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Tuesday Time to Tackle: Truncating Blog Posts

I try to learn from the experiences of others, and that trait carries over into blogging.  Karen, from Sew Many Ways, has taught me so much about how to set up a blog.  (She also has great organizational ideas for craft rooms, great blog hops, and so much more.  I highly recommend visiting her blog.) Anyway, when I read this post of hers about how she had entire blog posts stolen, I thought I should probably do something to prevent that from happening on my own little blog.


Fortunately, Karen provided great step-by-step instructions on how to truncate a blog post.  She uses the blogger platform, and you can read her very informative post here. 

As far as I know, none of the posts of this little blog have been scraped.  "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure," though, so I have decided to start truncating my posts. 

Have you experienced blog scraping?  What measures do you take to protect your posts?

Thanks for Karen and the many other honest bloggers out there who share their wealth of knowledge.



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  1. I read the same instructions by Karen and plan on doing that soon. I, too, have not noticed my posts being stolen but I am sure it could happen anytime. She gives great instructions, doesn't she?!

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  2. I like Karen's blog and saw her directions on truncating, but I am not going to do it. It may be a foolish decision on my part, but eventually someone will come up with a way to work around the truncating, too.

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  3. Love Karen's blog too and did read her instruction post about it. For her it's a sensible thing to do, she has so many good post and tips and so on and so forth, but for my little blog, with mostly personal stuff, I don't think it's necessary. Who wants to steal my personal thingies?? The only sensible thing I did do recently is taging my pictures with my name on them, especially the pictures of my quilt. Some time ago I found a quilt of mine on another blog and she didn't write my name next to it and pretended it was here's. After writing here to ask about this, she replyed that it was free online so why shouldn't she use it?!
    Yes, there are some nasty people on the world, stealing things. Nothing new there....

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  4. I wouldn't even know if someone stole anything of mine. I do need to start putting my name on my photos, though. Plenty of them have been seen from google images, and I know if they were used I wasn't given credit.
    I'll check into the things Karen suggests.

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