Tonight, I finally surrendered to the modern web’s demands and added the three pages every site apparently needs to survive the legal labyrinth of the 2026:
Terms of Service, Cookies Policy, and Privacy Policy.
Before anyone panics — no, I’m not collecting your secrets, harvesting your data, or peering through the keyhole of your browser history. I write poems, not surveillance scripts.
The new pages exist for one reason only:
because the law now requires even tiny creative blogs to spell out things that used to be common sense.
So here’s what changed:
• Terms of Service
Covers ownership of my writing and artwork, how the content may be shared, and a reminder that fiction is… fiction.
Dark themes are creative expression, not confessions carved in stone.
• Cookies Policy
This one exists purely because Blogger/Google uses cookies behind the scenes.
I do not personally use, read, store, or even want your cookies.
(Unless they’re chocolate chip, but that’s another story.)
• Privacy Policy
Explains that I don’t collect personal information, don’t run ads, don’t sell data, and don’t track anyone.
If you leave a comment, that’s the only information I ever see — and even that disappears into the void once I read it.
All three pages now live in the navigation menu, dressed in the same gothic styling as the rest of the site.
This update is less about bureaucracy and more about keeping the gates of Ghost Writer’s Lament open without tripping over modern regulations. The writing, the art, the melancholy, the myth — all of that remains untouched.
Now that the paperwork is done, I can return to the shadows where I belong.
— Mary
