That's the title of a cartoon in a recent issue of the New Yorker. What is a Blogger Without Borders? Guy with a megaphone on a streetcorner.
I don't have a megaphone, but next week I'll be a Blogger Without Borders when I crawl out from the confines of this little space to give a paper at the AWP conference in Atlanta. That's the Association of Writers and Writing Programs, and no, I don't know why there's only one W in the acronym. Maybe the extra W escaped, or maybe it's being held for an exorbitant ransom by insidious anti-W forces, or maybe the W got off a the wrong metro stop and can't find Peachtree Street.
But if you are not an errant W and you know how to find Peachtree Street and you plan to be at the AWP conference next week, let's get together for coffee. Leave a comment if you're interested and then watch this space for the time and location of the first Bloggers Without Borders meeting. Megaphones optional.
1 comment:
Blogfee? ;-) Count me in!
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