I have a notice posted in bold on my contact page, saying “Please don’t send me unpublished material to read or critique.” There are reasons for this. And for the record, my policy extends well past the internet – and into Real Life. Which is to say: Don’t try to hand me your unpublished/self-published material in person, and for heaven’s sake don’t leave a self-produced genre story wedged into my car’s door handle at a Petsmart parking lot while I’m inside shopping. Don’t be That Guy. That Guy is a creep.