Well, it's a little weird giving this explanation to those who follow this blog, and everything said in this space is written in the form of poems or stories. I never spoke directly to those who read in first person, but this time it deserves.
This blog came to an end.
There are no more nothing to say. After nearly three years in which I found myself with words, pictures and wonderful people. Reflections shared with men and women who like this blog and thoroughly enjoyed every expression of support, every compliment, every comment with good vibes, as well as all the good articles I could read in each of their sites. Blog
The process was sufficiently long for him to say anything he wanted or felt it was worthy of being published. What prevailed was always respect the artistic criteria and the good vibes and hope that those who passed and come here, I understand that.
At a time evolution of the blog came to an end. It is very difficult, at least for me, to reach an innovative after so long and so much related. I think the loyalty of readers like you, the worst thing I can do is start repeating myself, start to miss the originality and freshness, or worse yet, start doing more of the same, automatically.
remain, of course, each issue with their texts and photos. Some more inspired, some more with the floor, but always trying to give the most genuine I had to give at that time and all I could offer my artistic abilities. Each of these publications shows a bit of aesthetic and literary way meant to get to this place. And why not, reflects something of what was happening to me too, at least in the essence of each story.
I never tire of thanking every visit and every time someone has taken to read. Although it is true that this blog is my original, it is also true that it is no longer mine, now belongs to every girl who spent Friday here, every writer, every photograph, every second and every word. Perhaps it was never anyone else. Maybe it was always those things that generate the imagination, pictures and letters that made this a three-year long history culminating in the best possible ending, feeling that there is no longer a girl of Friday and has begun to have, fortunately, one of every day, possibly for the rest of the days to come.
I'm still writing, of course, other things in other blogs, which are related to other reasons that I carry in my life now. Ending this space is to give beginning to something new that is coming, not only in what I write, inevitably, what I am. I do not regret a single comma or one take if each of them brought me to this present. Thanks
"Friday's Girls", thank you readers.
Farewell Paul
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