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For those who were curious about Cindy Cruciger’s post that she deleted, here it is in full with some of the accompanying comments. I’ve edited out some of the more laborious comments, because… well, because they were boring and not really relevant.

Savage Incivility” – tried it once didn’t like it May 2

Filed under Jane Litte, Apropos of nothing, Assholes On the Web, Blog wars, Dirty Politics, Light a match for Karen Scott’s last bridge, Loose Thoughts, Pointless Blathering, The Four Horsemen, Writing by admin | 45 comments (K:There were 45 comments, but just 3 commenters)

Must be soap box day in 3 … 2 … 1. (more…)


Hey Guys, guess what, The Vindictive Rhinoceros has reared her very ugly head again.

Like I twittered last night, just as I start to forget that the bitch exists, up she pops wanting some attention from her favourite people in the whole world. Talk about extreme separation anxiety huh?

Anyway, from what I can tell, she was trying to make a political statement, but somehow ended up talking about yours truly, The SBs, and Dear Jane. She truly does love us so.

VR started off talking about wearing pyjamas on a website, (which I really didn’t get, but we know how fragile her mental state is), then she mentioned feathers on said website, then she made a statement about trying to eradicate conservatism from us (I have no idea which us she was talking about) , then she talked about a dress on Google Earth, then she talked about her work in class, (I didn’t actually think she was a teacher at the university, but I could be mistaken) then she mentioned that good old biblical figure, Saul whatshisface (wasn’t he the dude who got David into that unfair fight against Goliath?).

Anyway, apparently Saul had some rules, and there were supposedly 13 of them. I did wonder if VR meant The Ten Commandments, but I figured it was best to not interrupt her flow. She then talked about freezing a target, but I didn’t have the foggiest idea what she was talking about. (more…)

Warning, the following post is long and rambling, and somewhat incoherent in places, but long over due, so if you want to avoid drama, you might want to look away now.

I don’t like Cindy Cruciger, and I never have, even during her more sycophantic phase, but I kinda accept that she’s just a foolish, bitter, malicious broad, who can’t see the wood for the trees, and who doesn’t seem to understand what the phrase, ‘get over it’, means.

She constantly bangs on about my evil ways, but what she fails to recognise is that her bestest friend, Ann Vremont, is without doubt, the most vile, and vicious person, most of us Romancelandia folk have ever come across in Blogland (or in real life come to think of it), bar none. That’s some feat, right?

Ann crosses so many lines it’s laughable, (see Revenge Greeting Card on right) and all the while, her best friend, Ferfelabat AKA Cindy Cruciger, cheers on her genius. Cindy thought the picture on the right was hilarious.

The more I look at this card the more I could see myself sending it to any one of several friends who are in fertility treatment hell just to make them laugh. There should be a guy version as well.

Yeah, because that would be so darn hilarious. Even if there was a liklihood that one’s friends would find it amusing, why would you even go there? Surely sending them a teddy bear and chocolates would be more effective?

Anyway, I had a bit of a confrontation with Cindy Cruciger over at Capo’s blog earlier this week. Basically, Cindy had gone onto the Pickled Cupid blog (formerly C’um Hither Global) , and accused them of taking the piss out of her dead father-in-law. In actual fact, they weren’t, and if she could have removed her ‘Karen Scott and everybody who likes, her must die’ head on, she’d have had a clearer picture.

If any of you read C’um Hither Global before Capo, Bailey and Peter closed it down, you’ll know that they basically take Romancelandia news, and poke fun at it. Anyway, Cindy took exception to this post, and said so, in her usual passive aggressive way.

Peter responded to her comment, and then she had this to say:

You are assuming “Karen Scott” is telling the truth. On the few occassions when she has posted supposedly “personal” things about herself, it was to get people who are commenting under their real names or verifiable pseudonyms, to reveal real conditions they have. She then uses it against them later in one of her hit posts.

Does that gal ever think of anything, other than me? I never imagined she was a woman who did drugs, but how else can one explain her wild ramblings? I’m trying to think of the last time, I asked readers to ‘reveal conditions they had’, and then went on to use it against them, and I admit, I keep drawing a blank. Anybody remember such an event? Cinny, help me out here.  Surely, this is the pot calling the kettle black? It begs the question, has Cindy Cruciger ever looked in the mirror, and seen herself, as she really is?

