Hijacked then hacked!

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Or was it really the other way around… one of the websites I work on: www.centre4holistichealth.com, started twitching just before Xmas. When I say twitching, I mean strange and unexplainable things happening, gremlins in the cyber machine, gremlins promoting Viagra of all things. OK, bad pictures in my head. Anyway, I noticed that when the blog posts reached the facebook page, they no longer contained the content I had written, but an advert for the little blue pills! I pulled everything apart that I could think of and decided to simple remove the description until I could figure it out. After my Xmas break, I check the web site, ready to do some new year posting, only to discover that the website had been hacked by some cooky cyber army demanding freedom and proclaiming no mercy. Yikes! I won’t bore you with the details, but we got the website back and while making additional backups – I discovered the first hack – the Viagra takeover of my blogposts. The gremlins had planted their Viagra add right in the middle of the HTML code on the page header! The little critters have been evilly tinkering around for a while.  But today they saw BRIGHT LIGHT! BRIGHT LIGHT! KABOOM!  Better than the microwave. And if you’ve never seen Gremlins this will make absolutely no sense what so ever!

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Beyond Resistance

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That’s where I’m up to. Book Three of Steven Pressfields The War of Art. Basically, we all resist doing our Work. Especially us creative types. He said the hardest thing is not writing (or painting or what ever your Work is) but actually sitting down to do it. I have to agree. I used to go to a café with the intention of writing, I ordered a large latte, opened my lap top and started writing. As if on cue, the muse did indeed arrive just like Pressfield says, even though I felt no inspiration stirring inside me, no draw to sit and Work. Although I had the plot and structure worked out in advance, I had no idea before opening the lap top exactly what I was going to write, what would happen next or where things were going. And a book tumbled out over a period of months. A book that had been ruminating for years before. My problem now is, the monster at the gate…

Editing begins today…

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I spend a lot of time blogging for other people. Yes, it’s my job, I enjoy it and I get to work with great people and promote services that help others and do good in the world, but… I have been asking myself, why not me? I mean, why am I not blogging for myself? Promoting my own work? Developing my own web page, basically doing for myself what I am already doing for others? I could spiral down into some self-indulgent, well-rehearsed psychobabble about women who always put others before themselves, about the overwhelming feelings of unworthiness, lack of self-esteem blah blah… OR, I could, to quote Nigel Risner’s Impact Code, “GET OVER IT” and get on with it. So, editing (again) of my first book StoryMaster begins today. Blogging begins today. The web site will come along because I can’t do it all at once. But I am starting RIGHT NOW.