I suspect almost all of you are now singing – with the Von Trapp Family Singers in your heads – this song from The Sound of Music. That’s how I feel about leaving Black Ink, White Paper behind – sad but in a musical, nostalgic kind of way.
I’m not sure if that makes sense, but maybe I can make it a little clearer with another musical quote, which comes from Ecclesiastes via Pete Seeger and The Byrds: to everything there is a season. And now you’re singing that song. I promise I’ll stop right there before you end up with a dozen elegiac songs in your head, each one battling for supremacy.
To everything there is a season…
Black Ink, White Paper has been a joy for Lisa and me. We’ve met the most wonderful people – both the people who belong to the BIWP blog – and those who have dropped in to read and comment.
So thank you all for being a part of this endeavour. Thank you for joining us while we celebrated and mourned, while we explored the world around us and the worlds in our heads.
To make finding us at our individual hangouts easier, we’re providing links below and the blog, while inactive, will remain in stasis for a few weeks if you want to revisit favorite posts or search our members out on the web.
Thanks so much for being part of our journey. We hope you’ve enjoyed the ride as much as we have!
Anna Leigh Keaton