The Moment I Had A Stalker: Every writer has them – the fan who pays a little too close attention to what the writer is saying or doing; the fan who makes inappropriate comments, revealing that the fan thinks there is more going on in the writer/fan relationship than any reasonable person would deduce based on evidence. A few years ago, I had one of those. And, around the same time, I began noticing something strange going on with my website – every day, when I checked the StatCounter, under “Recent Visitor Activity” I would see the same location; and under “Total Visits” for this visitor from the same location, the number kept creeping ever upward. Who was this person? Could it possibly be that one fan who’d been making me feel increasingly uncomfortable of late? Perhaps – creepy to contemplate – he was going to my site to stare at my picture every day? Finally, when it made me crazy to the point of intolerable, I posted about the situation on an online forum for writers. A member asked me where my frequent visitor was located. Me: “Reston, Virginia.” The same member asked if I used AOL. Me: “Yes.” The member then told me that, at least in this instance, I was my own stalker; every time I made an addition to the “News” section of my own website, I was leaving little cyber-footprints. Sometimes, a writer has a fan who gets out of hand. Sometimes, a writer has a real stalker. But sometimes, the enemy really is us.