Paige Hawthorne: Blog

A distant relative - okay, my son - is fretting as the Big Clit voting is creaking to an end. His anxiety isn't that I'm mired in last place for Author of the Year. Nor is it that "Winter's Game" has garnered approximately zero enthusiasm in each of several Story categories. (Not that I pay the slightest attention to reader scores.)

The lad is, understandably, concerned that the family mortification from the final Clit tallies will sully his own otherwise sterling street creds.

(On a personal level, it makes no difference whether your vote - for me and mine - is cast as a 1st or a First.)

Ending with a Latin flourish - intégrité uber alles,

Paige

I was heartened to see that SOL's own Investigative Committee on Fairness to Writers (ICFW) is looking into the entire "Frontiers" imbroglio.

Background … my latest story - a Western - was recently Reviewed on this site.

And, as several haters gleefully pointed out, "Frontiers" earned only 18 out of a possible 30 points:

> Plot: 9

> Reviewer Appeal: 9

> Technical Quality: N/A

I assume N/A means North America. Which means "Frontiers" wasn't eligible to earn points in Europe, Africa … um, Patagonia, and other countries.

While my three remaining readers were outraged, understandably so, at this very public slight, I myself pay absolutely no attention to reader scores.

Above it all,

Paige

For some reason my little story, "Frontiers", has generated more interest than any of the earlier ones. Almost 30,000 more downloads than the previous leader. More Library clicks, more Comments, more letters. More, so far as we can tell, Followers have been generated.

But one category - Votes - is lagging (by a few ballots) behind my very first story, "Winter's Wonderland".

So, be a dear, cast a vote for "Frontiers". Because I have absolutely no interest in reader scores, I don't care whether you decide on a 9 or a 10. Let your guilty, soulless, conscience dictate which lever to pull.

Only two more chapters to go,

Paige

The GateKeepers must have fallen asleep. Yes, the unfathomable has happened. The Earth is off its axis and the space-time continuum is rent. (Torn, not leased, you gomers.)

Paige Hawthorne, in full camo, has somehow belly-crawled past enemy lines and is in the Final Ten for Author of the Year, Big Clit Division.

Now there is little doubt that The Authorities will regroup. And little question that I'll finish in the moldy cellar of this little locked-cage deathmatch. But, for my three remaining readers, it's an opportunity to take screen shots before the Big Realignment.

Paige

Ah … regard the typical SOL-hater, middle finger poised above the 1 key. He's trembling with eager anticipation and can't wait to debase my latest story, "Frontiers".

Well, lucky you - I've twerked the Voting lever, several chapters earlier than planned, to the ON position.

Have at it boys!

Paige

PS Bonus fun - don't Big-Clit vote for me! Twerk-Twerk.

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