I loved that part of Ender's Game- the clever way two kids could use words to change things- themselves, and the world. The scene where Val is upset when her father sides with her own secret identity, because she had thought no reasonable person ever could, stands out in my memory with particular poignancy.
But they didn't just make a blog (kind of like I'm doing right now, hmm) they used message boards and such and responded to other people to the extent that they got jobs as newspaper columnists.
Also, I'm not as ambitious. And I hate Peter, although I kind of like Val more than Ender even.
I want a philosophical nom de plume, though! It's just fun. I'll have to think about it.
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