non-work activities, but that fight is usually more trouble than it’s worth), but other times… it makes none to me.
Where do you fall on the scale?
February 1st, 2008 at 12:50 pm
Me? I go for privacy, and I got no good reason for it.