Stop rewriting my life
- Amanda Riddell
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- 16 hours ago
- 2 min read
That's for the so-called fans that are really just IP trolls. I rewrote it, and it's fine.
Your ideas might be more profitable, but they're not legally permissible.
I think that it speaks of transphobic bias that a cis guy got paid money to rip me off.
You're welcome to create a piece that doesn't infringe on my IP.
One of the reasons I become suicidal is the idea that people love Tina more than me.
Mr. Barr and his allies put that vibe across, and that's why they're in trouble.
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Even though he's pretending to be nice, he literally blackmailed me in July.
Blackmailed me by threatening me with reputational damage if I didn't play ball.
Placing that on my porn website was also proof that he'd been stalking me
Steve didn't invent the Weeded Out film. It's my idea and you simply preferred giving your money to someone you knew rather than the initial writer.
I could use that money, but I can't allow him to acquire my IP after those threats.
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No live gigs. Nothing where my value in life is solely dependent on visibility.
No films. I'm not an actor, and your ideas of turning my life into Daffodils are bullshit.
Sorry, Steve. I'm the one who knows what makes musicals work.
Your biggest hit was ripping my style off with the Panthers.
My songs are what give me the muscle to ensure the show is done to my taste.
I don't want to turn Wellington into Pose or Smash or Mozart In The Jungle.
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My goal was to make something deeper, and The Dakumentary is undeniably deep.
Keep pretending like you're innovating, but leave my IP out of it.
My songs are APRA-registered, so this discussion is now legally concluded.
I've said no. Mr. Barr has registered my refusal and tolerated it.
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My book will be able to be published. His film won't be able to go ahead.
We need cheap legal representation for young writers.
That's what I needed in 2023 to end the war then and there.
It's like Cartman in Casa Bonita for him to have the balls to refuse to apologise, then to keep fucking trying to chat me up via the bloody back channel.