I am fascinated by your openness to share about yourself, but the first look I took was that I wanted to know more about the person who suggested that I should either be pitied or on psychotropic medications. I wanted to know more about the person who said that because I was engaged at the age of five that it meant that I should be able to see how much in common with your family life I have and trivialize it. I wanted to know where a child with a virtual harem gets his impression he should have one, and why that is validation to dismiss the importance of the early associations I have had with Jim, as well as Jim's would-be rivals. And, why it mattered to anyone that they would marry me at all, is not something that had to do with a 1962 popular culture trend.

Wow. I try to be nice and supportive, and you certainly do take it the worst way possible, now don't you?

Out of all your very long and winding redress, I'm only going to answer one question: What would I do if someone attempted to steal my work?

The same thing I've done in the past (unfortunately, the downside to previewing work on a public website is that you do get the occasional crook)- calmly report it to the proper authorities, produce my proof of copyright/authentication/etc and move on, issue dealt with. Every artist I know, be it painter, author, musician or otherwise, deals with it the same way.

Contrary to popular belief, most artists of any type are neither fragile or detached from reality. We can fight our own battles, and prefer to do so with minimum fuss and mess.

I'm sure you can give Jim Steinman the respect he deserves by acknowledging he is quite capable of doing the same. I'm sure that a person doesn't live as long or accomplished life as he has without finding their own footing and strengths in whatever battles life pitches his way.

I suppose I should be flattered that you are so interested in my sites- if I could even remember which ones I linked here. Probably the Xanga blog, and possibly Slow Poison. Should be- but I'm more amused than anything. I've never much seen the point in giving people a reason to dig through the metaphorical trash for something to gossip about- and this way what I want private stays private. Not sure if this is the way you meant it or not,but sly references to my sites doesn't get a reaction from me. It's cute- rather like my boys bringing me a frog and expecting me to be squicked.

I've tried to be polite and friendly to you, but obviously that isn't something you want or are willing to accept, choosing instead to see my response as an attack on you. So, sweetheart, have fun. I'm going to go sit over here and watch with mild interest while the jackals rip you to pieces through the opening you gave them.