Mrs Morrison's Hotel

The 100% personal official blog for Patricia Kennealy Morrison, author, Celtic priestess, retired rock critic, wife of Jim

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I was, wait, sorry, that's "David Copperfield". Anyway, I was born in Brooklyn, grew up on Long Island, went to school in upstate NY and came straight back to Manhattan to live. Never lived anywhere else. Never wanted to. Got a job as a rock journalist, in the course of which I met and married a rock star (yeah, yeah, conflict of interest, who cares). Became a priestess in a Celtic Pagan tradition, and (based on sheer longevity) one of the most senior Witches around. Began writing my Keltiad series. Wrote a memoir of my time with my beloved consort (Strange Days: My Life With and Without Jim Morrison). See Favorite Books below for a big announcement...The Rennie Stride Mysteries. "There is no trick or cunning, no art or recipe, by which you can have in your writing that which you do not possess in yourself." ---Walt Whitman (Also @ and

Monday, March 26, 2007

Spam. A Lot.

Spam—the email sort—is, as we all agree, useless and vile. (Well, maybe the other sort too, though some of my Hawaiian friends claim otherwise.)

But as I have perused the volleys of spammers slam-a-jammin’ my gmail and lycos accounts, I have noticed how really creative and even euphonious are some of the names they choose to use.

Oh, not the stupid ones, like CXER239, or the porny ones. But the ones that try to make you think they come from real people whom you know. (Yeah, right…do they really think that anyone, at this late date, would actually OPEN these parcels of annoyance? Surely not! )

Anyway, I have found a use for these! I employ them as character names in the books I’m working on, and they fit surprisingly well. Not all of them, but really quite a lot. Seems fair.

Today’s crop of possibles:

Trevino Diaz
Jeffers Freeman
Cherie Sheridan
Estella Pace
Molly Maples

Don’t those sound like plausible 60s monikers? Yes, I think they do. And those are only the ones left in my inbox today. By the end of the week I’ll have ever so many more.

So keep your spammy spams coming, crazy people. Your faux nomenclature may be immortal yet.


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