It's hard, you know, to know quite what to say in the days and weeks after a loss. Particularly of someone so central to a community that you yourself sit on the outskirts of. I struggled about whether to even write this post, as I feel it's not really my place to talk about a loss so distant. And yet... It's hard to come to a blog space and not acknowledge what's been going on in the broader blogging community.
I feel a little guilty, honestly, about following Reproducing Genius and then C is for Crocodile and commenting so very rarely. I feel like I took but did not give. I hate that feeling. And yet... As bloggers we come to a public space to put our thoughts out there, frequently without expectation of receiving something in exchange for our words. At least that's how it is for me. Clicks and pageviews are a mechanism of communication, albeit silent. They say "there are people out here who care about what you say." Small consolation, though, when I feel I've done so very little.
