After my blog post the other day, I got this e-mail from the official Clean Reader site. Rather than give out e-mail addresses and identities, I’m copying and posting it here, along with my reply.
I wanted to reach out to you given your recent comments regarding Clean Reader. I want to reassure you we are not selling edited copies of your books. The books we offer are word-for-word the exact same as how you wrote them. And if it wasn’t clear, our unique “Clean Reader” function can be turned OFF with the click of a button if the reader decides they don’t want/need any of the words hidden.
Our initial release of this app has stirred up WAY more emotion than we ever anticipated. We are certainly not interested in engaging in a battle with authors. We respect your talents and rights to write whatever you feel compelled to write. You should use whichever words you feel are best suited for the character, situation, naration, etc. Our hope is to simply provide a tool for some people to use who love great books but are equally opposed to reading profanity. Many of the people who we’ve heard from that are using Clean Reader say they’re willing to miss out on a little bit of context in order to avoid reading some profanity. Ideally our app will open the door to more readers/customers to consume a more diverse selection of books.
If you have any constructive ideas of changes you’d reccomend to our app that would make it less offensive to you as an author please feel free to send them to me and we’ll certainly consider working them into a future release of the app.
Thank you for your mail.I appreciate your attempt to involve authors in the debate, and wish I could be more conciliatory. However, my objections to Clean Reader go far beyond whether or not my work is being edited, or my copyright infringed.If you have read my blog post, you’ll see that my problems with this app are threefold.
1. Artistic: Writers of fiction choose their words (including what you refer to as profanities) very carefully. We generally don’t write “for context”, but to create an effect. By allowing words to be replaced or blanked out, this effect is reduced to a clumsy translation, or negated completely. To enable a writer’s work to be modified without permission, then for you claim that nothing much has been altered, is to completely misunderstand the nature of fiction writing. Worse still, you are enabling us to be judged and misrepresented on the basis of words that your app has put into our mouths.
2. Moral. It’s clear from the list of words you consider “profane” that this app is designed to impose a Christian agenda on books. This is insulting to non-Christians. The pejorative use of the word “witch” as a substitute for “bitch” is offensive to pagans, and illustrates your religious bias.
3. Pedagogical. If, as you suggest, this app is partly designed for young readers, then I believe the toxic message it carries (that body parts are shameful and must not be mentioned by name; that sex is dirty and shameful) is likely to be extremely harmful to impressionable young people, and may result in serious psychological damage, with all the social consequences that may entail.
These are my objections to Clean Reader. And however much I respect your desire to reach out to me, I don’t believe there’s anything you can do to improve the situation, short of taking your app off the market altogether, and allowing the public to choose for itself how to deal with authors’ choice of vocabulary.
Missy Elliott’s 2015 Super Bowl Halftime Show
Scott Porter on how he ended up in Parenthood.
MAE WHITMAN EVERYONE
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March 2, 2010 - January 29, 2015Amber, you know, I was two years in Vietnam. Do you know what I thought about, what I dreamt about? Coming home, having a family, having grandkids. I dreamt you, Amber. And Haddie, and Drew, and Sydney and Max. We almost lost ya Amber. You’ve had some bad breaks. You’re not feeling good about yourself. You didn’t get into Berkeley? Well boo friggin who. You got to suck it up girl, you’re a Braverman. You got my blood in your veins. If you ever do something like this again, if you even think of doing something like this again, I will kick your little butt all the way from here to the Golden Gate Bridge. You do not have my permission to mess with my dreams. Are we clear?
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“Where’s the humanity in her? To me, it was that she actually loves deeply.
She loves insanely and obsessively.
[…] She’s never been taught love. She’s never been shown love. Love to her is probably very much tied with abuse and with pain, and so that’s the only way she knows how to go about loving because she hasn’t been taught otherwise.”
- Tatiana Maslany
school shooting episode. noooooooooooo.
As with many forgotten places, few people—even New York locals—know that North Brother Island exists. While the island was once home to the famed Typhoid Mary, it has since been overtaken by Mother Nature’s gentle yet unyielding hand. A dot on the East River that’s nestled between Bronx and Rikers Island, North Brother Island is now like the world’s other abandoned locales: overrun with lush trees, ivy and tall grasses, a mere shadow of its former self.
Although North Brother Island was inhabited for less than a century, it has a rich history as the home to various hospitals and facilities. In 1885, Riverside Hospital was constructed on the island as a place to treat smallpox patients and keep them from the general public. Since North Brother Island is only accessible via boat, it was an ideal location for quarantining sick individuals, as the East River kept outsiders at bay.
Typhoid Mary (aka Mary Mallon), who infected more than 50 people with typhoid fever, was one of the hospital’s most infamous residents. Mallon was one of the first “healthy carriers” of the virus, and she fought hard to maintain her freedom, despite infecting numerous individuals in the process. She was eventually forced to live on North Brother Island quarantined, where she had a small bungalow that was separate from the main hospital building, and where she died.
not to mention drinking hot drinks. steamy glasses will be the death of me
Emptying a steamy dishwasher. Pouring out a hot pan of water. Rain. Sand. Random scratches that just appear in your vision.
DONT GET ME STARTED ON SHOWERS