I used my livejournal account from 2000-2009 as a place I defined as a private space where I shared mostly my relationships failures to my ‘online only’ friends. This group of people knew more about my life then even the person I was dating. In hindsight, these hundreds to thousands of private group based entries were an archive of my mistakes, permanently cached in servers for the rest of history.
Her editor says,
This book is almost unreadable.
It is quite chopped, strangely formatted. But that only helps it feel like screaming fragments of something buried.
And yes, people still use LiveJournal. We’ve often talked about its importance as an outlet on the Russian internet, and why it is constantly under attack by government censors. In a time when nothing is private and anonymity is dead, the work seems very timely and personal.
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