Speaking of junk mail

First, a real-life anecdote. Yesterday I was proofreading a new story. In the course of this task, my eyes traversed the following sentence:

"Oh, you'd better take your panties off before we get there," said Tina, matter-of-factly.

At that very moment, a piece of "unsolicited commercial e-mail" arrived in my inbox, with the following subject line:

Pull down her panties now

Hmm ... I wonder if the spammer is submitting for the same anthology I am.

But speaking of junk mail ... I'm thinking of starting a mailing list, for anyone who would like to get e-mail updates as to where I'm being published, etc. These would be occasional catch-ups, as opposed to the detailed "news of the moment" approach of this blog. (And the e-mails probably wouldn't be as whimsical, and they would of course be missing all your fun and great comments. So for the "full experience," the blog is still the way to go.) I would also use it for especially time-sensitive announcements, such as if I'm guest-blogging somewhere TODAY (or, what with the time difference, TOMORROW).

My feelings won't be hurt if you don't sign up for this—it's just an option I thought I'd offer for anyone who's kind enough to want to follow my scent but who prefers e-mail to bloghopping or RSS.

If you'd like to sign up, please send an e-mail to jerotic AT gmail DOT com, with the subject line "pull down her panties now." Sorry—that should read: If you'd like to sign up, please send an e-mail to jerotic AT gmail DOT com, with the subject line "subscribe me, Jeremy."

You know, the more I think about it, I bet that wasn't spam at all. It was probably just a routine e-mail from Alison Tyler.