Anyway, she had lots more to say for herself:

The truth is, you have no idea if “Karen Scott” is even a she and you don’t know if “she” really has fertility issues. I think that if she does, it’s reprehensible to use it to lure in victims to use as blog fodder, which is why I wrote that post you so obviously took issue with. I’m sure there’s no need to personalize what you read there.

See what I mean? Wild rantings, with little or no relevance to anything. Yeah, I guesss I could secretly be a man, and yeah, I could have been making up the whole fertility thing, just to garner sympathy, because (run-on sentence ahead) that’s the kind of thing I do all the time. And I guess I could have been trying to get others to admit to their fertility problems, so that I could take piss out of them later. Hmmm… Smokescreen much?

I think Cindy Cruciger knows she did a bad thing, and now she’s trying to justify it. She trawls through my blog often enough to have found my not-so-upbeat posts, back when this blog didn’t have as many visitors as it does now.  She knows she was wrong to take the piss out of my fertility issues, and now she’s trying to pretend that what she said wasn’t one of the most vile things one human can say about another. Like I said to her, what she did was akin to me finding out that her hubby had been giving it to some young, slim, pretty thing (hypothetical you understand), and mocking her on my blog because of it. Any smart person would recognise, that most people at heart are mostly decent, and wouldn’t tolerate such a thing.

She goes on to add: (more…)

As my loyal readers will know, we did the Ferfelabat AKA Cindy Cruciger Pretends To Hate Karen Scott/Smart Bitches/Dear Author thing last summer. It was highly entertaining for me, and I’m sure it was for Cindy also.

I kindly gave her a way out, out of the teeny tiny hole she’d dug for herself, and we agreed, to stay out of each other’s part of the blogosphere, because even then, I knew that this was a relationship that was not meant to be. I did try telling Cindy that I just wasn’t into her that way, but alas, I fear I may have broken her tender heart by my rejection.

Well, Cindy stayed away from me for a while, then a few of months later, she lovingly decided to make fun of my inability to conceive children. She wrote:

Let’s check in, shall we? Earlier Karen Scott was having dreams about breaking every bone in a baby’s body. Last year we learned that she only has her period once every six months or so and, in addition to making it impossible for her to reproduce (a good thing given that she dreams about abusing babies), when it happens, it is apparently so profound that she requires tent sized undies to contain it.

Awww, her love really knows no bounds. What a darling, darling girl. Mind you, I suspect her friend Ann Vremont might have been a little in love with me also, seeing as she went one step further and produced a beautiful caricature of me with bloodied, dying babies. I must admit, I did question Dear Ann’s mental state, but I realised that this work of art stemmed from a desire to show me just how much she cared. Sweet, sweet girl.

Over the months, I’ve been alerted to various posts where Cindy’s been talking about me. The reverence with which she wrote these posts were truly touching. I think she called me evil a few times, but that was obviously just in jest.

I know that those posts came from a place of deep, deep love. She just wants me to acknowledge her, and I think she feels rejected when I take no notice of her. Ahhh, the misery of unrequited love and affection.

Anyway, I just received news via e-mail that proves her love beyond measure. I was so very moved. That wonderful woman has dedicated a whole post to me and my evil wonderful blogging style. Truly scrumptious. The post was so complimentary that I’ve decided to give her what she craves. I’ve decided to give her my undivided attention.

People, I hope you feel suitably sorry for me, because being me is bloody hard, especially when everybody wants me, as badly as Cindy Cruciger obviously does. What can I say, when you’ve got it, you’ve got it.

Anyway Cindy, bottoms up to you my lovely, and I hope that this dedication makes you feel all warm and toasty inside.

Hugs and Kisses

Your bezzie mate Karen Scott
Age 33 years old. xxxxx

Apparently the Ferfelabat Cindy Cruciger/Meangirls truce is over. I was sent a link yesterday to a site called Snark Underground. Apparently it belongs to Ms Cruciger. I wont bother linking, because I’m sure you guys will find it easy enough.

There were a couple of eye-brow raising posts on there, but this excerpt caught my eye:

“Let’s check in, shall we? Earlier Karen Scott was having dreams about breaking every bone in a baby’s body. Last year we learned that she only has her period once every six months or so and, in addition to making it impossible for her to reproduce (a good thing given that she dreams about abusing babies), when it happens, it is apparently so profound that she requires tent sized undies to contain it.

