Apologies for Yesterday

Dear Readers of Writing About Writing

I would like to apologize for the bad advice that went out yesterday.  Our signal was hacked, and we barely had time even to change the title of the post before it went live.

I have already trekked down into the basement to confront my ideologically wayward clone about matters as the hacked signal came from him.  I'll admit, I didn't think he could be the one.  Ultimately, he's a dedicated writer whose worst claim to evil is a profound and abiding love for NaNoWriMo.  I don't believe he could ever really be responsible for something so heinous.  But the computer tracking system wouldn't lie.

Turns out he was responsible for the security breach, but not the content.  See, he hacked into the Writing About Writing mainframe by using my memories so he could piggy-back his own posts off of ours (especially when I try to post my literary review of Fahrenheit 451.  However, what he didn't do was protect his own computer very well.  (The damned password was Brech33n74.  What a tool!)  So even though I have multi-million dollar firewalls around W.A.W. it was undone by a thirty second hack into his computer.

We fixed his password, but our Mystery Blogger might have put in a back door.  I have no idea what that even means, but it sounds pretty bad.  No one here really understands computers anymore, and only one person understood the computer security systems like the back of their hand.

I'm going to have to try to rehire The SciGuy...