Fair Weather

Three years ago, almost to the day, I started The Bewildered Eye. But recently three people I love and trust have suggested that the energy I'm directing here might be better directed toward other, more urgent work.

And in truth my heart's not in it anymore. I've grown tired of this voice—of its possibilities; I no longer require the man who made it. All literary voices are inventions: The Bewildered Eye's invented voice is mercifully obsolete.

Obama's re-election now nailed the Eye's coffin closed.

Over the coming months I'll revisit what I've made here, and I'll probably refine some of the posts a bit, and I might create some kind of "Selected Works" label for the writing I continue to approve of. But I won't add to it; I consider it complete—finished—

But for this: Thank you for listening.

Update: I haven't done much refining, but the "Selected Works" label is now in place.