Not wanting to feel like a freak (I am guessing), she asks her always-willing-to-reveal-material- to-be-used-against-them-later-when-she’s-ragging-it audience if they too switch out the stripper undies for more substantial granny wear when they are in non-reproduction mode.”

Wow…. I’d definitely say the truce was over wouldn’t you?

The Ersatz Jane Litte (Jane at Dear Author)

“One thing writers know when they see it is fiction.

While to my knowledge Jane Litte has never outright said she is a board certified lawyer, she has done little to dissuade the rumors and has, in fact, been dispensing legalese like candy on websites far and wide. The real lawyers preface everything they say with qualifying credentials and few of them would give it away to complete strangers and take on a huge risk of liability.

They bill out $200 plus an hour at the office. When your living is made dispensing knowledge, you don’t give it out to complete strangers free of charge unless it’s pro bono and you can write it off.

She has said repeatedly that she is “just a reader” … in much the same way Dick Cheney is “just a hunter” I guess. Right up to the Triskellion meltdown she happily hosted some of the most horrific Mosh Pitt parties on her own blog.

Since then she has kept her little corner of the web fairly clean of controversy and has chosen to use other bloggers to get her power kicks. When Jane Litte (aka ?) sets out to ignore someone and tells everyone else to ignore them, she really ignores the hell out of them huh?

For someone who just spent a week making sure everyone knows exactly who I am, she is quite the mystery woman herself. Other than that one picture and confirmed sightings at RWA does anyone know who Jane Litte really is?

As she’s flitting around on everyone else’s blogs accusing me of everything but screwing Hitler (possibly even of screwing Hitler) consider the source … or lack there of.

If I don’t know who or what I am dealing with I keep far far away from it. There’s just no point in fighting fantasies on the web. When I want to do that I’ll put it in a book and make real money off of it.”


“I wracked my brains trying to figure out how to mimic Jane’s Way of using someone else’s blog to … well … you’ve seen her work first hand I’m sure. Yesterday I had an epiphany.

If Karen Scott is any kind of friend to Jane she won’t scrape this onto her own blog to display it forever and she’ll let it die after a few hours here on Computer Colonics. But because Karen is friend to no one, I believe she’ll stay true to form and copy it over. Thus I will have used someone else’s blog to … You know.

With friends like Karen, who needs enemies eh? Sick. Two down. One to go.

Comments closed on this one because I do not have time to moderate.”

Cindy Cruciger, Author – AKA FerfeLabat – Ferfelabat.com

“From 7:30 am Eastern until 9:30 AM Eastern I posted a fierce commentary. It was blistering. Like a fish I almost caught last weekend – fucking HUGE I tell ya!! But. Two hours is my outside limit for someone like Jane. I taunted Karen to scrape it onto her blog. I blew her big-assed raspberries! Double dog-dared her. She missed out.

While I am aware of the fact that Karen is limited by AOL Dial up issues, life’s a bitch. She didn’t need to burn that last bridge anyway.” (hehe)

“I am learning a new respect for the four horsemen.

Deliberately targeting someone …

You have to be completely empty inside to do what they do to people. It feels gross.”

Cindy Cruciger, Author – AKA FerfeLabat – Ferfelabat.com

1. threedeelicious Jul 31
I’m sure one of your unique visitors already copied it into an email anyway. I must confess to being bummed, however, at its being taken down. Particularly as the alternative is work.

2. FerfeLaBat Jul 31
I do believe that The Ersatz Jane Litte was some of my best work. And. Twenty-nine unique visitors got a shot at saving it off before I remembered I was a human being. So much for my mean reputation eh? Some University Press thing scraped it so — all is not lost.

Besides. If they didn’t see it they are now climbing out of their skin wanting to know what it said. That’s even better than a direct asault. Less is more, right?

Now get to work.

3. Selah March Jul 31
Damn. Missed it. This is what I get for spending my time writing.

*is sad*

And suddenly it all made sense to me. I used to think The Little Shop of Horrors was just a cute musical with no deeper message, but it’s more. Authors contribute blood to this beast and it has grown to a size where it is big enough to eat us whole.

I accomplished two monumental things at least:

· Panda Candy is now moderating her blog and hopefully what happened to Liz, Marianne and Sherrilyn will never happen again.

· Karen Scott (a self avowed atheist) found God again for five amazing days.

And with this post, I am done. (hehe)

Cindy Cruciger, Author – AKA FerfeLabat – Ferfelabat.com