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

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Death to the Impostors!

I am informed by a newly friended person that there is at least one person on MySpace pretending to be me.

To wit:

Not only that, but this bastard/bitch has stolen content from my MySpace site as well, and has accumulated friends while posing as me.

Let me make one thing crystal clear: THAT IS THE ONLY MYSPACE SITE I HAVE. pkmorrison.livejournal IS THE ONLY LJ SITE I HAVE. AND THIS IS THE ONLY BLOGSPOT SITE I HAVE. All started by me personally, run by me and me alone. And I take great and furious exception to someone pretending to be me and stealing my writings and PRETENDING TO BE ME.

I have notified MySpace of this problem, and I would very much appreciate it if any of you who are genuine MySpace or LJ friends of mine would hunt down any other impostor sites, here, there or anywhere else, and let me know.

And let THEM know I'm on to them, and that it's a really, really bad idea to do what they're doing. Because when I catch up to them I am going to kick the living crap out of them.

And you know I can.


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