"The odd thing about this form of communication is that you're more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings."

- Kathleen Kelly, "You've Got Mail"

Three weeks after the announcement that it was going, it seems like Open Salon is officially gone. 

I have to admit, long after I'd copied and saved all of my blog posts and the comments there, I kept going back and checking to see if it had disappeared.  

And each time, I felt such a strange mixture of things.  Grief, frustration, hope.  Maybe they'd keep it going after all. (I especially felt this last one when the two week period we'd been told about ended, and Open was still there.)

But tonight, it's gone.  And I don't feel the way I thought I would.

Maybe it's because I've already done my grieving.  Maybe therapy helped (not that I started therapy because of Open going away, but it was mentioned). Or maybe it was a young-looking pigeon I tried to help as he stumbled on our sidewalk two nights ago, looking utterly lost, feathers soaked, blown about in the wind.  I fed him, put out a box with a towel in it and a trail of food leading to it, and hoped he'd survive the night. But some part of me knew he wouldn't. I've become a seasoned pigeon watcher since adopting this city as my home, and I knew there were signs.  I went out the next day and as Julien and I ran errands, I glanced at the sidewalk and in corners, forcing myself to look for his body -- but not forcing, expecting.  And I found it.

I cried a bit, but I'd already cried.  I knew. And it wasn't good, but it was all right.  I understood.

And while that loss is on a different level and a very different thing, it's like some of that acceptance seeped into this other part of my life.  Tonight, I checked Open by chance, looking to see if there was an easy way to copy a post I had up there (and had luckily saved to my computer), and it was gone.  The cover won't load and any posts I search for directly can now only be viewed as cached versions.  And it's okay.

I keep telling the boyfriend that I'm so glad for Our Salon. I can't imagine what it would be like not to have this community anymore.  It's made the loss so much less. I've been blogging on two other sites, as well - but there's nothing like the community vibe that started on Open and crossed over and remains here.  

So, it seems like Open is dead - at least for me.  And it's okay.  

What about you guys?  Anyone else feel like this, or another way  - shall we talk about our feelings?  Do we need to?

Views: 425

Comment by Arthur James on March 31, 2015 at 3:45pm

`

We sad...

We meet opossums 

and visit 

otter sites and grow.

Life is always change.

No jingle change in

pocket or Ya be mugged.

Comment by alsoknownas on March 31, 2015 at 4:10pm

I quit caring long before the announcement.

Comment by Jonathan Wolfman on March 31, 2015 at 4:11pm

:)    Friend...OUR SALON is growing, and needs to grow more. And I hope we all, wherever we are, can garner one or two new writers/readers and being them in. :)  

Comment by Sheila Luecht on March 31, 2015 at 4:16pm

When we say good bye, we say it like this, Auf Wiedersehen. It means until we see you again. In our times, we say good bye to many things, to many people. We know that we will not physically see them again, it is ended, it is over, sometimes, not just possible, or unplanned. Things happen. So in the end, we cannot really wiedersehen, except in our dreams, our memories, our minds. That is a fitting way to look at it all because we are connected in the ether, in the zone of not really seeing, not really being, yet very much seeing inside of each other through our writings, our imagined and real experiences, the sobering lengths of confessions to the hilarity of our prose and pictures, and the stuff of our significant experiences and lives that we shared. We hold all of this within, every piece we read, every person we met, we are going to see each other again. We will. (from the OS anthology page, my comment)

Comment by Cranky Cuss on March 31, 2015 at 4:28pm

I think I stopped grieving within 24 hours. Maybe it was because I had already copied whatever I wanted to keep. I was ready to move on before they made their announcement. Once they blocked new members two years ago to keep out the spammers, the end was inevitable.

Comment by Poor Woman on March 31, 2015 at 4:29pm

I had been thinking about this over the weekend, Alysa. I am sad, it's true.Yet I felt myself  leaving prior to leaving. If you get my drift.

A more positive closure would have been nice, yet we were not given an opportunity to save PMs we'd kept and had so little opportunity to handle things the way that some of us might have preferred.

They seldom communicated with us well. Here,at least, there's L. And her communication, even post-op, is solid gold.

I vote we support her site as much as we can.

Peace to you and bebe and boyfriend

Comment by Poor Woman on March 31, 2015 at 4:30pm

"...in all the old familiar places..."

Comment by Gerald Andersen on March 31, 2015 at 4:32pm
You are right. It's gone. I have all my posts, but was unable to save comments due to my own stupidity. Still haven't settled in over here yet. Among my OS souvenirs are 30+ works of short fiction, the first I have written since college. I could not have done it without your support and encouragement, Alysa.
Comment by Zanelle on March 31, 2015 at 4:33pm

Death seems to be in my life a lot lately and that is ok.   It is the cycle of life and really quite beautiful. 

I like how we can put pictures here at Our and I am so very happy to see some of my favorite writers here touching my heart.  Open is gone.  We all have to go sometime and it is actually nice to be part of a legend now.   The legacy of Open lives on.....

Comment by JMac1949 Today on March 31, 2015 at 5:17pm

I have to say that Open Salon was gone for me when I read the notification email.  All my posts were backed up on my hard drive in Word and while I could appreciate many of the comments on Open, the fact that they've been vaporized into the nether regions of the internet is no surprise.  Our Salon has been my real home ever since the SPAM Wars and the user boycott/exodus in the fall of  2012.  I hope we can all focus on the present and future of our new home.  If you can afford it, donate what you can via paypal to support Lorianne and the site.  Let's keep this site open to all.  R&L ;-)

Comment

You need to be a member of Our Salon to add comments!

Join Our Salon

NEW BLOG POSTS

Found on Twitter

Posted by Robert Young on October 17, 2017 at 6:17am 0 Comments

What About Ze Jews, Mein Kampf?

Posted by cheshyre on October 16, 2017 at 8:56pm 4 Comments

On Social Media

Posted by Ron Powell on October 16, 2017 at 8:39am 3 Comments

69

Posted by Steel Breeze on October 16, 2017 at 4:48am 17 Comments

Gush and Blush

Posted by Ron Powell on October 15, 2017 at 3:00pm 11 Comments

© 2017   Created by lorianne.   Powered by

Badges  |  Report an Issue  |  Privacy Policy  |  Terms of Service