Is anybody else noticing that the stuff in the comment boxes in the drop down menu is now cutting off in the middle of words when a sentence runs to the end of the box?
It looks like this:
Oh Pouingmyartout, thi
s is the most clever pos
t I have ever read and I
‘m going to hit the foll
ow button right now a
nd read everything yo
u write because you a
re a genius and I thin
k I could very easily f
all in love with you.
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WordPress… I am trying to write a novel in one month… stop making changes that nobody wants. I do not have time to release the flaming beavers of revolution upon you right now.
Pouring My Art Out 
I’m not having any problems like this at all, but then I don’t write a hundred posts a day.
It is in the reader, not on my blog… and other people are…
Oh, we’ll have a big announcement sometime about something. I’m just going to bury my head in the keyboard and pretend. Hope it stabilizes – and doesn’t eat my posts…
We will survive.
Reader just gets stranger and stranger…Sometimes I think this must be how Alice felt in Wonderland…
We need another revolution.
Being the blogslogger I am, I am seeing a lot of unhappy WP bloggers today. It’s a very big club..
Ignite the flaming beavers of revolution!!!
I hate the WP “improvements!” They suck. I’m having the same troubles you are.
I have started revolutions before…
[ Smiles ] Hmmm. Sounds like a naughty glitch!
Glitch makes it sound like they didn’t do it on purpose…
[ Laughs ] Well, it’s difficult to pinpoint what it really is.
That just makes it worse…
What did you do to your blog this time…?
Who cares? Read chapter three cause you are in there… and I sense fireworks brewing… and wait for todays chapter when things heat up.
Ok I will in a bit. I’m feeling really shitty. Took meds and I’m falling asleep…
I just posted one more… the romance is heating up…
Going there now…
yay
I’m so excited to be included in this… seriously, I got tears as I was reading. Not only that, but this story is really, really good.
I got a little irritated in reading the comments though… this does NOT need to be edited along the way by any of your followers.
This is YOUR work and I’m so proud of you!
I guess I’m just feeling a little over-protective for some reason…
Trust me, I need editing help…
Yes, most writers do but not as the story is being written…
Sorry again… I really feel privileged to be along for the ride as the story emerges
You know I have to not post the last bit, right?
Yes… but you have my email… *looking up at you with puppy dog eyes*
You put me in an awkward spot. If you read it now will you still buy a copy when I publish it?
Of course! I’ll even preorder. I came into a little money last night 🙂
we will work something out.
You know… donate to the cause. You’ll be receiving it in the mail next week… finally
whatever
What are you trying to imply?
That there is no rush… sheesh…
😉 haha
I am not having the same issues you are having; although people are following, and falling, in hordes, masses of them, the popularity is overwhelming- yeah, right!
How can some people see the changes and not other people?
It may have something to do with the equipment we’re using. I have a mac and I don’t have the issues you have but I do notice the appearance of blogs in my Reader is a bit different- names appear over gravatars for instance and lots of people require opening the whole post now when they didn’t before.
Yeah, and they don’t tell you how many more words there are…
Let me take a “crack” at that question. Nobody else has a head full of crack squirrels perhaps?
I don’t make these up… name… now… I am already to describe his unusual hair…
Reggie (Lord Chief-Justice) Ellenborough with the ,CHEVAUX-DE-FRISE hair style.
The surname alludes to the hairdo. If you know a slang term for the chevaux-de-frise, use that for his nickname or his call sign. His mates might call him Lord Ellenborough or Lord Chief-Justice to tease him about his hair. Just thinkin’ out loud.
Well you have to wait till the next character pops up.
Such are the fortune of war: sometimes a profit; other times a loss.
You snooze, you lose…