sometimes things change and the product of that is revolution. sometimes things change and the product of that is we need to face the music. we are working with the second of those options. this site is turning into a wastehole for older/more experienced writers. as more changes are implemented, it's becoming more and more tailored for a certain age, a certain kind of writer that, to put it bluntly, i never was and never hope to be.
we know what's coming. but while we're all here, i hit 200. thanks for that. i do appreciate it.
pretty much i'm leaving indefinitely. might be for a while, might be for a week. i do plan on checking in every once in a while to see people. maybe i'll post some of my non-poetry pieces or articles. maybe i won't. everyone i want to have contact with, i have contact with already.
wtw's been fun, guys. it's been a special experience, and i'm sure if there wasn't so much else going on i might have made more of an effort to stay. but as this year gets crazier, i don't need to feel more stressed about "saving" this site. i don't need to feel sad my best online friends are all slowly leaving. it's not you--it's me. and wtw. as a site.
i'll slowly be unpublishing a good 90% of my pieces. while they are still up, i will still be coming on to back them up on my computer. if i see something i like, i'll like it. if i see something i love, i'll comment. i'm not restricting myself; if i want to come back at any point i'll come back. (remember that word indefinite?) but for right now, adios friends.