"Writing in MOO-space," Vitanza observes, "is not at all like writing in word processing-program space, especially if you do not use a [MOO] client. Not like writing in striated space, but smooth space" (89). If twenty people are logged into the same MOO I am, then all 20 "of us evidently are traveling from different geographical sites into the same server and we are writing on the same electric big chiefless tablet, and the words, the various drafts, the various 'ones'-of-us seem somewhere, but where? together, and not separate. In time or space" (89). And as I lose mySelf and my "world" in this telepresence, Vitanza says, "I have a sense of writing-the-accident." (Maurice Blanchot might say I have a sense of writing "the disaster.") A sense that there is no writer and no reader, at least not in the humanist sense of those terms.

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