This line, from Kipling I believe, is a standard precursor to many heart to heart talks and writings. Why should I be any different? It's poetry, and sometimes the words of others make writing something that is hard to do much easier...and usually better, for that matter.
For a variety of reasons I am going to close down vagabondsurf.com by the end of the summer (2005).
It's taken me two weeks or more to get this far, writing and rewriting and starting all over again. I guess I keep hoping for some inspiring thing to happen to regenerate my interest, but it hasn't happened yet, and the near future holds much more in the way of distractions and roadblocks for me.
I've been over and over this same territory trying to explain myself, and I've had enough. I don't have to explain myself, so why bother. It's been a fun few years. Technology has changed, making production of this site more work while the basic functions can easily be done on various forums. I'll still poke around some of them. I may even put up a few "summing up" essays here before I pull the plug.
Apparently I came to surfing from another time and place, if not planet, and I'm homesick. The trouble is I'm not sure where I came from still exists. Neverless, I'm headed home. I'll write if I find work.
Nels Norene
Publisher and Editor
vagabondsurf.com
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