Alien Abduction.

By Alison August 15, 2005 No Comments 3 Min Read


Saturday afternoon came and went and I was pretty normal and relatively well behaved. Not a care in the world. Until I was abducted by aliens. Or something. And took it out on you.

You all know what I’m talking about.

I don’t know how to explain myself. I’m not the kind of woman who cries at the drop of a hat.  I didn’t pull other girls ponytails on the playground, put my hands around my exercise book during spelling tests or fall out with my best friend every Tuesday. And I have certainly never been given to petty jealousies nor paid heed to minor injustices.

For the most part you see, I’ve got bigger fish to fry.

But on Saturday, I felt suddenly demented by exhaustion. Harassed by the "Whats The Points??"

I looked at the site concerned and felt not exactly angry, but more kind of hurt. And then I found myself on a spaceship with vitriol pouring out of me and a knife in my hand stabbing a little waxwork figure of a woman who probably didn’t deserve it.

To all those who have emailed me to say they too, are appalled (and lets face it, it didn’t take Sherlock Holmes to spot the culprit!!)I want to say thank you for all your support. I recieved more emails over night than I have ever done, and it is good to know that my instincts were not wrong…

HOWEVER: In retrospect I was wrong and I should have done what the lovely Toni from Creative Ma suggested and had Mark censor my feelings before I went shooting my mouth off in such a fashion- it is undignified to behave in such a way and I want to say publically that I am sorry. Not for drawing attention to the fact that I felt (and still feel) that I have been the victim of blatant plaguerism, but for drawing attention to it in such an hysterical manner.

It isn’t in my nature and if I am honest I am mortified.

Creativity stands for originality and I for one consider originality to be sacred.

One kind friend pointed out that perhaps the essence of BrocanteHome had seeped under the skin of the lady concerned and she probably wasn’t aware that she was compromising her own originality and I hope that that is the case.  I am not naive enough to believe that there are many new ideas out there, and I draw heavily on the work of other writers myself: but I always give credit where it is due, and I hope that I am clever enough to make certain that the voice and style of BrocanteHome is wholly original, and indeed a pleasure to read.

So to the ladies concerned, I am sorry. I shouldn’t have been quite so astonishingly mean.

Turns out that underneath the Doris Day exterior,  I am human after all.

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