So long, farewell
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This always happens. That temporary break turns into a permanent separation, and before you know it, you're saying lame things like, "It's not the blog, it's me."
It is me. I decided to shut down this blog to fulfill a promise I made to myself last June when I quit my job as editor at AlterNet. After three eventful years that included a war and a presidential election, I was pretty much burned out on online journalism. It was time to wean myself off the pressure of daily, many times hourly deadlines; the need to say important things about the way too many important things; the constant fear of missing out, falling behind that drives the internet news cycle; the need to surf that information tsunami ...
No wonder then that the first thing I did after quitting is start my own blog. My name is Lakshmi. And I am an information addict.
So I need to stop doing this to myself, at least for now.
While I surely will be posting stuff on occasion on other blogs, it won't, however, compensate for the bit about this blogging business that I'll really miss: i.e. you, dear reader. Despite all those jokes about my traffic numbers, I've been continually amazed by all people who've taken the time to read this blog, and those who've made the added effort to respond to it and me. My days will be a little more lonelier without you.
In any case, this is not a goodbye but more of an au revoir to blogging. To quote that awful man, I will indeed be baack -- on AlterNet, In These Times or perhaps with a small blog of my own.
Let me know if you want to be notified of my return to the blogosphere. I promise not to sell your email address to support my crack habit -- though I don't quite understand why folks get so worked up about spam. I personally find it quite touching that so many people are this worried about the size of my penis.
Now that I've reminded you of all the reasons why you're going to miss this blog ... Time to stop. Now.