If The New River was a dog, it’d be graying, arthritic, and exude a variety of rotten odors, but as multimedia technology continues to grow more accessible, intuitive, and integrated (not to mention that the old guard—those literary fogeys who are themselves now the arthritic and smelly—is steadily being replaced by those scarily adept Millennials who cut their teeth on superphones and iPads and what have you), Digital Writing is not only still in its infancy, but on the verge of becoming a necessary form of expression (how many trees can be left in this ravaged world, after all?).
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