Current mood:	thoughtful
Entry tags:	authors, creator wank, internet lawyers, person: eternal forest of the soul

When your plans to splooge the world with your own ego-stroking just *doesn't* make the cut...
Hi all, first post here. I hope I don't disappoint. Let me know if I do.

This is a bit of an "archived" bit of ego-stroking-mess, as it's old, and a good number of the sources have died out. Hope this subject hasn't been covered before... but this chick's still alive and kicking, and growing worse by the minute.

Meet eternalforest. Well, her publicist, anyway--- if we're to go by posts she's they've who-the-fuck-ever's made in the past, constantly referring to the blogger as "The Author". She's written a novel called "Eternal Forest of the Soul" among a few other things. She's put up her own website at angelfire.com to promote her works. If you click that link, you'll see how incredibly pleased she is with herself.

She's also very pleased with her thesaurus, judging by this blurb from EFotS:



It was as if something had sucked out the boyish life force from his soul and replaced it with the very forces that made the rivers flow, the very seasons that made the tides turn, and the eclectic ministrations that made thunder explode across the skies on a stormy night. The heartbeat of Mother Nature, her spirit coalescing with the hush of the mountain ranges and the breath of the stars, all seemed contained in that one small exquisite human vessel that was Eliam Boyd.

Little curious streaks of vibrating pleasure surged through his hands and he trembled and gave a little squeak of gooey joy. It felt so warm, so luscious, and so deliciously intoxicating. What had begun in the kitchen was continuing its onslaught in his bedroom. His body was vibrating like harmony entwined and he gasped. He was no longer sure of anything - what day it was or even his name as his eyes blazed into the mirror with the intensity of a dragon crouched over its booty of gold bullion.



So what's this got to do with fandom?

There was once an lj-user that went by the name of hothobbitgirl. Note that I said "went", as in past tense. This girl was HUGE in the LotR fandom, perving on Frolijah specifically. Proof of her existence (and perviness) can be found in various places. Her perviness and obsession included everything from making manips of her, her husband and Frodo in bed together to planning on going to conventions to interview Sean Astin with her "production company".

It wasn't long before hothob wanted to get her work published, and created--- yep, eternalforest. All of a sudden, gone was the obsessive fanaticism over the LotR boys and hobbits. The world wept as EF's journal disallowed comments, and all that was left was a girl a publicist who-the-frick-ever obsessed with her original fiction.

Then came a dark day, when she posted this in her journal this past June:



This journal began as a place to check out certain styles of internet fiction writing and particular fantasy movies. When the novel ‘Eternal Forest of the Soul,’ was published, and met with remarkable success this journal completely changed track. The author underwent a huge metamorphosis, reinventing herself, her goals—leaving behind unhealthy connections with psychopathologic influences.

ZOMG! Her former fanfic friends were all TEH INSANE!*!one!!E@! But don't despair! Here's what she offers next!

If you'd like to stay on as a friend, then that is most welcome (as it will be easier for you to see entries on this LJ on your own friend’s lists), but the author won’t mutally friend back as she no longer has the time to comment on other journals—or to share past interests that she has now left behind (for numerous reasons).



So her NEW journal here is full of post titles like Absolutely stunning images now up on the website, This is for those who asked for some personal guidance, and Reflection&Wonder: a sermon on life... well, the urpley-purpley-flowery-adverb-infected prose gets to be a bit too much.

Needless to say, just about everyone's defriended this sack of baloney. When your site shoves ads at you when you open each page, has gads of photos of you posing by your *self published book* that you stick haphazardly onto shelves right next to J.K.'s and J.R.R.'s work to make yourself look good, and post loads of photos showing you at book signings where the quantity of books on the table neither increase nor decrease as time moves on and your grandparents show up to make you look good, things just ain't gonna fare that well.

EDIT: One of the links in "various places" doesn't work. Sorry... um...
REVISED EDIT of Edit: Thanks, jrs1980 for pointing out how to make the link WORK. ;)

The moral of this story? Stick to hobbit-pr0n. You look more dignified that way.

Details I'd forgotten: An anon pointed this out; someone's embarrassed about being (blank)-published. She's whined mentioned many times that she's against sending one's manuscript out to EBUL PUBLISHERS, and that it's best to (blank)-publish. Can't find the link where she states that philosophy... darn, USED to be up... I'll keep looking...