Epilogue

Some combination of running out of things to say, a desire to sort things out privately for a while, some need for a different balance in my life, and general weariness with things internet has kept me from posting here for some considerable time, now. I may start other blogs, with different styles or different subjects. I have a handful of ideas for various bloggy experiments, and I might give one or two of them a try.

For now, though, my blogging experiment is ended. To all the folks who have been reading, my most sincere thanks. I’d be delighted to keep up email correspondence with any and all.

Gentle breath of yours my sails
Must fill, or else my project fails,
Which was to please. Now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant,
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be reliev’d by prayer,
Which pierces so, that it assaults
Mercy itself, and frees all faults.
As you from crimes would pardon’d be,
Let your indulgence set me free.

William Shakespeare, The Tempest, epilogue