One year old today, that is. Rhian devised this blog as a 2007 New Year's resolution, and brought me on board, and we swore we would post every day for a year. That was the goal.
Well--we didn't quite meet it. But we came close enough, making this perhaps the only New Year's resolution we have ever jointly kept. This was originally going to be the end of the road, but Ward Six has come to feel like a third child, and its readers--and good God, where did you all come from?!--a reliable stable of cousins. So we'll be continuing indefinitely, and we hope you will all come along for the ride.
We'll keep trying to put something up every day, with a "major" post every other, and forgive us if we start repeating ourselves, because we have a way of repeating ourselves. But literature seems never to exhaust itself--we continue to love it, and love talking about it, and we want to thank you from the bottom of our hearts for listening.
And, I should add, for talking back. Because it was never the hit counter that mattered--it was the comments. All the best moments here at W6 have come not in our posts, but in your responses to them, and we both check back a dozen times a day, to see what people are saying to one another.
Rhian may post her own suite of thanks, but I know I can speak for her when I say how grateful we both are for your attention and participation. Zoe, 5 Red Pandas, Individual Voice, the whole lot of you--it's been great having you around. And Ed, thanks for your hyperlink-rich co-blogging, which we hope will continue.
Be well this year, enjoy all there is to enjoy, and write like madmen. With affection--