Dear Gentle Readers,
People have been writing to ask what happened to Liberty’s Torch V2.0. They’ve also been asking where to go for all the essays that were posted there. The first question is easily answered: Hosting Matters, which was recommended to me as a Web host by a friend – “You’ll love it, Fran!” – rendered the site inaccessible in the process of some back-end maneuver that was never explained to me. After several exchanges of emails with their “support” personnel, I became enraged and decided to terminate my account with them. Frankly, it was overdue; Hosting Matters had provided me many reasons to dislike their services over the not-quite-five years I’d dealt with them.
The second question is also easily answered: At this time, those pieces are unavailable. There were a lot of them: more than four thousand. As I’m mortally weary of this business of changing hosts and reposting old material, they’ll remain unavailable unless something highly improbable should occur.
For the time being, whatever I write will appear here at Liberty’s Torch V1.0. Blogger, whatever else might be said about it, is a reliable Web host. I’ve never had an outage here, nor any loss of material. So when the Spirit moves me, here is where any new pieces will appear.
But I’m tired and sorely tried. I don’t have much left in me. I got up this morning, poured my coffee, perched before this computer, and asked myself, “What will today’s piece be about?” And in contemplating that question, I realized that I’ve come to dread continuing as I’ve done.
After three decades of regular posting – usually at least one piece per day – I think I’ve shot my wad. It may have been the disaster with Hosting Matters that precipitated the realization, but it’s accurate nonetheless.
So posting will be irregular henceforward. Apologies to those Gentle Readers who’ve enjoyed the fare here. Unless someone with a better compass than Ponce de Leon should discover the Fountain of Youth, that will be the way of things from here on.
Yes, I’ll still be writing fiction, though that, too, will slow down. Once again, my apologies to anyone disappointed by these announcements. Be well.
From too much love of living,
From hope and fear set free,
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be
That no life lives for ever;
That dead men rise up never;
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea.
All my best,
Fran
6 comments:
I think Blogger's biggest problem is that you-know-Goo runs the comments, and I watched them delete comments in real time when I spoke (admittedly, not at all nicely) about Kackles just before the last election.
Too bad they just can't get a [DECENT] life, huh?
I'll appreciate whatever you put up. You are a warrior.
It seems that we were having similar problems. I updated your link on our new site: AppalachianRenegade.com. NCRenegade.com is still up for archival purpures.
Hope you're just having a bad day, Sir Francis. I'd miss hearing your voice! Also, you could contact Doug Ross's website, where your old, now-dead 2.0 site was linked. I discovered you on Doug Ross's site, and i bet a lot of others did, too! Have Doug's site update their link to this site, and i'll bet the traffic here would start increasing in a big hurry.
Wishing you all the best, and will keep checking your site...---Scott
Hi there, Francis. I totally get where you're coming from. It was back around 2008 that I got tired of fooling with hosting issues, and just never found my way back to blogging. Somewhere along the line, I also decided I was tired of posting the same arguments over and over. I much admire those of the old school who've kept at it through the years. I do miss the old days when we "gun bloggers" had such engaging and fun conversations in each others' comment sections, but nearly all of those folks have dropped away.
- jed
Blog posts are a lot like yesterday's newspaper. Except for the rare post that makes it, gone within a few days.
That's why you need to get back to longer form writing. Perhaps try what Hans Schantz does - he serializes, then turns his episodes into a book.
I've been trying to persuade Eaton Rapids Joe to turn some of his work into a book. That may be the next best solution for keeping work available.
Mea while, I'm going to sit back and let my bloody nose heal. Its been cutting loose every time I put my head down.
Have you ever tried to clean up a house with your head thrown back? Impossible!
Count me among the many who will miss your daily posts, Francis. But as someone who got too tired to write a couple of years ago, I don't have much room to criticize. Be well, and post whenever; I won't stop checking this site.
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