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Cathy C. Hallhttps://cathychall.wordpress.com/I write, write, write. Then I rewrite, rewrite, rewrite. THEN I submit all those polished-up words out into the world and sell 'em. It's a plan that's worked pretty well.

And Now A Word About Email Hackers…

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Every time I watch a Batman movie, I have a thought along these lines… Just think what the villain could accomplish if he used his super powers, brains, or mad skills  for good rather than evil. I feel the same way about those evil hackers who use their mad skills to infiltrate accounts and wreak havoc amongst good and innocent people (who may be stuck out on a golf course, freezing their butts off, and watching Junior play in a tournament).

And so, as you may have surmised, I was forced to deal with the havoc left in the wake of a slew of spam emails sent from my account (after I managed to thaw out my butt). Mostly, dealing with the havoc meant changing a password to some ridiculously super strong string of letters, numbers and the kitchen sink. As it happens, I have several safeguards in place–and you may want to read this lovely article about what to do if your email account is compromised to find out what safeguards you need.

But that doesn’t mean that it might not happen again. And so I would add this note to any friend, family member, or associate who may get an email from me with just a link. I WOULD NEVER, EVER, EVER SEND AN EMAIL WITH JUST A LINK. EVER. I am much too chatty–and opinionated– for that kind of email. The real Cathy Hall is going to comment (probably in some long-winded and witty way).

It’s true that on a couple occasions I may have sent an email out without a subject line (which is a common spam indicator). That’s because I had a lot to say in the email. Which you would know when you opened the email and saw me blah-blah-blahing away.

I’m going to recommend that if you’re one of those folks who send emails with just a link, stop it. Most of the time I can tell the difference between a spam email and a friend’s deep desire to share a powerpoint movie about cats falling into a fish tank. But if I’m not sure, I won’t open a link.

And now, a final word to the hackers of the world…Would you tell your mother about your career choice?

Uh-huh. I thought not.

 

What You Wish For

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When I saw an essay contest sponsored by the Book Wish Foundation, I thought, “Yippee! I can do that!” I mean, I write essays all the time, right? All I had to do was get the book, What You Wish For, read the stories and write an essay relating one of the story’s themes to the plight of the Darfuri refugees.

Simple. Except first, I had to find the book. Well, whee! It was available from my local library. And then I read the applicable stories. They’re written by some of the most recognizable names in the Young Adult market ( Meg Cabot, Cynthia Voigt, Karen Hesse, Jeanne DuPrau, Francisco X. Stork and Ann M. Martin), so that was some pretty delightful reading. And then I had to read up on the Darfuri refugees. And that was not quite so delightful. In truth, it was heartbreaking.

But reading about the Book Wish Foundation and the work they do in Chad for the refugees gave me a glimmer of hope. Because I truly believe books can open our hearts and minds to making a better world. And so suddenly, writing this essay became much more than a contest to win. It became a mission. I wanted to write the best darn essay that I could. But I also wanted to make a difference.

So, first, I returned the book to the library and bought the book. I read the six stories again until I found one that really spoke to me. Then I took Jeanne DuPrau’s story, “Pearl’s Fateful Wish” and lived with it for awhile. Finally, I began to write my essay.

I had 500 words to say what I wanted to say. So I edited and edited, and rewrote and edited again. I wanted to be absolutely sure I was saying what I wanted to say. (If you read my post at The Muffin today, you’ll see that “WHAT do you want to say?” is my writing mantra. In fact, the essay contest inspired that post.) And honestly, this essay was a bit more difficult for me because I didn’t feel like I could rely on my humor to make my point. Yes, it’s still Cathy C. Hall, but I had to tone down the tone to say what I wanted to say.

I wished I’d win that contest because seriously, who wouldn’t want to win a novel critique from Nancy Gallt (Jeanne DuPrau’s agent)? But getting that essay written both challenged and enlightened me. Winning the contest was an unexpected wish fulfilled.