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Not another writer falling to the ever insatiable LiveJournal and the tawdry lure of the blog! For once a writer has entered that realm, there is no turning back. It is no coincidence that blog and blood begin with the same three letters! Daily you will rise and go to your keyboard. You will blog. And on the morrow, when you wake and rise, you will not write. You will blog. Blogging is easier. The gratification is immediate. That ravenous time leech will draw you down into the hell from which so few writers return. Blog – it sounds like the slow drip of creative blood onto the uncaring Internet.

You are a storyteller, skilled in the seemingly effortless courtship of the story, and compared to the studied seduction of the novel, blogging is literary pole dancing. You are meant to write and edit and write again. To agonize over a verb, to dig in the day’s discarded fragments to recover that one phrase worth saving, and to put all those days of writing into one coherent whole, which, graced with covers, will reside on a bookshelf, not for moments but for years. We are meant to write stories in which events have meaning and lives make sense, to make up for the nonsense and drudgery of reality.

Oh, my dearest writer friend. Be strong. Resist the siren call.
Don’t blog. Write.

-Robin Hobb