Goodbye!

You can still find me around the corner!
I know, I know...
it has been one year now. Actually a bit longer than that.
And we'll be staying some more months. But I am not a fan of extended projects; this has to end. Now.
Also, I am not a fan of goodbyes.
But this is a secret.
As mentioned here and there, I need to take care of another little writing project with a friend and as much as I like reading couple of books at the same time, I am not able to concentrate on writing more things at a time.
Some other things that were happening (or not happening) made me take this decision. I got to go. I will go.
I will miss writing about Long Island, but there are such wonderful people writing about this island and me, I am kind of a "part-time lover" to use the words of Stevie Wonder.

Before I go, I really need to say: you should read the blogs I put in my blogroll. On the left-side; the other left!
I am very selective, so just expect to find la "creme de la creme".
Do you have tissues?

Comments

dede leoncedis said…
Non ho mica capito bene.
ma non perchè scritto in inglese
August 13, 2010 at 5:45 PM
Bill said…
Ugh! Sad to see you go. Will you start another blog in your new location so we can follow you there?

Will you perhaps share with us that other writing project you are working on?

Best,
Bill
August 15, 2010 at 9:24 AM
Unknown said…
I thought you weren't leaving till November.
September 14, 2010 at 5:32 PM
Elisa @ Globetrotting in Heels said…
oh no! I can't believe you are not going to blog anymore! I'm going to miss you :-( Please start another blog soon?
September 20, 2010 at 10:50 AM
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