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Sunday I read the New York Times article discussing the health issues surrounding blogging. It was a troubling piece to read. And I thought, how thankful I am no longer to be worrying about it.
After 1,322 posts at the No Comment page of the Harper’s website, I am hanging up my blogging hat. The simple fact of the matter is that 2,000 words a day is too time-consuming. It gets in the way of my other writing obligations, especially the long-form journalism, and the still longer-form and languishing book projects, and even those ridiculous law-professorly, footnoted articles. So today is the last day of regular No Comment posts.
Not to say that it’s entirely over. I’ll still do something from time to time, and in fact there are a number of interviews that will be coming down the pike (two next week, in fact), a few reviews, and the occasional speech or two. I will also be continuing to contribute pieces addressing legal affairs questions to the print version of the magazine.
I look forward to keeping in touch with my faithful friends and readers. You’re a wonderful support network, and even though it’s beyond my ability to respond to all the correspondence, I do read every line of it and often benefited from your suggestions.
More from Scott Horton:
Six Questions — October 18, 2014, 8:00 pm
Nathaniel Raymond on CIA interrogation techniques.
Mark Denbeaux on the NCIS cover-up of three “suicides” at Guantánamo Bay Detention Camp
Percentage of Britons who cannot name the city that provides the setting for the musical Chicago:
An Australian entrepreneur was selling oysters raised in tanks laced with Viagra.
A naked man believed to be under the influence of LSD rammed his pickup truck into two police cars.
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“Shelby is waiting for something. He himself does not know what it is. When it comes he will either go back into the world from which he came, or sink out of sight in the morass of alcoholism or despair that has engulfed other vagrants.”