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found my guilty secret. Don't you feel special? |
I, Cub Lea, hereby confess that I am, and always have been,
- Cub Lea
- Steve Winter
- Rae Telcher
- Ross Mortensen
- Jay/Jade Wrack
- Stephen McHara
- Ernest "Mooch" Tolliver
- Roland Riuketiuk
...and...- Matthew Surinder Dondup
...as well as one other person whose name shall not be mentioned on this site in order to preserve the anonymity of family members who do not wish to be associated with individuals who put their private parts on display on the Internet.
This means that virtually everything on this site is, and always was, my own work.
For years I've been crediting my own pseudonyms in my writing and development, and pretending to be part of a non-existent creative team as a means of disguising the fact that I pretty much do everything myself.
This was a deliberate choice on my part after I discovered in the late 1980s that my work seemed to be more acceptable if I credited it to someone other than myself, and that I was often branded a thief and a liar for claiming the body of work that appears on this site as all my own.
I've stopped doing this because it hasn't done me a damn bit of good. I still don't get enough work to support myself, and I still don't get replies to requests-to-submit let alone rejection letters yet. So to hell with modesty and credibility. If I can't get enough work to live on, I'm damn well claiming credit for what I've actually done.
Me? Bitter? Ohhhhh yes. Tell me honestly that you wouldn't be too if you got 20 e-mail comments in a month on a quote from a writer whose name you made up and not a damn word of feedback about anything with your own byline in three months.
But don't get me started.