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Recently, in the Life and Arts section of the Seattle Post-Intelligencer, a reporter by the name of D. Parvaz has cropped up with a column called “Popping Off”. [] In a March column .... “Confessions of a writer who didn’t pen a memoir”, Parvaz rambles about the abundance of memoirs that have flooded the literary market. Though I agree with her that there are a few too many crap memoirs out there ..., I don’t like her tone towards bloggers. She writes, “Those who don’t make it into print embrace blogs, painfully detailing their every triumph and trauma.” So what? Unlike Parvaz’s words and the plethora of bad literature out there, at least readers aren’t paying to read a bloggers ponderings. The beauty of the blog is that you can click in and click out. Tune in or tune out. If a blogger speaks to you and you jive with what they are putting out there, cool. I personally have spent many an hour comforted by blogs where authors share experiences similar to my own or better yet, open my eyes to cultures and ways of thinking that I might never experience.... As long as no animals or small children are harmed ..., then it’s all good.;
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