"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. -ddd |