While I enjoy writing over almost anything else and reading even more than that, the concept of Paragraph does not quite appeal to me, maybe I just don't get it. It seems like Wi-fi enabled cubicle hell driven by peer pressure to be creative.
The membership fees are not targeted to the starving artist either - the kind of writer who is least likely to have personal space, peace and quiet and therefore be most in need of it.
The vision of writers sitting in long rows of cubicles, writing away reminds me of a productive farming commune. Not exactly where one would expect to see a breathtaking collection of rare orchids.
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