Wednesday, 05 August 2009

• For a long time, this journal was one of my favorite things. My head would get swimmy, and like someone afraid of the dark woken in the middle of the night, I'd reach for xanga like my light switch. Lately, I still find myself thinging about it, tapping out blog entries on my head, but I'm content to let them die there.

  I never had anything important to say here, and nothing I cherished but the stories; mine, and others that I've come to love through this journal. I still do love everybody, and still find amusement in the way you guys think, comfort in your words. nia nia bo bia, one of my favorite girls who always puts my heart through the woodchipper with her glorious glorious words and whom I've come to love like a long lost sister, tally, who means more to me than he possibly knows and who I've missed somethin' fierce since we've not talked much, katie who had entirely too much time to talk, austin who is moving to my home state, and I don't have to talk about Ethan, who I would have known if not for this journal, although possibly not as well.

  I have no desire to cut ties with anyone, but I didn't want my last entry to be a dangler. I may flutter back here soon, and certainly will with major updates, and of course, soon, with my update, which will probably include a livejournal name and an invitation to watch me grow there, mostly fiction, and I hope you'll like the newest adventure I've embarked on, Crooked Trees, about loving your crooked neighbor with all your crooked hearts, and like Whitman, and John Green, imagined, our roots that get tangled and keep us together.

  Love you all more than words can say, and that's all I can say for now. Hey, also: josh and gizzy gizzy gizmo, you need a facebizzle.

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