I Miss You Already.

The fish represents knowledge, obviously.

It flew by so much faster than I expected; I couldn’t keep up and write on the myriad topics I planned! (I was going to write every day! Twice a day! And it was going to change the world! I forgot about cooking dinner for my child, working my “regular” job, and general humility, among other time consuming happenings of every day life.) And it was simultaneously slower, too; the experience was exhausting! As much as I was intimidated to write within this space, I couldn’t feel happier or stronger for the time spent here.

The more I write, the older I become, the more I find myself listening more and talking less. This is how I found my time spent here at Feministe, but “listening” means a lot of reading—even as a writer. It was amazing to watch the conversations fly, whether comments were informative, educational, angry, supportive, or everything in between. If I have anything to offer the passionate commentariat here, I hope that it would be a gentle reminder that there are thousands of people reading this website, visiting Feministe to learn. You are educating people, whether you want that role or not, and I know that I certainly leave this space (as a contributor, anyway) far more educated than when I entered. You’ve allowed me to share my imperfect humanity, and responded with some of your own. I am grateful for all of it.

Special thanks to Jill for inviting me on over. I look forward to doing it again, if you’ll have me!

And, hey! twitter is fun: @evesturges

Note: Within the sphere of listening=reading, I may not have answered as many questions or participated in the comments as much as some of you would have liked; I assure you, I read everything. If you still have burning questions, now’s your chance; I’ll answer them here as time, and serenity, permits.