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February 18, 2010



Thanks for this. It's a wonderful piece.

There is always a fine line to walk between "writing what you know" and "appearing self-indulgent".

Salinger took advantage of a vulnerable young woman. And yet, when that young woman casts off her vulnerability and tells her story, she's suddenly taking advantage of a literary giant. Kinda doesn't make sense, does it?

Salinger's characters wallowed in their own self-indulgence, and Salinger ultimately revealed himself to be just as self-indulgent (Hermitage is ultimately an act of selfishness. IMO. Your mileage may vary). All Maynard did, albeit ungracefully from a literary standpoint, was throw open the shutters and expose him -- his strengths and weaknesses in equal measure -- to light.

In much the same way, the blogging community -- especially the mommybloggers -- have simply opened the shutters and cast light in on the experiences we all share, but rarely discuss. Some are good. Some are not so good. But they're all ours.

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