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[rivka]

What attracted me to LJ was the idea of writing about anything that interests me at the moment, without worrying about whether it's interesting to other people or appropriate to a particular locale. It's true that I'm aware of my audience - at first I tried not to have one, by not telling anyone I was keeping an online journal - but it's also true that I feel freed by the opt-in nature of LJ. If you're not interested in what I write, why are you reading my journal?, I ask my inner critic when it accuses me of being boring or precious or self-involved. And my inner critic has to shut up.

It occurs to me that while this is a feature to me, a LJ writer, to many LJ readers it's probably something more like a bug.

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Comments

[sinboy.livejournal.com]

I just read your journal for the squirrel. It's not wearing anything under that cape, right?

[rivka.livejournal.com]

She's a Squirrel of Mystery. She wouldn't come right out and tell you whether she's wearing anything under the cape - why waste all of that delicious tension? Instead, you'll just have to keep coming around... hoping... until all other thoughts are driven from your mind by the glory that is the Squirrel.

We've lost six or seven people that way already this week.