Dear WordPress friends,
I have just finished collating all my posts into one giant WordDoc. Between 2012 – 2014, I wrote over 90+ poems and short stories, adding to a total of 20,387 words. That said, I’m not sure I’ll ever post here again.
It has been two years since my last post, and in that time I have changed significantly – both as a writer and as a person. This whole site feels like a time capsule, I just can’t see myself continuing on as if nothing happened.
As I was copying my posts into this WordDoc, I became overwhelmed with nostalgia. I started reading some of your amazing comments, and revisiting my old poems. I owe you all a giant thank you: thank you, thank you, thank you!
Between 2012-2014, I gathered over 140 WordPress followers, responded to over 250 comments, received 8,031 views, and posted 83 times. Daily, I interacted with a whole bunch of you: reading your work, comment and sharing your posts. This sense of community carried me through a difficult time in my life when I was changing as a person, when I was figuring out who I was in this world.
For those wondering, I never actually stopped writing, I just stopped uploading. In fact, I probably write more now than I ever have, it’s just very different to the poems I wrote as The Ink Jester. I’ve written two first chapters for two different novels, a lot of poetry, and a tonne of philosophical essays. Not to mention, as a Post-Grad University student, a lot of my creative energy is directed into writing good essays. Whatever the case, you can be sure I’ll never stop writing.
I had great ambitions as a poet. I imagined myself getting published, becoming famous. Does that mean the closing of this blog is indicative of my failure? No, I don’t believe so. When I was writing poems for theinkjester.com, I found it necessary to dream. Without the dreams I lacked motivation and focus.
It doesn’t matter that I didn’t achieve these dreams, because in the process I grew as a person, as a writer, as an artist. Very soon, I found I didn’t need the recognition of others to justify my identity – it did not matter that no one had published my work. (Had I actually tried to submit anything, maybe I would have been surprised?). I am young, only twenty-five, it’s not like my days of writing poetry are over. Ambition had its place, but the journey was most important.
I will always remember 2012-2014 as wonderful years of great creativity and exploration. Thank you so much for being a part of my journey. I am unsure what will happen with this site – I may choose to rebrand it, or leave it as a time capsule.
Once again, thank you for all your support.
May the inkwell never run dry,
(June 14, 2016)