|It happens. Click to enlarge (the cartoon not the imagination)|
This will be my last regular post.
When I first started writing I found an audience. A small audience. Then one day, Femulate linked to me and my readership rose.
I decided that if the daily average fell below a certain level, or if I had no ideas for a week, I'd end the blog.
Something else happened.
I've always had time management issues. I've tried a variety of programs, planners, structures... none seemed suited to me.
A few weeks ago, when my to-do list was out of control once again, I simply made two short lists:
Letting Meg go out was on the wants; a few years ago, it would have been a must, which I found interesting. Some other recreational things were on the wants list; some were absent completely and I took that to mean I didn't care if I do them or not.
But writing my blog has moved from wants, where it probably was six months ago, to musts.
Too many nights when I think I'm ready for bed instead I announce "I'll be there soon. I have to put up a post for tomorrow."
I have things to write about. At a minimum, I wanted to work at and critique Kathe Perez' voice program. The world is changing for us and this is a wonderful forum to both share and learn.
But I believe Thalia is telling me to stop. I trust my muse. I'm afraid if I don't, she'll walk out and I'll ramble and jabber for a page every day and you won't enjoy that and I'll just embarrass myself.
If there are any comments here, I'll post them. I may write an occasional post. I hope to spend some time on facebook (username Meg Winters) if you want to join me there. So far, I barely get on, but maybe that's because of the blog committment. Give me a chance to ramp up.
I miss the blog already.
You can write me at youCanCallMeMeg@gmail.com and I may even try to figure out google+. I keep getting notices that someone's adding me there, whatever that means.
I'm also on twitter but that's where I follow just a few people (one trans) and only post occasionally, mostly political dross. I may expand into trans topics; right now if I get on twitter once a week that's a lot. I am @ThePollyTicks. Polly Ticks is my nom de nouvelles when I feel like annoying other readers on The Washington Post site.
I leave you with someone who did a better job of saying goodbye than I'm doing. It was clear, it was succinct and it was a beginning as well as an end. Change is good. And buy a copy of Exploring Calvin and Hobbes. It's a wonderful read.
|The final Calvin and Hobbes strip. Click to enjoy!|
We've got five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
We've got five years, that's all we've got