Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Done

I’ve been blogging before blogging was invented. 

Way back in the 20th century, I had a “paper blog,”—a photocopied fanzine made up of short essays and articles whose format and content was essentially identical to the type of writing one finds on personal weblogs.

And then, in the early days of the internet, I created a web page with links to what I creatively called “editorials,” which were the precursor to the 327 word essays made famous by this site.

327Words has been around, in its present format, (more or less) since August of 2004; some 1500 postings are to be found here, almost half a million words, nearly as long as War and Peace, and thicker, if bound, than Infinite Jest.

So it’s time, I think, to call it quits.

All good things have to come to an end, and so, for that matter, does this weblog. 

No more will I expect myself to make regular postings to this site; no longer will I feel guilty about failing to do so.

A new day has dawned, one on which freed from the responsibility of feeling I must write a piece for posterity, I now have a good 15 or 20 unscheduled minutes to do more important things like drink more coffee or take a power nap.

Readers—all six or eight of you out there—will no doubt be relieved as well, as a whole new space can be opened up on your list of browser bookmarks.

Oh, I’ll still compose Point83 ride reports and no doubt I’ll occasionally be compelled to write and post a screed about this or that, but I’m pretty sure that I’ll be in search now of greener pastures for my personal reflections about this and/or that; I may even branch out into essays of 400 words or more.

And, of course, there’s always my new book: Yoga, Cycling, and Pot: Ninety-Nine 327-Word Essays On Bending, Biking, Baking, and More.

4 Comments:

Blogger Deb's Lunch said...

dmcsupReally? A book? Am I in the baking part, or is it just bud butter baking?

6:44 PM  
Anonymous Matt T said...

I have been following for at least four years and you will be missed. It is good to know when a thing has followed it's course..

7:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You don't know me and I don't know you. Tho we've passed each other on the hill now and then. I've read yr stuff since, hell, I dunno. For a while. I remember when your Rambouillet got stolen. When was that? I don't comment on these blog things. But I thought you should know. Later, dood. ~Kreg

9:56 PM  
Blogger liliana said...

Hi, my name is Liliana from Venezuela, u know since 2004 327 have been a number that I always see, and is so strange, I'm trying to find a meaning but the most near is the OM symbol...Regards!

8:40 PM  

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