I read this article about memoirs and several comments there have stuck with me. And so…
This is just to say I have finished the stories that were in my head and which you were probably reading for entertainment. Sorry. They were fun. So good for me. And so draining.
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I’m glad to have been able to see them. You did a great job sharing them in a meaningful way with us.
And maybe I’ll come up with a few more from time to time, but I feel done in. Thank you for reading them and commenting too.
What does this mean?
You’re there! I thought I’d lost you.
As for this… it means (I think) that I need to find another purpose of this space. I don’t know that I can keep writing these bits of stories like I have been. But I don’t want to just use this space to complain about the writing life. It means I’m thinking.
Missed you by the way.
Entertainment? No, I can’t say that. It’s been, for me, a means to learn about you. I will miss them, but I am glad that I know you, and have the chance to go forward with you, whatever direction your journey takes. 🙂
Yeah, I didn’t really think entertainment was exactly the right word. But other words escaped me. Thanks to you for reading.
Your stories have been sometimes heartrending, sometimes funny, always thought provoking, and always touching. “Entertainment” just doesn’t seem to convey the right depth. You have had an interesting life so far, that’s for sure!
I spent many years trying to hide my past, only to discover that this also hid my personality to the extent of making believe I didn’t have one. So, now I share while trying not to bore anyone and hoping people understand a bit better.
I’ve found your stories interesting and thought-provoking. I will miss them, but you know when you need/want to write them and when you don’t. ~Miriam
I went a while not saying much about my mother because I didn’t want to say she’d died. Then someone said they thought I must not have been close to mother because i didn’t talk about her. This interpretation of my silence upset me. Now I talk about her. Be yourself. Tell your stories.
And thanks for reading these.
I hate it when good things come to an end. I’ve really enjoyed reading your stories. Thank you for sharing them with us.
Who knows? I may be possessed to write another one eventually, but I have ideas, no memories, left to share that feel worthwhile. Thank you for reading.
I saw this last night, but I didn’t know what to say. I worried that you were closing down your blog for good, but I see now that’s not the case. Thank goodness.
You know, these stories inspire me to blog my own history, but I’ve never managed to screw up enough courage. If I had a less public blog, kept it a secret from my family, stayed anonymous–maybe it would be easier. Then again, those might just be excuses to hide behind.
Although I enjoy the stories you tell about your past, I will enjoy whatever you decide to write about just as much.
I don’t want to stop the blog for good. Not ready for that!
The whole family/private/history thing is tough. And I admit to a few stories not told because of it–I am not always brave. Or I put stories out there and then worry for days.
I wish I knew what to do next! We’ll see. Thanks for staying with me for so long.
I trust in you to do what you need to and to come up with new and brilliant things for us to read 🙂
Do what feels right and follow the path in front of you.
I think we both struggle with a lot of the same things, questions about direction, uncertainty about our work, the marketplace. But we keep going on.
(Just make sure you keep going on with something, because we love you and don’t want you to go away. )
ps as soon as I figure out a way to read your work (on the computer) while I’m in bed, which is the only way I find time to read, I will gush about it, I’m quite sure. Don’t be frightened by my silence, I’m just a little exhausted and overextended. I’d prefer to read your story over reading Twilight (again) I just can’t master the technicalities. grr. I need to figure that out.
Don’t worry about reading my story. I may worry about it–but I stay busy! And I know how much you work.
May we both keep going on.
Thanks for the stories. I really enjoyed reading them. You are truly one of the best storytellers I have ever met.
mari, you are kind. Thank you reading. Now if only we could manage to meet for coffee!
I loved your stories! I hope you find something else to say so you dont’ abandon blogging.
Thank you writtenwyrdd. I hope so too.
Sheesh. I go out of Internet range for 48 hrs and the earth shifts. (This better not be that Davies guy’s fault, too. 🙂
I think everyone here agrees there’s no place like WitW. We like it for the stories provided by the curator, and the challenges she throws us at our own writing. As long as the stories, the challenges, and especially the curator can still be found here, I’d be amazed if you saw a drop in readership. So glad you’re not dropping off the radar screen altogether!
I don’t think I can blame Davies. I just don’t know what to say right now that won’t sound like self-obsessed, tedious blather.
Sorry I’ve missed most of the last ones. I’m just not reading a lot of blogs these days. But you did a great job and I loved what I read. I look forward to seeing what you come up with next.
You have so much going on! I’m glad you’re keeping up with your photography–and some writing too. Good luck with the next phase of things!
And I only wish I knew what I was going to think of next. This blog was such an accident…