This month seems to be getting more entertaining by the day. Yesterday afternoon Fiona Moore sent me an email saying:

<Hi Neil, I desperately, DESPERATELY need your help. What can I do?>

followed by Wortham's original 'Word of warning' post, to which Moore appended no further comment.

Some hours later, even as I was drafting a reply (along the lines of "What the fuck do you expect *me* to do?"), she sent a follow up message thus:

<Ignore earlier panic. Jenny's got everything under control.>

Moore has not responded to my reply to her original post.

As was presumably made clear by my accidental misposting last week, I've been in offLyst contact with Moore. I can only say that the witty and insightful poster she was onLyst swiftly turned into an obnoxious snotty little cow, with a conversational style (handbags included) not unlike someone else who is currently highly visible on Lysator.

Furthermoore, she used this personal correspondence to launch a stream of vitriolic invective at Lysator and just about everyone on it, slashers in particular but by no means them alone. These tirades would seem to have at least some foundation in the way poor ickle Shane (clueless wanker that he was) was left to fight his tediously protracted scuffle against the Wortham/Rosenthal bastards with no one lifting a finger to help him. Shane, 'twould seem, is a personal friend of Moore's. The cavalier fannish attitude to Terry Nation's (supposed) writing talent or (counter-supposed) lack of would also appear to have a lot to do with it.

I don't know if anyone else has been in offLyst contact with Moore and has anything similar to report. I won't trust anything "Jenny Kaye" says on that matter.

Don't ask me exactly what the fuck's going on here, because I haven't a clue. But I have suspected for a couple of weeks now that Moore and Kaye are working together, if indeed they are two separate people.

Animal camouflage don't count for squit when some cunt sets fire to the forest.

Fan the flames

Neil