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Thursday Thoughts: How Do You Prefer Replies?

I love reading comments, and I try to frequently make comments on blogs that I read.  My question for you is:  How do you like to receive replies to your comments? 
Generally, I prefer an e-mail response to comments I make, since I don't always remember to check back to see if a reply was posted.  However, when reading comments on other blogs, I enjoy reading the replies to comments, particularly if the comment was a question.

Some comments are written by "no-reply" bloggers, so it is impossible to e-mail a response.  E-mail is better for lengthy or more personal responses, though.  I usually e-mail a reply, but sometimes I reply on the blog--and sometimes I do both.

Bloggers, how do you reply to comments?  When you comment, how do you prefer replies?  One curious mind wants to know. 

Thanks for all readers, whether they comment or not.


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  1. I always post on the blog, seeing as how I don't know how to do otherwise. I'm assuming I'm one of those no-reply bloggers, since no one has ever replied through an email. I have no idea how to change it. Clearly, I am no computer expert. I'm just happy to participate.

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    1. Yep, you're a "no-reply" blogger. Don't worry; it's easy to fix. Karen from Sew Many Ways has an excellent tutorial: http://sewmanyways.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-be-lurker-anonymous-or-no-reply.html

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    2. I do believe I have solved the problem. Thank you!

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  2. I prefer the same method as you Kristi...the email is the way to go when you are as forgetful as me! :)

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  3. I prefer to email responses to those who comment. When I leave a comment on a blog, I rarely go back to that post to check for a response by the author - it is too time-consuming. I think the email response is more personal.

    I wish there was a way to contact "no-reply" bloggers, but sadly there is not. I doubt that some of them even know they are "no-reply."

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  4. I prefer to email my commenters and recently I discovered that when I click the little reply at the end of a comment it posts a reply on the blog and sends an email to the person commenting so two birds with one stone. At least I think that's what's happening. Someone correct me if I'm wrong.

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    1. Wow Patrica, if it does work that way that would be wonderful. I think it can work like that if the person posting originally clicked the "subscribe by email" link. Can you tell me if you get an email of this reply, and whether or not you clicked the "subscribe by email" link when you originally posted your comment?

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  5. I prefer to be contacted via email. Easy-peasy-mac-and-cheesey. I enjoy reading your blog. Sometimes I am lazy & just read it in Google reader & don't make comments.

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